2 Days in Paris Page #10

but you have a great voice.

A tea? - Really toot sorrow me,

this with your soap-holder. - Me also.

What do you have done?

I dropped him/it, from mistakes.

- Did he/it shatter?

The arms. You appear here...

- I know that I am terrible.

The classic stopgap.

We participate madly in ourselves

Eiferschteleien, we everything have on that occasion.

We are crappy bourgeois,

mommy would say.

If I keep it in mind,

that people die through bombs...

Don't start again with it!

Recently, I have an article

read that... - Over what?

We need four times more toilet-paper than

Men, because we always wipe ourselves off.

Now, I must keep every time it in mind,

if I go to pee. - At what?

At everything, which we destroy.

My sister, I love you.

Although you are annoying totally.

Is that your Schmusetier?

- But no, you. I my however you!

Thank you, my sister!

- You are really dumb!

I now go.

- Do you go to your type? - Doesn't know.

Hello.

Hey!

I don't know you.

What do you speak there? Are you drunk?

I was in an almost-food-restaurant

and have held little hands with a fairy,

this then a bomb put.

With a fairy? - No, but it was,

as the heaven has sent him/it.

Maybe a schizophrenic Veganer.

He/it hated fast food.

There, I have something

completely fundamental understood.

I don't know you.

- You don't know me? - No!

The result of our four-hour one(s)

Discussion:
It is not easy,

to accept the partner so,

as he/it is,

with all mistakes and weaknesses.

Marion!

- You shaved one "M?"

Jack confessed me his/its fear,

rejected, to become,

if he/it revealed me his/its heart.

Jack noticed after two years with me,

that he/it didn't know me,

and I him/it also not.

In order to truly love us,

we everything had to know of each other.

Even if that is not easy.

Therefore, I told him/it the truth,

that I never had deceived him/it.

I also told him/it,

that I was with Mathieu.

He/it didn't become angry,

because nothing had happened of course.

I confessed Jack that it heavy for

me is to for always be established me.

The idea, with this man

to spend the rest of my life,

To solve problems

and not with the first difficulty

to give up, falls very heavily for me.

I told him/it that I can't the rest

spend my life with a man.

It was lied, but I said it.

He/it asked me, whether I a squirrel

be that collects men like nuts,

for cold winters.

I found this merrily.

Then, he/it said something, that hurt me.

The sound changed drastically.

Then, I misunderstood him/it.

I thought that he/it loved me no more

and wanted to separate.

It always fascinates me, like people

love one only like madly,

and then nothing more. Nothing.

This does so sore.

If I have the feeling, somebody wants

left me, I first finish it,

still before I listened to everything.

It is so.

One more, one few.

Another wasted romance.

I really loved him/it.

If I keep it in mind that it is past

and I him/it never again will see...

Maybe we meet ourselves once,

with new friend or new friend,

do so,

as we never have been together.

We then become

more rarely think together,

until we us completely forgotten...

or almost.

It always is the same: Separation,

Breakdown, gets drunk,

meet a fellow, herumficken,

in order to forget him/it only maintaining.

Then,

after a few months of total emptiness,

if one looks again for true love.

One seeks desperately everywhere,

and after two years of loneliness

if one meets a new love

and swear that he/it is the right.

Until he/it then is also again away.

And then, a moment is in the life there,

from him/it one none

further separation come to terms with.

And even, if one this human being

if one can live no more without him/it.

And even if he/it one

every day awakens,

because he/it sneezes one into the face,

well, then, one loves his/its sneezing

more than the kisses an each other.

Elke Seiler & Vanadis Buhr

Film and video Untertitelung

Gerhard Lehmann INC.

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