Un oranger sur le sol espagnol…
Oranges. Picture taken an hour ago in Ciutadella Park, to which I will come back in the next few posts. Oranges in winter…
The post title refers to an old french song, about the impossibility of having orange trees in Ireland. Was sung by Bourvil. Eons ago.
Barcelona Daily Photo 
A tree like that, is ONE of many reasons Norwegian people, who have the time and money. go and sometimes even move to Spain….
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March 17, 2010 at 11:19 pm
And here are the lyrics:
Un oranger sur le sol irlandais,
On ne le verra jamais
Un jour de neige embaumé de lilas,
Jamais on ne le verra
Qu’est-ce que ça peut faire ?
Qu’est-ce que ça peut faire ?
Je dors auprès de toi.
Près de la rivière
Où notre chaumière
Bat comme un cœur plein de joie !
Un oranger sur le sol irlandais,
On ne le verra jamais ;
Mais dans mes bras
Quelqu’un d’autre que toi
Jamais on ne le verra
Qu’est-ce que ça peut faire ?
Qu’est-ce que ça peut faire ?
Je dors auprès de toi.
L’eau de la rivière
Pleure la bruyère
Et ton sommeil est à moi !
Un oranger sur le sol irlandais,
On ne le verra jamais.
Un jour de neige embaumé de lilas,
Jamais on ne le verra.
Qu’est-ce que ça peut faire ?
Qu’est-ce que ça peut faire ?
Toi, tu seras toujours là !
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March 17, 2010 at 5:00 pm
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March 17, 2010 at 4:57 pm
Yep you're right. We both had citrus on the brain didn't we? Those oranges do look yummy!
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March 17, 2010 at 5:12 am
Looks like the tree in my garden. Makes one glad that there are still round things, that connects the world.
Please have you all a wonderful, sweet tasting Wednesday.
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March 17, 2010 at 12:29 am
Lovely! Our oranges are usually ready to eat by Christmas. However, this year many of the oranges froze as it was so cold! Which means the prices are going to skyrocket!
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March 16, 2010 at 10:25 pm
What is ironic about the song's theme is that orange is one of the Irish national colors. This also reminded «Louis» of the use James Joyce made of the symbolism of the color orange in his “A Portrait Of The Artist As A Young Man”.
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March 16, 2010 at 10:06 pm
ça ne le verrais jamais …
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March 16, 2010 at 9:41 pm
The only oranges we see here in EAGAN are in a grocery store! Zut alors!
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March 16, 2010 at 9:18 pm
mmmmmmh…they looks good…
Please send some to switzerland… 😉
Greetings
Yvi
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March 16, 2010 at 8:16 pm
no orange trees in Ireland — how appropriate for the eve of the great day for the Irish.
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March 16, 2010 at 8:16 pm
“Orange” you glad you posted this image? ( : Sorry, I couldn't resist.
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March 16, 2010 at 7:53 pm
A juicy bunch up there, I don't know the song, I have to find it!
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March 16, 2010 at 7:46 pm
Hmmmm, they look juicy!
God bless you!
Cezar
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March 16, 2010 at 7:35 pm