More songs by Claude
Description
The words seem to be thrown in your face, like coins into a vending machine that still doesn't give you what you want. The conversation turns into a wall, and in response - only the echo of one's own doubts. And behind this noise is one obsessive thought, simple and childish in essence: ‘Where is love?’
The song sounds like walking in circles - either an admission of powerlessness or an attempt to get through, to shout over the silence. The heart, overflowing to the brim, spills over, but the interlocutor seems deaf. And from this, the question ‘what if we are lost forever?’ becomes not a metaphor, but the most acute truth of the moment.
In the end, there remains a feeling that someone is sitting opposite, looking into your eyes and demanding an honest answer - but the answer still slips away, dissolves into thin air, leaving only a slight taste of something left unsaid and a stubborn ‘keep looking.’
Production company: Reye Films.
Director: Yentl Vlahos
Producer: Marinka Esseling
Assistant Producer: Joshua Nahar
Executive Producer: Yentl Vlahos
Cinematographer: Ruben Weinheimer
1st AC: Yuma Ekman
Master: Timo Van Lierop
Best Boy: Dave Hendrix
Illustrator: Jamie Kuijpers
Stylist: Saskia van der Linden
Stylist Assistant: Tess Mollema
Make-up Artist and Hair Stylist: Anisha Dinmohamed
Make-up Artist and Hair Stylist Assistant: Mi Yi Cheong
Choreographer and Movement Director: Kirsten de Vos
Choreographer Assistant: Valerie Schlueter
Lyrics and translation
Original
Kijk me aan als ik tegen je praat. Regarde-moi, s'il vous plaît.
Ik ben zo klaar met die haat. Ouais, ouais.
Weet je wel wat je tegen me zegt? Dis-moi, qu'est-ce que tu penses?
Zeg me, meen je je woorden echt? En is er geen kans voor jou en mij?
Zijn we verloren? Zijn we kwijt?
Want elke dag voel ik de vraag: waar is de liefde, liefde?
Amour, amour, amour, amour, oh-oh.
Amour, amour. Mais il connaît des ondes d'avril pour toujours.
Amour. Yo-yo. Amour. Amour. Amour. Ooh, béla. Amour.
Yo-yo. Amour. Amour. Amour.
Oui, pleure pas, ta zouk je cherche pour toujours.
Regardez-moi. Regarde-moi. Kijk naar mij. Oui, si je te parle.
Er is zoveel wat ik wil zeggen, dus ik zeg het in iedere taal.
Wat ik voel, voel. Want mijn hart loopt helemaal over. Ooh.
Is er geen kans voor jou en mij?
Zijn we verloren? Zijn we kwijt?
Want elke dag voel ik de vraag: waar is de liefde, liefde?
Amour, amour, amour, amour, oh-oh.
Amour, amour. Mais il connaît des ondes d'avril pour toujours.
Amour. Yo-yo. Amour. Amour. Amour. Ooh, béla. Amour.
Yo-yo. Amour. Amour. Amour.
Oui, pleure pas, ta zouk je cherche pour toujours.
Oui, je veux de l'amour chaque jour, pour toujours.
Oui, je veux de l'amour chaque jour, pour toujours.
Amour, amour. Oui, pleure pas, ta zouk je cherche pour toujours.
English translation
Look at me when I talk to you. Regarde-moi, s'il vous plaît.
I'm so done with this hate. Ouais, ouais.
Do you even know what you're saying to me? Dis-moi, qu'est-ce que tu penses?
Tell me, do you really mean your words? And is there no chance for you and me?
Are we lost? Are we lost?
Because every day I feel the question: where is the love, love?
Amour, amour, amour, amour, oh-oh.
Amour, amour. I have learned a lot about the experience of life.
Amour. Yo-yo. Amour. Amour. Amour. Ooh, bela. Amour.
Yo-yo. Amour. Amour. Amour.
Oui, pleure pas, ta wouk je cherche pour toujours.
Regardez-moi. Regarde-moi. Look at me. Oui, si je te parle.
There's so much I want to say, so I'll say it in every language.
What I feel, feel. Because my heart is completely overflowing. Ooh.
Is there no chance for you and me?
Are we lost? Are we lost?
Because every day I feel the question: where is the love, love?
Amour, amour, amour, amour, oh-oh.
Amour, amour. I have learned a lot about the experience of life.
Amour. Yo-yo. Amour. Amour. Amour. Ooh, bela. Amour.
Yo-yo. Amour. Amour. Amour.
Oui, pleure pas, ta wouk je cherche pour toujours.
Oui, je veux de l'amour chaque jour, pour toujours.
Oui, je veux de l'amour chaque jour, pour toujours.
Amour, amour. Oui, pleure pas, ta wouk je cherche pour toujours.