Certain charming un-réalisabilitée

... enjoying the sunshine in Rue Bonnaffe...

Coming back to Paris (or Bordeaux, if you will): I don't think there's any chance of a serious liaison between me and French women: I just don't get them.

PS But the poignant unréalisabilite* has, like anything to do with French women, some charm and mystery about it.

...charming, but the door's gonna shut in a moment...

*Easy. I'm still working on the endings, because I want to get them.