This is Jasper and Alice celebrating their anniversary of when they first met. Dancing on the roof of the Cullen house.
(If anyone does wont the English version of this song to understand it more then let me know.)
Song: Complainte de la Butte by Rufus Wainwright
Jasper stood on the roof looking at Alice as the moonlight shone brightly in the clear night sky. He watched in wonder at how the moon reflected beautifully off of his loving wife. He pressed play on the CD player he had brought up with them.
La lune trop bleme pose un diademe sur tes cheveux roux La lune trop rousse de gloire eclabousse ton jupon plein d'trous La lune trop pale caresse l'opale de tes yeux blases Princesse de la rue soit la bienvenue dans mon coeur brise
Alice watched Jasper walk over to her in his fine fitting tux. She wore a stunning black cocktail dress that stuck to her curves wonderfully.
The stairways up to la butte Can make the wreched sigh While windmill wings of the moulin shelter you and I
Jasper bowed a held out his hand, Alice took it like she always did. She held his hand, and placed her other on his shoulder, whilst he placed his other on her delicate waist.
Les escaliers de la butte sont durs aux misereux Les ailes du moulin protegent les amoureux] Petite mandigotte je sens ta menotte qui cherche ma main Je sens ta poitrine et ta taille fine
Jasper slowly lead her into a slow waltz, taking each step with ease. Since being with Alice he had become quite the dancer. Alice let him guide her gracefully around the roof top.
J'oublie mon chagrin Je sens sur tes levres une odeur de fievre de gosse mal nourri Et sous ta caresse je sens une ivresse qui m'aneantit
They twirled gracefully, their eyes never leaving the others. They both smiled at each other.
The stairways up to la butte Can make the wreched sigh While windmill wings of the moulin shelter you and I
Jasper spun Alice around slowly his hand gently guiding her around and then bringing her back to him. Resuming their previous position.
Les escaliers de la butte sont durs aux misereux Les ailes du moulin protegent les amoureux] Et voila qu'elle trotte la lune qui flotte, la princesse aussi La da da da da da da da da da
Their steps in perfect timing with the music. As the music came towards its ending, Alice removed her hand from Jaspers so that she could rest both her hands on his muscular chest. Jasper wrapped his arms around her waist as he rocked her slightly.
Mes reves epanouis Les escaliers de la butte sont durs aux misereux Les ailes du moulin protegent les amoureux
As the music finished Jasper pulled away to take another bow, Alice watched him with eager eyes as he stood up straight again and pulled her close. Jasper kissed her forehead softly before capturing her lips, and kissing her tenderly and passionately.