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Grosses Bises
Quand Violette tente de prendre le bus un jour de grève, elle se sent bien seule... Mais c'est sans compter sur son prince charmant qui vient voler à son secours.
Pour connaître la langue des jeunes d'aujourd'hui, voici ques activités intéressantes proposées par des étudiants en master de français langue étrangère de l'université de Grenoble.
- Qu'est-ce qu'une Palme d'or? - Lisez sur le site Allôcine les synopsis des films qui ont gagné la Palme d'or, puis choisissez-en un. POURQUOI AVEZ-VOUS CHOISI CE FILM?
Depuis le temps que je patiente Dans cette chambre noire J'entends qu'on s'amuse et qu'on chante Au bout du couloir ; Quelqu'un a touché le verrou Et j'ai plongé vers le grand jour J'ai vu les fanfares, les barrières Et les gens autour
Dans les premiers moments j'ai cru Qu'il fallait seulement se défendre Mais cette place est sans issue Je commence à comprendre Ils ont refermé derrière moi Ils ont eu peur que je recule Je vais bien finir par l'avoir Cette danseuse ridicule...
Est-ce que ce monde est sérieux ? Est-ce que ce monde est sérieux ? Andalousie je me souviens Les prairies bordées de cactus Je ne vais pas trembler devant Ce pantin, ce minus ! Je vais l'attraper, lui et son chapeau Les faire tourner comme un soleil
Ce soir la femme du torero Dormira sur ses deux oreilles Est-ce que ce monde est sérieux ? Est-ce que ce monde est sérieux ? J'en ai poursuivi des fantômes Presque touché leurs ballerines Ils ont frappé fort dans mon cou Pour que je m'incline
Ils sortent d'où ces acrobates Avec leurs costumes de papier ? J'ai jamais appris à me battre Contre des poupées Sentir le sable sous ma tête C'est fou comme ça peut faire du bien J'ai prié pour que s'arrête Andalousie je me souviens
Je les entends rire comme je râle Je les vois danser comme je succombe Je pensais pas qu'on puisse autant S'amuser autour d'une tombe Est-ce que ce monde est sérieux ? Est-ce que ce monde est sérieux ? Si, si hombre, hombre Baila, baila
Hay que bailar de nuevo Y mataremos otros Otras vidas, otros toros Y mataremos otros Venga, venga a bailar... Y mataremos otros
En el tiempo que llevo esperando en esta habitación negra Oigo como se divierten y como cantan Al final del corredor Alguien ha abierto la puerta Y me he encontrado en el gran día He visto las fanfarrias, las vallas Y la gente alrededor
En el primer momento he creído Que sólo hacía falta defenderse Pero esta plaza no tiene salida Empiezo a comprender Han vuelto ha cerrar detrás de mi Han tenido miedo que retrocediera Al final nos las tendremos con Este bailarín ridículo…
¿Acaso es serio este mundo? ¿Acaso es serio este mundo? Andalucía, ya me acuerdo Aquellos prados bordeados de cactus ¡No voy a temblar no delante De este payaso, de este enclenque! Lo voy a coger, a él y a su gorrito Los haré girar como una noria
Esta noche la mujer del torero Dormirá sobre sus dos orejas ¿Acaso es serio este mundo? ¿Acaso es serio este mundo? Ya he perseguido a fantasmas de estos Hasta rozar sus bailarinas Me han golpeado duro en el cuello Para que me incline
¿De dónde salen estos acróbatas Con sus trajes de papel? Nunca he aprendido a pelearme Con muñecos Sentir la espada bajo mi cabeza Es de locos que esto pueda gustar He pregado para que todo parara Andalucía, ya me acuerdo
Los oigo reirse mientras agononizo Los veo bailar mientras yo muero No pensaba que se pudiera pasar Tan bien alrededor de una tumba ¿Acaso es serio este mundo? ¿Acaso es serio este mundo? Si, si hombre, hombre Baila, baila
Hay que bailar de nuevo Y mataremos otros Otras vidas, otros toros Y mataremos otros Venga, venga a bailar... Y mataremos otros
Florence FORESTI: Clotilde - Les portables pour enfants Sketch de Florence Foresti à On a tout essayé. Elle y incarne Clotilde, la lycéenne « super vénère », qui vient protester contre les téléphones portables destinés aux jeunes enfants...
Anne Roumanoff: la Lycéenne: la drague des ados Préoccupations d'ado : les cours au lycée et la drague par SMS, textos... Pas étonnant que les profs les interdisent pendant les cours. Trop pas juste! (Follement Roumanoff - décembre 2003)
Anne Roumanoff : Le bac philo
Sketch d'Anne Roumanoff dans lequel elle décrit ses déboires avec l'informatique et internet
La langue française: bases de données France-terme: tous les termes publié au journal officiel par la Commission général de la terminologie et de néologie.
La langue des jeunes: Activités Sites de language SMS:1, 2
Pour connaître la langue des jeunes d'aujourd'hui, voici ques activités intéressantes proposées par des étudiants en master de français langue étrangère de l'université de Grenoble.
Qu'est-ce que j'ai trouvé d'intéressant aujourd'hui sur notre ami la Net? Eh, bien voici. Le top 10 des auteurs les plus cités (résultats du questionnaire, avis, classement alphabétique )
1 Antoine de Saint Exupéry 6 Jean-Marie G. Le Clézio 2 Albert Camus 7 Éric-Emmanuel Schmitt 3 Victor Hugo 8 Anna Gavalda 4 Jacques Prévert 9 Amin Maalouf 5 Charles Baudelaire 10 Guy de Maupassant
Sur le forum de Franc-parler, il y a aussi d'autres bonnes idées, BDs aussi. J'ai essayé de faire une liste avec tout ce qui est était dit et voici le résultat. Je la complèterai petit à petit:
Niveau A2 :
Jacques Prévert
Niveau A2-B1 :
La petite fille de Monsieur Linh de Philippe Claudel Patrick Cauvin, E=MC² mon amour Le Petit Nicolas Fournier, Où on va, Papa ? Tintin Philippe Delerm, La première gorgée de bière Joann Sfar, Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Le petit prince (BD) Le tablier Bleu(entre roman et nouvelle) ed. Alternatives
Niveau B1 :
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Le petit prince Eric-Emmanuel Schmitt, Oscar et la dame rose Eric Orsenna, La grammaire est une chanson douce Marc Lévy, Sept jours pour une éternité Marc Lévy, Où es-tu? Jean-Marie Gustave Le Clézio, Le Poisson d'or Guillaume Musso, Et après Didier Van Cauwelaert, L'éducation d'une fée Catherine Cusset, Un brillant avenir Jean-Paul Dubois, Tous les matins je me lève Anna Gavalda, Je voudrais que quelqu'un m'attende quelque part Patrick Poivre d'Arvor, Petit homme Marguerite Duras, Un barrage contre le Pacifique Raymond Queneau, Exercices de style René Barjavel, La nuit des temps Ionesco, La Cantatrice chauve Marie Célie Agnant, La maison devant la mer ( une des 5 nouvelles du recueil "Le silence comme le sang; on peut lire et écouter le texte sur internet; mais aussi edition papier : éd. remue Ménage, Montréal; touche la situation en Haïti) La nouvelle Alexis (éd. Hurtubise, Montreal), évocation, à travers un épisode de la vie d'un jeune ado, des camps d'internement des sans papiers... ailleurs qu'en France Rosinksi et Van Hamme, Thorgal (BD) Abolin, Pont, Où le regard ne porte pas... (BD) Geluck, Le Chat (BD)
Niveau B1-B2 :
Delphine de Vigan, No et Moi (actuel), ed Poche (notre regard sur une SDF de 17 ans) J F Sonnay, Les Contes du tapis béchir (une progression simple et poétique dans un environnement merveilleux mais fondé sur l'actualité) ed. Campiche (Suisse)
Niveau B2 : Tonino Benacquista, Malavita Jules Verne, Le Tour du monde en 80 jours Annie Ernaux, La Place Amélie Nothomb, Antéchrista M. Condé, Le coeur à rire et à pleurer Leïla Sebbar, La jeune fille au ballon (nouvelles) Joseph Joffo, Un sac de billes Didier Van Cauwelaert, La demi-pensionnaire Marguerite Duras, L'amant Alain Mabanckou, Bleu, blanc, rouge Patrick Chamoiseau, Texaco Tahar Ben Jelloun, Partir Assia Djebbar, Fantasia Patrick Modiano, Pedigree. Azouz Begag, Le Gône du Chaâba Françoise Sagan, Bonjour tristesse Aimé Césaire, Cahier d'un retour au pays natal Pierre Daninos, Les Carnets du Major Thompson Daniel Pennac, Messieurs les enfants Olivier Adam, Je vais bien, ne t'en fais pas Daniel Pennac, Au bonheur des ogres Dumas et Moissard, Contes à l'envers René Barjavel, Le voyageur imprudent Hugo Pratt, Corto Maltese (BD) Goscinny, Uderzo, Asterix et Obelix (BD) Vance, Van Hamme, XIII (BD) Zep, Titeuf (BD)
Niveau C1
A. Makhine, Le testament français Y. Kadur, L'écrivain Faïza Guène, Kiffe kiffe demain Laurence Cossé, Le mobilier national Chahdortt Djavann, Comment peut-on être français ? Daniel Pennac, Chagrin d'école Georges Perec, La disparition Raymond Queneau, Zazie dans le métro
Conseils de lecture par René Ernst,professeur de lettres modernes au lycée Chrestien de Troyes à Troyes
Une copine m'a envoyé cette vidéo par mèl et il me semble que je dois la poster inmédiatement. Il est si beau et ça peut être le début de quelques belles réflexions.
The Known Universe takes viewers from the Himalayas through our atmosphere and the inky black of space to the afterglow of the Big Bang. Every star, planet, and quasar seen in the film is possible because of the world's most complete four-dimensional map of the universe, the Digital Universe Atlas that is maintained and updated by astrophysicists at the American Museum of Natural History. The new film, created by the Museum, is part of an exhibition, Visions of the Cosmos: From the Milky Ocean to an Evolving Universe, at the Rubin Museum of Art in Manhattan through May 2010.
Data: Digital Universe, American Museum of Natural History http://www.haydenplanetarium.org/univ...
Visualization Software: Uniview by SCISS
Director: Carter Emmart Curator: Ben R. Oppenheimer Producer: Michael Hoffman Executive Producer: Ro Kinzler Co-Executive Producer: Martin Brauen Manager, Digital Universe Atlas: Brian Abbott
Volterre: Ressources Langues et Linguistiques Anglaises et Françaises
Activités et ressources pour le français de spécialité (Chambre du commerce et de l'industrie de Paris): * le monde des affaires * le monde du tourisme et de l'hôtellerie * le monde juridique * le monde scientifique et technique
She's from a world Of popcorn and candy Pony rides for a dime Little children laughing
I'm from a world Of disapointments and confusions But I want her to be mine I started talking She kept on walking She disappeared into the crowd
I lost my heart On the carousel To a circus girl Who left my heart in pieces Lost my heart On The carousel To a circus girl Who ran away.
I was the clown And she was the dancer We both knew it wouldn't work But we took our chances What I can't recall Is if there was a girl at all Or was it my imagination? I still remember All of those faces And now all I have is memories.
I lost my heart On the carousel To a circus girl Who left my heart in pieces Lost my heart On The carousel To a circus girl Who ran away.
Two different people In love for an instant To see that the circus came today Sometimes I can hear her crying here And I can hear her calling me.
Don't you know? I lost my heart On the carousel To a circus girl Who left my heart in pieces Lost my heart On The carousel To a circus girl Who ran away
I'm Gonna Make A Change, For Once In My Life It's Gonna Feel Real Good, Gonna Make A Difference Gonna Make It Right . . .
As I, Turn Up The Collar On My Favourite Winter Coat This Wind Is Blowin' My Mind I See The Kids In The Street, With Not Enough To Eat Who Am I, To Be Blind? Pretending Not To See Their Needs A Summer's Disregard, A Broken Bottle Top And A One Man's Soul They Follow Each Other On The Wind Ya' Know 'Cause They Got Nowhere To Go That's Why I Want You To Know
I'm Starting With The Man In The Mirror I'm Asking Him To Change His Ways And No Message Could Have Been Any Clearer If You Wanna Make The World A Better Place (If You Wanna Make The World A Better Place) Take A Look At Yourself, And Then Make A Change (Take A Look At Yourself, And Then Make A Change) (Na Na Na, Na Na Na, Na Na, Na Nah)
I've Been A Victim Of A Selfish Kind Of Love It's Time That I Realize That There Are Some With No Home, Not A Nickel To Loan Could It Be Really Me, Pretending That They're Not Alone?
A Willow Deeply Scarred, Somebody's Broken Heart And A Washed-Out Dream (Washed-Out Dream) They Follow The Pattern Of The Wind, Ya' See Cause They Got No Place To Be That's Why I'm Starting With Me (Starting With Me!)
I'm Starting With The Man In The Mirror (Ooh!) I'm Asking Him To Change His Ways (Ooh!) And No Message Could Have Been Any Clearer If You Wanna Make The World A Better Place (If You Wanna Make The World A Better Place) Take A Look At Yourself And Then Make A Change (Take A Look At Yourself And Then Make A Change)
I'm Starting With The Man In The Mirror (Ooh!) I'm Asking Him To Change His Ways (Change His Ways-Ooh!) And No Message Could've Been Any Clearer If You Wanna Make The World A Better Place (If You Wanna Make The World A Better Place) Take A Look At Yourself And Then Make That . . . (Take A Look At Yourself And Then Make That . . .) Change!
I'm Starting With The Man In The Mirror, (Man In The Mirror-Oh Yeah!) I'm Asking Him To Change His Ways (Better Change!) No Message Could Have Been Any Clearer (If You Wanna Make The World A Better Place) (Take A Look At Yourself And Then Make The Change) (You Gotta Get It Right, While You Got The Time) ('Cause When You Close Your Heart) You Can't Close Your . . .Your Mind! (Then You Close Your . . . Mind!) That Man, That Man, That Man, That Man With That Man In The Mirror (Man In The Mirror, Oh Yeah!) That Man, That Man, That Man I'm Asking Him To Change His Ways (Better Change!) You Know . . .That Man No Message Could Have Been Any Clearer If You Wanna Make The World A Better Place (If You Wanna Make The World A Better Place) Take A Look At Yourself And Then Make A Change (Take A Look At Yourself And Then Make A Change) Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Na Na Na, Na Na Na, Na Na, Na Nah (Oh Yeah!) Gonna Feel Real Good Now! Yeah Yeah! Yeah Yeah! Yeah Yeah! Na Na Na, Na Na Na, Na Na, Na Nah (Ooooh . . .) Oh No, No No . . . I'm Gonna Make A Change It's Gonna Feel Real Good! Come On! (Change . . .) Just Lift Yourself You Know You've Got To Stop It. Yourself! (Yeah!-Make That Change!) I've Got To Make That Change, Today! Hoo! (Man In The Mirror) You Got To You Got To Not Let Yourself . . . Brother . . . Hoo! (Yeah!-Make That Change!) You Know-I've Got To Get That Man, That Man . . . (Man In The Mirror) You've Got To You've Got To Move! Come On! Come On! You Got To . . . Stand Up! Stand Up! Stand Up! (Yeah-Make That Change) Stand Up And Lift Yourself, Now! (Man In The Mirror) Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Aaow! (Yeah-Make That Change) Gonna Make That Change . . . Come On! (Man In The Mirror) You Know It! You Know It! You Know It! You Know . . . (Change . . .) Make That Change.
And I'm not sorry (I'm not sorry) It's human nature [it's human nature] And I'm not sorry [I'm not sorry] I'm not your bitch don't hang your shit on me [it's human nature]
You wouldn't let me say the words I longed to say You didn't want to see life through my eyes [Express yourself, don't repress yourself] You tried to shove me back inside your narrow room And silence me with bitterness and lies [Express yourself, don't repress yourself]
Did I say something wrong? Oops, I didn't know I couldn't talk about sex [I musta been crazy] Did I stay too long? Oops, I didn't know I couldn't speak my mind [What was I thinking?]
Chorus:
And I'm not sorry (I'm not sorry) It's human nature [it's human nature] And I'm not sorry [I'm not sorry] I'm not your bitch don't hang your shit on me [it's human nature]
You punished me for telling you my fantasies I'm breaking all the rules I didn't make (Express yourself, don't repress yourself) You took my words and made a trap for silly fools You held me down and tried to make me break [Express yourself, don't repress yourself]
Bridge:
Did I say something true? Oops, I didn't know I couldn't talk about sex [I must have been crazy] Did I have a point of view? Oops, I didn't know I couldn't talk about you [What was I thinking?]
Chorus:
And I'm not sorry (I'm not sorry) It's human nature [it's human nature] And I'm not sorry [I'm not sorry] I'm not your bitch don't hang your shit on me [it's human nature]
Did I say something true? Oops, I didn't know I couldn't talk about sex (I must have been crazy) Did I have a point of view? Oops, I didn't know I couldn't talk about you (What was I thinking?)
Chorus
And I'm not sorry (I'm not sorry) It's human nature [it's human nature] And I'm not sorry [I'm not sorry] I'm not your bitch don't hang your shit on me [it's human nature]
Chorus2
And I'm not sorry [I'm not apologizing] It's human nature [Would it sound better if I were a man?] And I'm not sorry [You're the one with the problem] I'm not your bitch don't hang your shit on me [Why don't you just deal with it]
Chorus 3
And I'm not sorry [Would you like me better if I was?] It's human nature [We all feel the same way] And I'm not sorry [I have no regrets] I'm not your bitch don't hang your shit on me [Just look in the mirror]
Chorus 4
And I'm not sorry [I don't have to justify anything] It's human nature [I'm just like you] And I'm not sorry [Why should I be?] I'm not your bitch don't hang your shit on me[Deal with it]
Stranger in Moscow
Smooth Criminal
Beat It
Thriller
It's close to midnight and something evil's lurking in the dark Under the moonlight you see a sight that almost stops your heart You try to scream but terror takes the sound before you make it You start to freeze as horror looks you right between the eyes, You're paralyzed
'Cause this is thriller, thriller night And no one's gonna save you from the beast about to strike You know it's thriller, thriller night You're fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight
You hear the door slam and realize there's nowhere left to run You feel the cold hand and wonder if you'll ever see the sun You close your eyes and hope that this is just imagination But all the while you hear the creature creepin' up behind You're out of time
'Cause this is thriller, thriller night There ain't no second chance against the thing with forty eyes You know it's thriller, thriller night You're fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight
Night creatures call And the dead start to walk in their masquerade There's no escapin' the jaws of the alien this time (they're open wide) This is the end of your life
They're out to get you, there's demons closing in on every side They will possess you unless you change the number on your dial Now is the time for you and I to cuddle close together All thru the night I'll save you from the terrors on the screen, I'll make you see
That it's a thriller, thriller night 'Cause I can thrill you more than any ghost would dare to try Girl, this is thriller, thriller night So let me hold you tight and share a killer, diller, chiller, Thriller here tonight
(Rap performed by Vincent Price) Darkness falls across the land The midnite hour is close at hand Creatures crawl in search of blood To terrorize y'awl's neighborhood And whosoever shall be found Without the soul for getting down Must stand and face the hounds of hell And rot inside a corpse's shell The foulest stench is in the air The funk of forty thousand years And grizzly ghouls from every tomb Are closing in to seal your doom And though you fight to stay alive Your body starts to shiver For no mere mortal can resist The evil of the thriller
Now the king told the boogie men You have to let that raga drop The oil down the desert way Has been shakin' to the top The sheik he drove his Cadillac He went a' cruisin' down the ville The muezzin was a' standing On the radiator grille
CHORUS Sharif don't like it Rockin the casbah Rock the casbah Sharif don't like it Rockin the Casbah Rock the Casbah
By order of the prophet We ban that boogie sound Degenerate the faithful With that crazy Casbah sound But the Bedouin they brought out The electric kettle drum The local guitar picker Got his guitar picking thumb As soon as the sherif Had cleared the square They began to wail
CHORUS
Now over at the temple Oh! They really pack 'em in The in crowd say it's cool To dig this chanting thing But as the wind changed direction The temple band took five The crowd caught a wiff Of that crazy Casbah jive
CHORUS
The king called up his jet fighters He said you better earn your pay Drop your bombs between the minarets Down the Casbah way
As soon as Sharif was Chauffeured outta there The jet pilots tuned to The cockpit radio blare
As soon as Sharif was Outta their hair The jet pilots wailed
Chorus
Sharif don't like it Rock the casbah (He thinks it's not kosher) Rock the casbah Sharif don't like it Rock the Casbah (Fundamentally he can't take it.) Rock the Casbah Sharif don't like it Rock the Casbah (You know he really hates it.) Rock the Casbah
Rachid Taha
Tica
Cheb Khaled ft. Faudel & Rachid Taha - Abdel Kader