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Niki, Céline Sallette (2024)

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The Petite Maman soundtrack is on Spotify (and probably other platforms).
Here are the lyrics to La Musique du Futur:
Des voix dâenfants chanteront de nouveaux rĂȘves Le rĂȘve dâĂȘtre enfant avec toi Le rĂȘve dâĂȘtre enfin loin de toi Le rĂȘve dâĂȘtre enfant loin de toi Le rĂȘve dâĂȘtre enfin avec toi La chanson nâaura pas peur de dire ce quâon a dans le cĆur Le rĂȘve dâĂȘtre enfant avec toi Le rĂȘve dâĂȘtre enfin loin de toi Le rĂȘve dâĂȘtre enfant loin de toi Le rĂȘve dâĂȘtre enfin avec toi La chanson nâaura pas peur de dire ce quâon a sur le cĆur Si mon cĆur est dans ton cĆur Ton cĆur Ton cĆur est dans mon cĆur Ma chanson nâaura pas peur de dire ce quâon a dans le coeur Si ton cĆur est dans mon cĆur Mon cĆur Mon cĆur est dans ton cĆur
Para One - La Jeune Fille en Feu
from this article on Slate (x):
The lyrics to âLa Jeune Fille en Feuâ do mean something, although not necessarily exactly what they were intended to. Itâs impossible to make out the whispers, but the central chant is clear enough: âNon possum fugere.â Google Translate renders that as âI am not able to escape all,â so âI cannot flee,â more or less, which would speak to both the inevitable feeling of falling in love and the way Sciammaâs characters are constrained by their time and place. In the songâs coda, the lyric is âNos resurgemus,â which means âWe rise,â also fitting for a movie about women building a space from which they can transcend their surroundings.
In one interview, Para One said that the text was written by Sciamma , and that she preferred to keep its translation and meaning a mystery. But at a recent Q&A, Sciamma says that she started with an aphorism from Thus Spake Zarathusthra and imperfectly translated it from French to Latin using Google Translate. The original aphorism is usually rendered in English as âThe higher we soar, the smaller we appear to those who cannot fly,â but reverse-engineering Sciammaâs translation is basically impossible because of the number of languages involved. For completeness sake, hereâs the original German, which has a different sentence structure than the English version:
Du gehst ĂŒber sie hinaus: aber je höher du steigst, um so kleiner sieht dich das Auge des Neides. Am meisten aber wird der Fliegende gehasst.
Itâs easy to see how you could get âNos Resurgemusâ from âwe soar,â and âflyâ and âfleeâ are equally closeâin fact, Google Translate renders âthose who cannot flyâ in English as âQui non possum fugereâ in Latin. But you donât have to get into the weeds of translation to suss out the songâs meaning: The aphorism is about transcending the people and things that hold you down, and so is âLa Jeunne Fille en Feu.â Whatâs so remarkable about its use in Portrait of a Lady on Fire is the way the song embodies its own meaning, creating and delimiting a liberating space right at the filmâs center. The parsimonious use of music in the rest of the film makes the bonfire scene completely overwhelming for characters and audience alike, so intense that it is almost unbearable. The music is beautiful, it is transporting, it is rapturous. As though the pure, clear notes of the choir could shatter everything that binds Marianne and HĂ©loĂŻse to their time and their place and their limits. As though, in the space created by music, we could be free.