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Le jour se lève sur cette journée de septembre, et c’est ainsi que tu es la plus belle. Vide de monde, la lumière est déjà haute et frappe les habitations vêtues d’un jaune pale qui illumine les rues.

Florence.

15 novembre 2021

The light dawns on this day in September and this is when you are the most beautiful. Empty of people the light is already bright and dresses the buildings in a pale yellow that illuminates the streets.

Photos et Texte :
Natacha Roché
Mathieu Lodin

Traduction :
Textmaster

Publié le 
15 novembre 2021

Florence. Le jour se lève sur cette journée de septembre, et c’est ainsi que tu es la plus belle. Vide de monde, la lumière est déjà haute et frappe les habitations vêtues d’un jaune pâle qui illumine les rues.

Nous traversons ton cœur et nous nous éparpillons dans chacune de tes entrailles. La tête baissée, les pavés se succèdent sous nos pieds, la tête haute, nous découvrons les monuments et les œuvres d’arts de la Renaissance qui te rendent si célèbre.

Sur les berges, la douceur du matin a fait fuir la vie nocturne, et depuis le Ponte Vecchio nous observons les avirons fendre l’eau gracieusement, sans un bruit. Nous continuons l’exploration jusqu’à perdre nos jambes dans la montée de la roseraie Giardino delle Rose avant de t’observer tout entière depuis notre promontoire sous l’œil de Michelangelo.

Florence. The light dawns on this day in September and this is when you are the most beautiful. Empty of people the light is already bright and dresses the buildings in a pale yellow that illuminates the streets.

We walk through your heart and wander down your secret ways. Heads down, we see the cobbles under our feet, heads up, we discover the Renaissance monuments and works of art that make you so famous.

On the banks of the river the softness of morning has banished the nightlife, and from the Ponte Vecchio we watch the oars cleaving the water, without a sound. We continue exploring, wearing out our legs climbing to the Giardino delle Rose rose garden before admiring our view of you spread out below the promontory, under the eye of Michelangelo.

Florence. The light dawns on this day in September and this is when you are the most beautiful. Empty of people the light is already bright and dresses the buildings in a pale yellow that illuminates the streets.

We walk through your heart and wander down your secret ways. Heads down, we see the cobbles under our feet, heads up, we discover the Renaissance monuments and works of art that make you so famous.

On the banks of the river the softness of morning has banished the nightlife, and from the Ponte Vecchio we watch the oars cleaving the water, without a sound. We continue exploring, wearing out our legs climbing to the Giardino delle Rose rose garden before admiring our view of you spread out below the promontory, under the eye of Michelangelo.

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Le soleil est maintenant haut, nous abandonnons la marche pour une table en terrasse, des plats réconfortants et un café. Le monde est partout, et nous nous réfugions loin de l’agitation touristique, attendant le soir pour te découvrir à nouveau, festive et joyeuse.

Nous cédons volontiers à quelques verres de vins accompagnés de crostinis avant de rentrer à la lueur des lampadaires, pour que demain, nous recommencions.

The sun is high now, we abandon our walk for a table on a terrace, where comforting food and a coffee are waiting for us. There are people everywhere, and we hide ourselves far away from the mass of tourists, waiting for the evening to discover you once again, festive and joyful.

We succumb happily to a few glasses of wine and some crostinis before wandering back under the light of the street lamps so that tomorrow we can begin again.

The sun is high now, we abandon our walk for a table on a terrace, where comforting food and a coffee are waiting for us. There are people everywhere, and we hide ourselves far away from the mass of tourists, waiting for the evening to discover you once again, festive and joyful.

We succumb happily to a few glasses of wine and some crostinis before wandering back under the light of the street lamps so that tomorrow we can begin again.

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Destination

15 novembre 2021

Florence.

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Traduction:
Textmaster

Publié le
15 novembre 2021

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