Watch “ZAZ – Demain c’est toi (vidéo studio)” on YouTube

An internationally famous French singer with a hit for most of her songs.

Her songs/lyrics are even being used in schools to teach French.

This one is particularly moving as the lyrics are words she addresses to her unborn child.

Wishing you all again a very happy gratifying healthy new year!

Demain c’est toi
Zaz

Tomorrow is you

I trace paths that are waiting for you
Je trace des chemins qui n’attendent que toi
To you the child who comes, I precede your steps
À toi l’enfant qui vient, je précède tes pas
I whisper your name in the breath of my voice
Je murmure ton nom dans le souffle de ma voix
I will offer you the world, you I do not know
Je t’offrirai le monde, toi que je ne connais pas
I open my heart wide as you open your hands
Je t’ouvre grand mon cœur comme on ouvre ses mains
I hope you have happiness as big as mine
Je t’espère des bonheurs aussi grands que les miens
Tomorrow is you

Demain c’est toi

I learn the alphabets of each of your actions
J’apprends les alphabets de chacun de tes gestes
I sing you my dreams of spaces and Wild West
Je te chante mes rêves d’espaces et de Far West
I want for you the love, the rare and the precious
Je veux pour toi l’amour, le rare et le précieux
All the beauty of the world at your fingertips
Toute la beauté du monde à portée de tes yeux
Fists heated to white, I’m forging for tomorrow
Les poings chauffés à blanc, je forge pour demain
Your happiness that I wish as big as mine
Tes bonheurs que je souhaite aussi grands que les miens

Tomorrow is you
Demain c’est toi

I give you the keys that open all the chests
Je te donne les clés qui ouvrent tous les coffres
I spray the walls of the prisons that we offer you
Je pulvérise les murs des prisons que l’on t’offre
I run to infinity not to leave you
Je cours à l’infini pour ne pas te laisser
All I did not say is because you know it
Tout c’que je n’t’ai pas dit c’est parce que tu le sais
It’s because you know it
C’est parce que tu le sais
To you the child who comes as a little morning
À toi l’enfant qui vient comme un petit matin
I hope you have happiness as big as mine
Je t’espère des bonheurs aussi grands que les miens
Tomorrow is you

Demain c’est toi

Songwriters: Isabelle Geoffroy

Demain c’est toi lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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Serenity. Mother/newborn II

This new mother/newborn is based on impressionism.
Here I wanted to keep intact the soft and tender atmosphere between mother and newborn
without going too much in to details.
Let me know what you think about it.

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Blissful respite to its completion!

Blissful respite finally finished!
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This is a painting I sketched in 2012. I got busy with other projects then came back to it in 2014 & have been busy with it ever since.
Now I am so very proud to announce it finished & will include bellow the steps toward its completion 🙂
Your input will be more than welcome!

Sketch 2012
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1st layer
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2nd…
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4th & still very busy with it!
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Dedicated to a world of mums!

To the world of mums…
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In the unusual warmth of February we went out for a stroll & met
a very early spring in full bloom where we were encircled
in a bubble of innocence, fragrance & crushed petals,
offering a bouquet to a world of dedication & mums

Getting ready for the kill 😉 ©copyright2014owpp

Crushing & plucking…
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Bruised flowers 🙂
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Elegance & generosity
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Warts, of any kind, forget the doctor, head to the kitchen

I am so fascinated by this piece of knowledge which I feel could come to help so many people that I simply had to reblog it!
My thanks goes to this amazing blogger… Living Simply Free

P.s

Having tried out on my youngest this method (I had done it many years ago and was reminded by my kids about it) I have to add the lesson I learnt in the process.

By putting too much garlic which spread onto healthy skin I burnt it so, as a result I came up with the idea of putting garlic on a sticky plaster (no gauze) which will allow only the wart to come in contact with the garlic.

I hope this information will help prevent others from these mishaps.

Families… April 2010

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Families…
———

Families are intricate unities that assemble fragments of love, which they could easily discard if ego steps in.
Usually in a situation fabricated by their own imagination.
Families weave their own history, gluing it together with the substance called love hoping it will withstand the hazards of time.
Some families withhold the pressures of life by staying even closer. Practicing compassion, tolerance and love as a shining example for the world to witness.
Interacting with noble qualities as, finesse, integrity, virtue, righteousness, purity and above all a desire for true cohabitation.
They let their ego aside, seek and invite truth in, practicing patience and understanding in situations, others would have long buckled under.

Bursting as an olive seed, under the weight of a millstone. Grinding to its last drop.
How many of these “torches” illuminate our planet?
I wonder. Are they one percent? If they are, they should be standing high and proud. As the lighter of an Olympic flame.
Given a medal.
Instead, they are kept in the quiet. They tiptoe in the labyrinths of life and succeed to find a way out of this maze and convert it to beautiful alleys.
Some of them, growing an orchard on their way, with the promises of sweetness as a perquisite for having played a role in the grandeur of a king’s quarters.
Their children’s devotion, are their pride and badges. They take no heed in titles or honors.
They cherish the warmth of past memories and amuse themselves at keeping them alive by recalling them to their grandchildren, on long winter nights, a twinkle in their eyes, a spark in their heart and a smile on their lips.
Then, go on, feeding, on their children’s silent recognition, translated by small tokens. A gesture, a look, a hug and most of all, loving respect.
Are we aware of the importance of our each and every move?
As situations reveal themselves before our eyes, we are given a mind and heart to consult. The gift of introspection.
Do we use them wisely?
We have the freedom and dignity of choice. We could make an everlasting impression for generations to come. Leave our “trade mark“.
Is that not worth its weight in gold? Should it not give us a rush to strive toward that goal?
We could give up our self-made miseries and feed the younger generation with tender care.

Behave with consistency and rationality in order to provide them with the much needed security and balance in their lives so, as to prepare them on THEIR journey and pack their suitcases for the long road, with, stability, strength and joy. All vital tools in their jobs to shape a few generations to come.

And so it goes…

Building a non-ending chain of character, beauty and light.
In the hope, it will brighten the world and eradicate any dark shades left by the person…

Who thought he had no choice.

Lava 2009

Lava 2009
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Lava was painted with one of my children when I wanted to initiate them to the world of art. I must say I was quite surprised by the results. There is light movement and texture, that’s what I mean by keeping intact the child within. It produces the best work and children have the advantage of not knowing any better. Sadly enough passion for the trade did not follow 🙂

My delicious mother! 1988 ( With French original version as ” Ma délicieuse mère! )

worried…

Good morning!

Mothers worry too much. They waste so much energy worrying about everyone and anything on earth, it leaves little time to invite the good stuff going on, on this planet. Don’t you think?
Many years ago, I felt like having a tease at mine ( in a sweet way! ) and that’s what came out of it.
It’s something light to invite you to a cheerful new day! Keep in mind it has been translated, the French text will be included.
Enjoy!

My delicious mother!
——————-

You worry, you worry,
You always worry!
You are afraid, always afraid,
Every day is a pain.

Children are small,
They get sick
Finally they grew
But they should marry!

Finally! They marry
But will they have children?
They HAVE children
Who get sick!

Who grew…
Who marry…
Ah! What a life!
Full of worries!
________________________

Ma délicieuse mère!
——————-

Tu t’inquiète, tu t’inquiète,
Toujours tu t’inquiète!
Tu as peur, toujours peur,
Chaque jour est une douleur.

Les enfants sont petits,
Ils ont des maladies
Enfin, ils ont grandi
Mais, il faut qu’ils se marient!

Enfin! Ils se marient
Mais, auront-ils des petits?
Ils ont des petits
Qui ont des maladies!

Qui ont grandi…
Qui se marient…
Ah! Quelle vie!
Pleine de soucies!

I hope this will make your day a pleasant place to be. Keep in mind that this applies not only to mothers 🙂

Dis-order-A spring clean frenzy 2012 ( Translation from original text in post above as ” Désordre ” )

we hoard & hoard…
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Hi everyone!
Today, I want to introduce you to a poem I wrote.
As I’m bilingual, a weird pattern developed along the years.
My poetry flowed naturally in French and my writings, in English.
So, forgive me if the translation is not totally faithful to it’s original text, I’ll try my best to stick to it, but I’ll still type it in French for those who are familiar with the language
and will appreciate it’s authenticity.
This poem was the result of a beautiful week of total spring-clean-frenzy, with the family as a united team.
Here goes…

Disorder
———

Together
We start
A life.
Children
Come.
We accumulate
We piled
Hoping
To find
A rest
Through
An object
Sinking
In love
And dirty
Diapers
Ignoring
The chaos
The disorder
Of our mind
Of our soul
By habit
By weariness.

The softness
The cuddles
The kisses
Smeared with
Puree.
Insomnia
Worry
The cry
Of a young
Feverish
Head
Are our
Perfumed
” Desserts ”
Of the moment
Of the instant
Of the eternity
Imagined
————-
Then,one day
The ” always ”
Takes
A turn.
Well advised
Adults
Give you
The cue
Explain to you
Implicate you
In their sophisticated
Lives.
You apply yourself
And you learn
As a baby
Laws
That never
Existed.
They left
Their cosy
Nest
But come back
On borrowed
Time
To be
Reassured.
————-
Then,torpor
Dissipates.
Finally
We ” see ”
Their past
Accumulated
Abandoned
In jam-packed
Cupboards
————-
We remedy
By orders
Given
To the ” tribe ”
Immobilized
In a gesture
Of solidarity.
Memories
Are unfolded
Dusted
A few tears ( mine! )
A lot of love.
An awareness ( them )
Of having reached
Independence,
Life.
————–
And we,
To have
Given,
Lived.
And start
A life
Of order
Serenity
To amass
To pack
Spirituality
Gaiety
Carelessness
A good atmosphere,

VACATION!!!