Eiffel in France (부제 : FUNERAL BLUES ) FUNERAL BLUES Stop ALL the clocks, cut off the teletphone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead, Put cre^pe bows rouned the white necks of the public doves, Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now; put out every one: Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun; Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood; For nothing now ever come to any good. - W H Auden ( 1907-1973 ) ====================================================== 04년 겨울, 크리스 마스때 프랑스 친구와 함께 다녀왔습니다. 아무리 생각해도... 한국이 더 좋은것 같아요..^ ^