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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Le cirque est par excellence le domaine du reve et des sensations fortes. A l'ombre des chapiteaux, les artistes fremissent ressentent, revent, s'amusent en amusant, pleurent en riant… Ils apparaissent au matin pour donner du bonheur, puis ils s'eloignent, leur mission accomplie. Vivant intensement leur ephemere quotidien, ces fils du vent jonglent avec les mots, rivalisent d'equilibre avec les sentiments, defient les lois des limites et des connaissances. Ils savent bien eux, que l'essentiel se trouve toujours au-dela des apparences. Le cirque restera toujours un poeme ambulant.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Le cirque est par excellence le domaine du reve et des sensations fortes. A l'ombre des chapiteaux, les artistes fremissent ressentent, revent, s'amusent en amusant, pleurent en riant… Ils apparaissent au matin pour donner du bonheur, puis ils s'eloignent, leur mission accomplie. Vivant intensement leur ephemere quotidien, ces fils du vent jonglent avec les mots, rivalisent d'equilibre avec les sentiments, defient les lois des limites et des connaissances. Ils savent bien eux, que l'essentiel se trouve toujours au-dela des apparences. Le cirque restera toujours un poeme ambulant.