Simple these affairs that touch the heart

Simple are the ways of love

Simple as the touch of another's hand

Simple enough for anyone to understand

But you

Simple are the ways we come apart

Simple as a babe is new

Simple as a tree and as simple as a cloud

It's as simple as the simplest things have always been

Simple as the sun and the moon and the stars in the sky

Simple are the ways we say goodbye

I live in Paris with a man named Michel Rouleau

Simple these affairs that touch the heart

Michel is fifty-three. He's an investment banker, very handsome

Charming, wealthy. The house we live in overlooks Parc Monceau

Simple are the ways of love

When I'm not making a film I get up around seven-thirty

Have breakfast with Michel, then walk, if the weather's good

To the Studio Vauquer in Place Clichy where I take a dance

Class. For lunch I generally eat in a small bar in the

Basement of the school. After lunch I take an acting class

Simple as a tree

Acting is what I care about, Guido. And Michel understands. Michel

Does not distract. I've made choices in my life. I know what I want

Simple are the ways we say goodbye

Ciao, Guido