{"id":253,"date":"2006-11-24T12:41:17","date_gmt":"2006-11-24T12:41:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/christophethibierge.com\/blogthib\/?p=253"},"modified":"2025-12-04T18:06:21","modified_gmt":"2025-12-04T17:06:21","slug":"caillou-marlboro-light","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/christophethibierge.com\/blogthib\/2006\/11\/24\/caillou-marlboro-light\/","title":{"rendered":"Caillou &#8211; Marlboro light"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"alignleft size-full\"><a href=\"https:\/\/christophethibierge.com\/blogthib\/wp-content\/uploads\/2006\/11\/QG.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" width=\"500\" height=\"333\" src=\"https:\/\/christophethibierge.com\/blogthib\/wp-content\/uploads\/2006\/11\/QG.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-6855\" srcset=\"https:\/\/christophethibierge.com\/blogthib\/wp-content\/uploads\/2006\/11\/QG.jpg 500w, https:\/\/christophethibierge.com\/blogthib\/wp-content\/uploads\/2006\/11\/QG-300x200.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">La nuit finissait<br> Au compact de l&rsquo;automne<br> Quand il faut s&rsquo;abriter<br> Avec les corsaires nocturnes<br> Qui boivent et dansent et fument<br> En attendant le jour.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"> La nuit finissait,<br> Et nous \u00e9tions une poign\u00e9e<br> Eveill\u00e9s dans les rues mouill\u00e9es.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"> Puis nous \u00e9tions deux<br> Dans un bar d&rsquo;aurore<br> cotoyant les gens de l&rsquo;aube.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"> Un verre de vin blanc<br> Et mes l\u00e8vres sur ta joue.<br> Ma fatigue derri\u00e8re les yeux,<br> Et ton envie, de parler encore.<br> Deux verres de vin blanc<br> Et mes doigts timides dans tes cheveux.<br> Mes yeux savaient<br> Ce que tes yeux me disaient.<br> Trois verres de vin blanc<br> Et la rue m&rsquo;\u00e9blouissait<br> Et toi. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>La nuit finissait Au compact de l&rsquo;automne Quand il faut s&rsquo;abriter Avec les corsaires nocturnes Qui boivent et dansent et fument En attendant le jour. La nuit finissait, Et nous \u00e9tions une poign\u00e9e Eveill\u00e9s dans les rues mouill\u00e9es. Puis nous \u00e9tions deux Dans un bar d&rsquo;aurore cotoyant les gens de l&rsquo;aube. Un verre de vin [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[12],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-253","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-caillou"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/christophethibierge.com\/blogthib\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/253","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/christophethibierge.com\/blogthib\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/christophethibierge.com\/blogthib\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/christophethibierge.com\/blogthib\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/christophethibierge.com\/blogthib\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=253"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/christophethibierge.com\/blogthib\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/253\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6857,"href":"https:\/\/christophethibierge.com\/blogthib\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/253\/revisions\/6857"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/christophethibierge.com\/blogthib\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=253"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/christophethibierge.com\/blogthib\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=253"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/christophethibierge.com\/blogthib\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=253"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}