The girl on the balcony enchants the 14th district with a few guitar chords

Saturday, 11:30 am, the spring sun has managed to rise enough to illuminate some of the cobblestones of the villa, it is more than time to go out for a walk in the 14th district in order to…

…savouring the calm of the small cobbled streets, with the gutter transformed into a small stream, watering place for the pigeons that have flown away.

…appreciate the play of light and shadow on the old cobblestones that have been used for over a century to get to the church, the carpenter’s workshop, the house or the building.

…marvel at the contrast created by a street that turns at right angles to the south and, if you look up, taste the azure blue sky that spreads out like a veil over the two rows of buildings.

.look up at the corner of rue Montbrun and discover a building half awake, the inhabitants of the first two floors enjoying a good lie-in, and the others the sun.

…take a firm step into the passage of the same name to cross the shadows until you find the sun waiting at the next crossroads.

…passing imaginary bicycles for lack of real cyclists bumping along the pavement and being seized by the silence and sleepy tranquillity of the 14th district stretching behind its shutters.

…enjoy the spring which, after discreetly popping up here and there, is now settling in more openly, a little everywhere in the neighbourhood.

…, Place de la Commanderie, to admire the gardening efforts of the neighbours, embellishing the foot of the trees with small yellow spots from brave daffodils.

…enter rue Bézout and walk up to avenue Leclerc where a few shops are lined up under the surveillance of a proud Haussmannian building.

…perceive a few guitar chords, look up and see a staff, a hand and a few hairs sticking out of the wrought iron of the last balcony.

.raise your head, listen to a voice that rises, in a few moments feel that the world capsizes, and throw yourself on your smartphone to immortalize the moment… but where the hell is the « film » function?

…start the Villa d’Orléans party with all the onlookers looking up to the balcony, from which the words of a catchy song flow.

…watching the passers-by who stop for the time of this song which invites to dance and who, amazed and astonished, immortalize this unexpected waterfall.

…seize this magical moment, glance at other onlookers who are approaching.

No doubt, here she is again, the girl on the balcony. She had enchanted the neighbourhood during the first lockdown, and now she’s back to make us dream for a song.

In this period of social and cultural drought, how can we not try to collect these few notes that escape from the balcony like a life-giving spring?

Little by little, shyly, the neighbourhood takes on the air of a village festival, carried away by this air that is so shy, so light and yet so captivating.

This is an opportunity to exchange a few words: what is this music? what do the lyrics say? why there and now?… it’s the magic of HK’s song: We want to keep dancing again…

A little tune that will stay in your head, a little unexpected interlude, a little arrhythmia in the routine… could it be a breath of happiness in perspective for the rest of the week…

The fishmonger and the greengrocer leave their stalls for a while… but not their aprons: it’s not a revolution… not yet, but it invites us to see life differently.

It’s so easy to share good moments, you just have to forget for a moment what is necessary and let yourself be carried away by what is indispensable… work gives you something to live for, music tells you why to live!

Thanks to the brave bird who kindly shared the stolen photo of the girl on the balcony…

… the one who embraces passers-by with her warm voice and takes them a little higher thanks to a tune and a few lyrics by HK.

Thank you HK for this song that went viral in a few months and thank you to the girl on the balcony for re-enchanting this little corner of the neighbourhood on this Saturday afternoon!