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Lyon hits me like an electroshock, making me forget everything for a while.
I threw myself into a desperate search for an apartment
without even being able to put three French words together.
I
search for
a room.
250 adverts later...
In the end, I succeed in finding a gracious bohemian style apartment
in Croix-Rousse, the artistic district.
I start immediately making new friends
and among the people I had met there was Amandine.
It would seem that Ariadne's life is hanging by a thread
Lost in this labyrinth of stones she cannot find an exit anymore
She keeps her faith in men and God knows that men come and go
Her ball is lost for forever, given to just anyone.
She's tired of these travelling birds
Which nest in her hair and then run away
With grey walls as her only landscape
She feels like a fish in a ball.
They say that love gives you wings
However she's no longer sure about this
Since Icarus for his overzealousness
Has lost his loved ones in that way.
The destiny lies in your hands
And the ball runs endless.
If it leads you to the exit,
Will it be able to guide you to him?
Amandine’s song seems to have been written for me.
For example, her version of “Ariadne”; I also feel like I am lost in the labyrinth.
My thread has been cut and I don’t know if I’ll be able to go out of this place
or if someone will come along to get me out of it.
created by: Riccardo Tamburini assistant: Salim Benarab
thanks to Su Geesey for correcting my subtitles!