yes sister, mister celestin will stay in paris for another 2 days.the page of former days, to think that everything is over, to let your soul rest in dreams, since... it’s so sinful, i want to become a little crazier and more tender, sometimes i want secret confessions, i hear. in oblivion, let him just tell me, you are more beautiful than any dream, let him also tell me, even joy without you is sad, even if i faint, you are a balm for a sick soul, you are creatures of poetic dreams, god, what’s wrong with me, i can’t tell you, but if so, tell me, yes, and if i remain silent, then, we will understand each other without words, i’m ready to forget the whole world, and forget everything about just the two of me, i’m ready to be with you, forgetting about duty and honor, i love you, “i love you, throw yourself into my arms, we’ll rush to the ends of the earth, yes, but my activities, there are no activities, are more important than love, affectionate the sound of the surf, and the moon and the golden boat, music, roses, evening, sea, just you and me, if