ça plane pour moi I fell in love with him a few weeks ago, when we played a gig and after the show, the dj put on that song and on the empty dance floor, he started dancing enthusiastic "Ça Plane Pour Moi". Pretty as a bird, agile as the snow, twirling in the hall, easy and tiptoed, hovering above the earth as a gliding song. A whirling dervish reaching kemal, "Ça Plane Pour Moi".