The French Connection

Today knitting makes The French Connection. I wish I could complete a project that size in just three minutes.



The name of the artist is Camile and the song is "Your Pain" from her 2005 album "The Wire". The (roughly) translated lyrics are as follows:

Raise it decided
Let to me be replaced
I will take your pain

Gently without making noise
As the rain is awaked
I will take your pain

It fights it struggles
But will not resist
I will block the elevator…
To sabotage the switch

But it is which this encrusted
This storm before the summer
Bitch of small sister salts?

I all will confiscate to him
Its darts and its whistle
I will give him the smacking…
To transfer récrée

But it is which this heiress
Who bathes who ground
In the tepid water of your kidneys?

I will deprive it of dessert
He to make bite dust
Of all those which do not have anything any more…
Of all those which are not any more hungry

Say me that fout science
With when this bridge between our paunches?
If you have badly where have you fear
You do not have badly where I think!

What is this qu´elle wants this silly bitch
The butter or money of butter
What you sharp or which you die?

Is necessary that it bursts happiness
Or that it changes godasses
Is necessary that it collapses under the flowers
Change color…
I will play doctor

Say me that fout science
With when this bridge between our paunches?
If you have badly where have you fear
You do not have badly where I sing!

Like I said, *roughly* translated. The sad part is, even so it still makes more sense than some of the lyrics I've heard in English.

And to make today's post complete here is today's "Where in the World Town is Carmen Sock-diego?"

Burger King Drive-Thru
Unlike Southside Bakery, I don't really recommend anything here. It's just a dirty dietary secret I indulge in once in a while.