..Melancholie

Sometimes... I wish I could hear "le son de la pluie"... I wish I could fly as those free "papillons" , I wish I could "mancher pieds nus sur l´herbe", enjoy how the others "sourire", lay over the grass and just get amazed by "les étoiles", and above all hear the deepest "son de la mer"... when someone is near me.

"La joie d ´être triste".... isn´t ironic?