GAMALIEL RAYMOND DE ARMAS / LEIGH CECILLIA FORMILLEZA
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SOFITEL HOTEL MANILA
Gown / Puey Quiñones . Shoes / Maco Custodio
Hair + Make Up / Patrick Rosas
Video / Jason Magabanua
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R o m a n c e
p r o m i s e d e s l ‘ e n f a n c e
je vis dans l’esperance de rencontrer un beau garcon
evidemment l’epouser
d’acheter une maison
baiser pour l’eternite
romance
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R o m a n c e
promised since childhood
I live in the hopes of meeting a handsome boy
obviously marry him
buy a house
make love for eternity
romance
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l’enfance apporte le magique
que faire quand on a tout fait
T O U T L U T O U T B U T O U T M A N G
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P A D D L E I N F L O W E R S A T T H E R O S E T W I L I G H T S
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childhood brings the magical
what to do when we’ve done everything
read everything, drank everything, ate everything
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Oui tu es le bonheur,
Ouvrir mon coeur, ouvrir ton coeur /
Je peux sentir et enfin t’aimer
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OUVRIR MON COEUR, O U V R I R T O N C O E U R
Yes you are pure joy,
O p e n u p m y h e a r t , o p en u p y o u r h e a r t /
I can feelsmell, and finally love you
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quand on a cri sur tous les tots
pleur et ris dans les villes et en campagne
l’enfance est plus authentique
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P L E U R E R R I S DANS LES VILLES ET EN CAMPAGNE
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when we have screamed on all the rooftops
cried and laughed in the cities and the country
childhood is more real
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S O M A N Y W O R D S O F L O V E C H O K ED I N O U R H E A R T S
le fond de mon cour
etait radiation
la toutes les couleurs
une revelation
le temps s’est age
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the bottom of my heart
was radiating
and there all the colors
a revelation
time stopped
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I S A W T H E S H I P I N T H E S T A R S / S T R O N G O F G L I T T E RI N G F E E T
en effet n’est pour moi de plus prcieux
que de me rendre le meilleur que je pourrais
voyant l’attention qu’il portait ma beaut
je crus que c’tait pour moi une aubaine
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J E C R U S Q U E C ‘ T A I T POUR MOI UNE AUBAINE
in fact nothing is more precious to me
than to make myself the best I can be
seeing the attention he paid to my beauty
I thought it was a godsend for me
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O F T R E M B L E D W O R D S , O F U N D E R L IN E D T E A R S
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with a smile,
trumpets and drums
the desire
for meaning comes,
with a smile,
trumpets and drums
the desire
for meaning comes
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the flame survives in the heat O F A N I M M O R T A L S U M M E R
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Il n’y a rien de
De plus vrai que
De plus vrai que le
Plus vrai que le souffle
Il n’y a rien de
Plus vrai que le souffle
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There is nothing
More real than
More real than
More real than breathing
There is nothing
More real than breathing
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L E B E A U C ‘ E S T L A S P L E N D E U R D U V R A I , L E B E A U C ‘ E S T L A S P L E N D E U R D U V R A I
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I N A S O B , T H E S P A C E O F A K I S S
beauty is the splendour of truth,
beauty is the splendour of truth,
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A N D W H A T T I M E D I S A R T I C U L A T E D
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sont desirables
l’impalpable est
devenu matiere
il s’est clotie
contre le vide
la tendresse aboutie
la violente carresse
qui reveille
dans mon etre
chavire
une enigme
how desireable
the impalpable
became matter
it huddled up
against the void
tenderness is finite
the violent caress
which awakens
in my
topsy-turvey being
an enigma
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O U I T U E S L E B O N HE U R
Le morceau de beurre
Qui rend la vie si dlicieuse
M’a fait fondre, me dlivre.
Exciuse-moi j’ai tant rsist
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M ‘ A F A I T F O N D R E / M E D L I V R E
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Yes you are pure joy,
The square of butter
That makes life so delicious.
Makes me melt, liberates me
Forgive me I’ve resisted
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SONGS / LYRICS / S T E R E O L A B
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{ E N D }
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September 27, 2009
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ALLEN TAN + ROSELLE NAVA
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S u b i c + O l o n g a p o P h i l i p p i n e s
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H a i r + M a k e U p / Madge Lejano + Steve Pagsanjan
C o o r d i n a t i o n / Chinkie Uy - Agregado
C o u t u r e / Cecilio Abad
BJ Ang of Jet Sports Networx
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Away from flickering nights and crowded streets. Away from blinding lights and shining needs
Away from losing heart and breathing hard
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T O T H E S E A
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I built a ship with my own hands
To take us to the moon
I took a pen in my own hand
And wrote you a hundred tunes
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They told me all the hymns were born
OUT OF THE SAXOPHONE
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And I went down to test them all
Beneath the Tijuana moon,
Two broken lovers strong and strewn,
I drank myself into a dream
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inside me there is one endless sky like a drape of crystal smell
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When Im floating in the water
And your eyes are lilies all around
When Im lying sweetly in my bed
The sun plays crystal with my eyes
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I watched the stars get smaller
Tiny diamonds in my memory
Sleep on the shoulder, keep the stars all to ourselves
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The earth turned to bring us closer.
It turned on itself and in us,
until it finally brought us
together in this dream
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We are a see through love
Seeing through SUN & HAZE
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All spinning, surging far below
ALONG THE DEEP AND BENDING STRAITS
You are a bridge of love
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She climbed on yonder hill above
To give a rose unto her love.
She gave him one, she gave him three
She gave her heart for company.
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I had the sun on my shoes
D E S E R T I S L A N D
Love is all around
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Desert island
Where you can laugh aloud
Desert island
Everywhere’s a beach
Desert island
That’s what I wanna be
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She is the smile that keeps me warm with matchless laughter, eyes ablaze.
A mischief mystery she plays upon the flute of early morn
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Then leave me with the seagulls
Smile your sweetest smile
Kiss you like the salt and earth and breeze
All you do is take me to the sea
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Into the sky
TOWARDS THE SUN
It will take you, high–
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You step beneath the midnight moon
To gather dewdrops for the sun
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To the moon, where I can’t really breathe, but I feel lighter
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then we sat on our own s t a r
and dreamed of the way that we were
and the way that we wanted to be
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And if I was the alder tree
I’d burn it fiercely over thee
Our love would surely last
To be near you
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T O B E F R E E
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Sleep together the milkyway
Sleep together for a day
Lovely jewels in joy designed
La la la la
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Im no longer receiveing
I guess you must be leaving
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I CAN HEAR MYSELF BREATHING
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The platform on the ocean
I hear the sound of the white caps
Out on the platform on the ocean
I hear the sound of the white caps
Out on the ocean
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Under a loop of stars in the cold
By the pebbles of the highway
Through the snail clouds
You soared to me, love
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Awake, asleep in calm.
A wind to wash my lifted palm,
A sky that calls me out to dance.
She is the air of love.
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The air is sweet and steady
And flowers bloom out of sight
I know the sky is ready
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C O M E M E E T M E
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I N T H E H E A R T
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in the heart,
where the truth shows
where the mind knows
where the love grows
that is where, that is where
I complete you
It’s the only place
I can meet you
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I am flying, I am flying,
like a bird ‘cross the sky.
I am flying, passing high clouds,
to be with you, to be free
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He’s like the swallow that flies so high,
He’s like the river that never runs dry.
He’s like the sunshine on the lee shore
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Got to put my arm around you
It needs to be told what to do
It’s in a world, world of its own
Got to put my arm around you
Got to put one arm around you
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Calling out of context
Just to see you
Falling out of sunset
Into your blue sky
Just to see you
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we strolled through fields all wet with rain
and back along the lane again
there in the sun shine
in the sweet summertime
oh the way that young lovers do
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I ‘ M N E V E R F A R
From where I lie
I’ll easily reach and touch you
I will stir your heart
I will stare you out till
You return my gaze
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I’ll be the madness that carries you away
I’ll be the sadness to light your darkest day
I’ll be the desert island where you can be free
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And if there are four seasons in a year
and reflections on the water of a burning yellow sphere
and the days add up to weeks add up to months
and add up and add up to years
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And if reflections on the water sometimes look like joyful tears
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Sweet smelling wind
Announcing
L ‘ A M O U R D E M A V I E
When you’re ready
Mon bel amour
Simply come to me
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Sweet smelling
essences
hugs and smiles
sweet kisses
movements
towards me
embrace
reverie
tenderness
velvet skin
treasured dreams
intimate
silk and gold
N U I T D ‘ A M O U R
naked soul
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A L L E N + R O S E L L E
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{ E N D }
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September 20, 2009