Mogenrødens jule-ønskekoncert 12: Til apachedans med Mendés-France Musette-trioen sætter ind og alle vugger med

Today’s soloist: Mendès-France Naa, where it was grumbling with school knowledge when Mendès-France came to visit. Vous êtes from Pari’. asked the conductor, yes je suis saamemen born in Aarhu’. Then there was evidence that the conversation would stop, but then the mouse-trio set and Mendés-France grabbed Lis and threw her around in a passionate apachedance. - It goes as a foot in the hose, she said, pushing one shoe off. When France has changed the government so often and missed the right balance, it was almost certainly quiet and gentle - that everything was desperate and went really bad, and one lacked Monsieur Mendés-France. He is a Napoleon, albeit small, who grabs every chance. He drinks only milk. It’s out in that blah. When wine is cheap, who can understand that you follow Monsieur Mendés-France? But the case is the - in confidential words - that the world is li 'as in trance. He is sitting by the handlebar, keeping his rudder. We all pay tribute to him, our overall choir with b o n j o u r and with V i v e l a F r a n c e.