Une chanson pour celles et ceux qui avancent malgré l’incertitude, qui cherchent dans chaque pas une lumière nouvelle.
Entre brume, silence et émerveillement, Chemins sans fin raconte ces routes sans destin où l’âme se déleste et se retrouve.
Un voyage intérieur, simple et humain.
Fuir son quotidien, oublier ses soucis, se perdre dans la nuit, la nuit où tout est possible, tout est permis, déambuler dans les rues parisiennes en rêvant à un avenir meilleur. Ce we, je vous propose de découvrir ou redécouvrir le titre "La Nuit Je Vis", pièce maîtresse de mon EP "Dans Mes Veines" sorti en 2015. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fMbtCiDvR9I&lc=z22ntnfojonxs3htwacdp430cazduco43wwfzsy5ro1w03c010c&feature=em-comments #pop #popmusic #dansmesveines #benoitanton #musique #music #frenchsong #frenchmusic #french #singer #life #night #evasion #seperdre #paris #parisparis #capital #france #france🇫🇷 #city #forget #ville #villelumiere #parismaville #instamusicvideo #instamusicoftheday https://www.instagram.com/p/B2bGkIoDTq0/?igshid=18ouox1eq13h6
A soft singing sound emitted from an open hatch above a young girls bedroom. The soft tune of 'À la claire fontaine' echoed the streets of Paris as the girl continued to sing the song.
"Il y a longtemps que je t'aime, jamais je ne t'oublierai..."
The girl finished. Claps filled the room and whoops and hollers followed soon after, "C-Chat! You said you wouldn't make fun of me if I sang it for you!" blushing harshly, Marinette glared at Chat Noir from her desk chair,
"I'm not making fun of you, I liked it! Who knew my purr-incess had such a lovely voice?" Chat wondered aloud. Marinette scoffed at his pun, "Whatever Chat." she mumbled. She twisted her chair around and leant back over her desk and continued to sketch out her designs, "Mari, I'm serious! I liked your voice while you sang. Where'd ya learn that song from?" Chat sidled up next to her and leant down so their heads where directly next to each other,
"That's a good drawing by the way," Chat pointed down at a part of the drawing, "But double check where you're putting that tie," Marinette groaned again and twisted the pencil from underneath her hand and erased the tie. Dejectedly, she then tried to re-draw it.
"I learnt the song from my maman, she used to sing it to me when I was younger. I had really bad nightmares, so when I woke up from them in the middle of the night she'd sing that to me to calm me down," Marinette shrugged her shoulder and continued on her sketch. "That must've been nice," Chat whispered as he moved away from Mari and plopped himself down onto her bed.
Chat Noir and Marinette Dupain-Cheng had developed a unique sort of relationship. It had started a month ago when Marinette decided to sketch out some designs outside in the sun. She had sat down a park bench and not too soon she had gotten so involved in her drawing, that she hadn't noticed a certain superhero look down from behind her shoulder, "That's some good designs you've got there," he had stated. Marinette had jumped up and out of her seat and spun around to face Chat, "C-Chat Noir? What are you doing here? Is there an akuma?!" Marinette glanced around the park,
"Don't worry! Just went out for a stroll and saw you drawing, I like your designs though! Have you ever thought of submitting them? Or even creating them yourself?" Marinette had blushed a light pink, "That's really nice of you, Chat! I've already made some of them myself, but I doubt someone would want to commission some fifteen year old girls designs." Chat nodded, he saw truth in her words despite resisting to.
They continued to chat when one of her designs caught his eye, "Hey Mari? what season was this designed for?" Marinette had been taken aback, she hadn't expected that from him, "Oh! Um, spring I guess? The dress is supposed to be light green and the ruffles are whit-"
"Maybe make it light purple instead? My father said that sky or pastel violet is making a comeback for spring and I think It'd look really good," Staring down at the drawing, Chat suddenly realized what he had just said, "I-I mean, never mind!" he let out an awkward chuckle, "I think green would look good too!" Marinette picked up her sketch book and stared down at the design,
"You're... You're right actually! The pastel purple would match the shoes too! Thanks Chat, your dad must be some fashion designer or something," Marinette laughed. Chat's face paled,
"Yeah, that'd be cool right?"
"Oh wait! I have a lot of designs I was planning on making, do you mind if you help me with them? You seem like you really know you stuff," Marinette stared up at Chat. Chat knew he probably shouldn't, his lady might get mad at him for giving to much information about himself and what he knows to just a regular citizen.
"Sure! I don't know that much though, just stuff I've overheard,"
"Great!"
Oops.
A beeping sound cut Chat of from his thoughts, Marinette turned around to face him again, "Oh, that's the alarm. It must be ten thirty already, I guess I'll see you again soon Chat!" Marinette and Chat both climbed up to the rooftop, Chat jumped onto the fence and Marinette waved at him as he jumped away into the streets of Paris. Soon after, Tikki floated up from the rooftop hatch and sat down on on Marinette's shoulder, "I'm tired Mari, let's go to sleep." Marinette nodded and climbed down and closed the hatch behind her, leaving the cold air outside.
Chat leapt from the rooftop of a nearby building into his bedroom, but instead of de-transforming, he simply leant across the window sill and pulled a knee towards his chest. Soon, a knock was heard at the door, "Adrien? Your father wants to speak with you."
"Tell him I'm asleep." muffled voices were heard behind the door, eventually the door creaked open, "Adrien, your father is coming in now." scoffing, Adrian turned his head towards the window and out into the city instead of his room. The door opened and shut from behind him and Adrien soon heard a familliar voice, "Good evening Adrien." Adrien turned back from the window and gave him a sickly smile,
"Good evening, Hawkmoth."
Gabriel Agrèste glared at him from the edge of the room, "Don't call me that. I am your father." Adrien glared right back, "You stopped being my father the minute you became a villain." Gabriel reproached him with pitiful eyes, "Adrien, please-"
"You can't have my miraculous!" he screamed, his shouts echoed the room and Gabriel stopped in his tracks, his eyes cold and sharp now, "If you knew why I needed them you wouldn't be acting so immature." Adrien rolled his eyes. Gabriel sighed, "At least de-trasnform. You need to let your kwami rest-"
"Oh, and let you get my ring right of my finger?" Adrien hid his hand behind his back, "I'm sick of this, I'm not sleeping here tonight. Not now that you've returned from your business trip." Gabriel reached out and tried to grab Adrien's arm. He flinched and pushed his hand away. Adrien stretched his legs then leaped out the window.
Knock... Knock... Knock...
"Marinette? I think a certain cat's knocking on your door," Yawned Tikki, eyeing the hatch as Marinette swiveled around on her chair, and got up and opened the hatch, "Chat?-" Chat leapt inside her room and collapsed onto her bed, "Chat. What are you doing?" Chat turned away from her and closed his eyes, "Chat-" she pushed his back towards the edge of the bed, "You can't sleep here tonight, I have school!" he didn't move, "Chat!" still.
"You." Marinette ran across her room and stopped at her desk,
"Can't." she leant down and bent her legs,
"Sleep." she took of in a run,
"Here!" she put her hands out and pushed Chat straight of the bed and onto the floor.
"Aah-!" Chat landed on the floor with a 'thud', "Mari, just let me sleep," droned Chat, attempting to get back on the bed, "Sorry Chat! But I have school tomorrow, y'know. The thing teenagers attend to learn..." Marinette spoke as if she were talking to a three year old, "Why can't you just go sleep at your house?" Chat's yes widened and he sat straight up immediately, catching Marinette of guard. "You're... You're right." Chat stood up, shaking his head.
"Chat? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine!" Chat lashed out, "I'm... Fine. I promise," Marinette nodded solemnly, "Can I at least have a blanket? For the journey?" Marinette glared at him then walked over to her closet. She got on her knees and rummaged around, finally pulling out a thick woolly blanket and chucking it at Chat, "Now get out." Chat gave Marinette a crooked smile, "Thanks princess," then leaped out the window.
Later that night, Marinette lay awake in her bed, guilt eating away at the tips of her feet. Maybe she shouldn't have kicked Chat out, she never knew what was going on at home. When Marinette looked back, Chat never seemed to have anything positive to say about his home life. She shuddered. She tried to shut her eyes closed, but she couldn't help imaging Chat, lying all alone on the road as people walked by and mocked him.
"Marinette? Why aren't you asleep?" Tikki floated up to Marinette, rubbing sleep away from her eyes, "I feel guilty about kicking Chat Noir out, maybe I should've let him stay?"
"Oh Marinette, don't worry about him! I know his identity, and based on what I know he should be right back at home, sleeping away." Tikki's words immediately put Marinette at ease, but the sad smile Chat Noir gave to her before he left still lingered in the back of her mind, "Why don't you sing that song you told us about! The one you mother taught you?" Marinette grinned and nodded. "Sure Tikki," Marinette closed her eyes, and slowly hummed the serene tune;
À la claire fontaine,
M'en allant promener
J'ai trouvé l'eau si belle
Que je m'y suis baigné
l y a longtemps que je t'aime
Jamais je ne t'oublierai
Sous les feuilles d'un chêne,
Je me suis fait sécher
Sur la plus haute branche,
Un rossignol chantait
Chante rossignol, chante,
Toi qui as le cœur gai
Tu as le cœur à rire,
Moi je l'ai à pleurer
J'ai perdu mon amie,
Sans l'avoir mérité
Pour un bouquet de roses,
Que je lui refusai..." Marinette yawned, and opened her mouth to continue, but instead felt her lidded eyes droop down, and felt herself fall asleep.
"-Je voudrais que la rose, Fût encore au rosier, et que ma douce amie, fût encore à m'aimer," Chat Noir quietly finished the song, ending the lyrics on a deep note. He perked his ears towards the pink hatch, and when he heard nothing, assumed the bluenette below had finally fallen asleep. Sadly, he had not heard what or who she was talking to before, but fortunately could easily hear her smooth voice sing the lyrics to his new favourite song. Sleeping on Mari's rooftop balcony was not his ideal place of residence, but if he had to sleep on anyone balcony:
