Alejandro
Beer in hand. A Pilsner Urquell
vom Fass. Haben Sie Fueur?
Ja. I light my cigarette too.
Il commence, le film.
Red. Red. Red. Red then
White. Il doit partir en
Europe. Il est un poète.
der Dichter.
I want to be a poet.
Leave all this desolation dirt behind.
Una poeta. Comme lui. I take
a drag. The pilsner cut in half.
I feel briefly my setting. Away
from the screen juste un moment.
The stars are out. I see them
quiver on the Spree. I see my
breathe. A few Germans heaven't
stopped talking behind me.
Somewhere back there.
Oh, but here! here, they're dancing.
Lui et Lui. él y él. Look at them,
Look at them, they're dancing!