seen from New Zealand
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Romania
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from South Africa
seen from South Africa
seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
La nuit dégrafe son corset,
Sous la lune aux airs de ballet.
Le jazz ronronne dans un coin,
Un verre s'embrume, c'est la fin.
Les ombres s'étirent en silence,
Complices d’une douce errance.
Étoiles fumeuses, souffle court,
La nuit se farde de velours
