Dalida Page #6

-Stop it, dammit!

-Get out!

Stop it! This is me here!

Think you'll find

anyone at your age?

Go to hell!

Dalida! Dalida! Dalida! Dalida!

I live on love and dance

I live as if I were on vacation

I live as if I were eternal

As if the news

didn't bring the blues

I live on love and laughter

I live as if there were

nothing to say

I've lots of time

to write my memoirs

To tell my story in blue ink

Let me dance

Let me

Let me be free to dance and sing

All summer long

Let me dance

Let me

Let me live out my dream

I live on love and risk

When I feel blue I flip the disco

I come and go, I've learnt to live

As if I were happy and free

I live on love and laughter

I live as if there

were nothing to say

I've lots of time

to write my memoirs

To tell my story in blue ink

Let me dance

Let me

Let me be free to dance and sing

All summer long

Let me dance

Let me

Let me live out my dream

2 YEARS LATER

What shall I cook this evening?

-Some soup? An omelet?

-I'd just like some pasta

-Pasta.

-That's right.

-What, like yesterday?

-Yes.

Is she laughing?

Maybe she's not that sick.

Go and see.

Okay.

-May I?

-Yes.

Hi.

Come.

Watch this.

How are you feeling?

Well.

I put on Louis de Funs,

or she'd sleep all day long.

And at night she's not at all well.

She's very tired.

That's normal, she

only eats pasta.

And she makes herself sick

afterwards.

-Okay.

-The light...

...hurts her eyes terribly.

-I've got it.

-She can't bear it anymore.

Are you always here?

Of course.

She needs me every day.

I think you should find

a flat elsewhere.

You can't stay here.

Excuse me.

Well, then...

Can't we open the windows?

It's lovely outside.

No, thanks.

My eyes are very sore.

Right.

I've good news for you.

Youssef Chahine is offering you

the part in his film.

-That's good.

-Yes.

But you need to get back in shape.

Understand?

-We're in agreement?

-We are.

-Good.

-Thank you.

CAIRO SHOOTING:

"THE SIXTH DAY" 1986

I like dancing and singing.

Besides i like

playing.

I like doing so much things. It is

impossible to explain all of them.

-Someone in your life?

-Yes.

-What's his name?

-Michel.

How old is Michel?

-Wow! Your husband?

That's not possible.

I will make up for my death.

Is it true you've

already died once?

Not quite.

Is it scary?

No. It's like a dream.

We're late, Hassan.

You have to come and get ready.

-How cheeky you are!

-Hurry up.

A welcome worthy of

a head of state...

...was reserved for

international singer Dalida.

Star of the hit film The Sixth Day

directed by Youssef Chahine.

What an idea of Chahine's,

sending us this way!

I wanted to see our house.

I know, but we didn't need

a convertible!

Stop gesticulating!

-Bruno look.

-Thank you.

-You musn't allow this people.

-Relax a little.

It's wonderful.

They're here for us.

Thank you!

-Are you happy?

-Yes.

-You like music?

-Yes.

But I warn you,

I don't want to hear you.

Total silence when they practice.

Alright?

Well done.

Come here.

Come.

You'll eat when we get home.

-What are you doing here alone?

-Bruno.

I'm sorry, you

could have called me.

-How are you?

-We could have eaten together.

So you ate alone? You're mad.

-Well?

-Everything's fine.

I talked to the producers

of the musical "Cleopatra".

It's all good.

They assured me it's going ahead.

-I'm glad.

-Good.

Want a cigarette?

I have to stop.

I don't care.

I have something for you.

-Really? What's that?

-Yes.

I made it myself.

-You made it yourself?

-Yes.

It's fabulous.

Gorgeous!

It's beautiful. Well done!

So you think of me.

I always think of you,

you know that.

Shall we eat together tomorrow?

Tomorrow I'm going

to see a play with Michel.

-Oh yes, I'd forgotten.

-Yes.

Good. So we'll meet

for Sunday lunch.

With pleasure.

-As usual.

-Yes.

Can we get a glass

of wine in here?

-Graziano!

-Be right with you.

He's coming.

Here.

-I have to stop.

-So you said.

-I'm going to stop.

-I know.

Me too!

Do you love me?

Yes.

-Is Michel picking you up?

-Yes.

-Shall I wait?

-No need, thank you, Jacqueline.

You're sure

you don't want me to stay?

No, he'll sleep over.

-Okay. Have a nice evening!

-You too.

Jacqueline,

don't wake me in the morning.

All right.

So as not to live alone

You live with a dog

You live with roses

Or with a cross

So as not to live alone

You invent a scenario

You love a memory

A shadow, anything

So as not to live alone

You live for the spring

And when the spring is done

Till the next springtime comes

So as not to live alone

I love and wait for you

To have the illusion

Of not living alone

Of not living alone

So as not to live alone

Girls fall in love with girls

And now we're seeing boys

Marrying other boy

So as not to live alon

Others have children

Children who are alone

Like all children

So as not to live alone

We build cathedrals

Where those who are alone

Can hang on to their star

So as not to live alone

I love and wait for you

To give the illusion

Of not living alone

So as not to live alone

You find yourself some friends

And invite them round

When the boredom descends

You live for your money

For your dreams, your palaces

But no one's ever made

A two-seater casket

So as not to live alone

I live here with you

I am alone with you

You are alone with me

So as not to live alone

You live like those who want

To give the illusion

Of not living alone

Life is unbearable

Forgive me.

Come. But do not

come when I'm alone

I want them to fall behind me

I want them to fall behind me

Come. But do not

come when I'm alone

I who chose everything in my life

I want to choose my death as well

There are those who want

Die on a rainy day

And others in bright sunlight

There are those who want to

Die alone in bed

Quiet in their sleep

I want to die on stage

In front of projectors

Yes, I want to die on stage

Heart open all in color

Die without the slightest pain

At the last rendez-vous

I want to die on stage

Singing till the end

Come. But do not

come when I'm alone

We both already know

We almost met, remember

Come. But do not

come when I'm alone

Chose above all a gala evening

If you want to dance with me

My life has been burned under

Too much light

I cannot depart in the shadow

I want to die

Shot through lasers

Before a full house

I want to die on stage

In front of projectors

Yes, I want to die on stage

Heart open all in color

Die without the slightest pain

At the last rendez-vous

I want to die on stage

Singing till the end

Die without the slightest pain

In a well-orchestrated death

I want to die on stage

This is where I was born

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