Blood In Paris

Alas! The city of love and fine arts, the city of romantic lovely hearts, where in the bosom is a pink rose flower, the amazing and enchanting Eiffel Tower, the blue perfume of Evening in Paris, the winds feel proud on dancing in Paris where art promotes love, peace and romance, where one is free to sing and dance, where couples forget all their fears, where coral smiles can wipe the tears, wherever I look I see beauty-abundance, smiling colors and dancing fragrance, that inspire the brush, that inspire the pen, who are the extremists, are they men? What's their faith, do they believe in ethics, No, they're satanic tools, in fact, I can only condemn, that's how I react!