ooo Summer you are leaving us ....

and I will miss your tender embrace ..>:D<

vara la apus

Orele-s confuze
Coamele lor incalcite
Curg in valuri peste noi.
Infasurati in matasea ochilor tai
dorm trecutul nostru
hulubi cu glasuri de copii.
Cu fast la miezul noptii dintre noi
bate ceasul orele intoarse.
Mai stii,poate mai stii
cuvintele aurii
ce urmau o vara nesfarsita
fara urma..

in a deep solitude

My name it means nothing
my fortune is less
My future is shrouded in dark wilderness
Sunshine is far away, clouds linger on
Everything I posessed - Now they are gone

Oh where can I go to and what can I do?
Nothing can please me only thoughts are of you
You just laughed when I begged you to stay
I've not stopped crying since you went away

The world is a lonely place - you're on your own
Guess I will go home - sit down and moan.
Crying and thinking is all that I do
Memories I have remind me of you


Black Sabbath's Solitude ..and mine

message in a bottle

"Goneste orice necaz din inima ta":)
Eclesiastul

don't matter...

poem tacut

S-a facut liniste
Si am ramas doar noi
Noi doi si linistea
E totul mult mai simplu acum
Curg valuri de cristale
din ochii tai
E atata liniste in jur
Imi pare ca te-aud intai oara
Si glasul tau il recunosc
E soapta apoi e vant
si mare intr-un tarziu..

songs for my heart

...Her every small movement tells "I love you"
But you're looking for her wings among colorful frills
cause you are sure that
You saw a shadow of her wings yesterday
And that's why you built a cage
But she....
She isn't a bird can't you see that
It's not a bird
She isn't a bird
It's not a bird can't you see?? ...

a la claire fontaine

j'aime cette chanson ...

sing..sing sing ....sing...........

regele David

Prin pesteri, prin munti si prin paduri a tot fost nevoit David sa se ascunda de regele Solomon, caci acesta dorea sa-i ia viata. Unul dintre Psalmii lui vorbeste despre spaima si amaraciunea pe care o infunta orice om incoltit si fara sprijin, dar se pare ca David avea mereu un Prieten bun care nu-l lasa la greu. Intr-o lume deloc perfecta e bine sa avem un prieten perfect ca Domnul.


Ps 142
O cantare a lui David
O rugaciune facuta cand era in pestera

Cu glasul meu strig catre Domnul,
Cu glasul meu ma rog catre Domnul.
Imi vars necazul inaintea Lui,
Si-mi povestesc stramtorarea inaintea Lui.
Cand imi este mahnit duhul in mine,
Tu imi cunosti cararea.
Pe drumul pe care umblu, mi-au intins o cursa.
Arunca-Ti ochii la dreapta si priveste!
Nimeni nu ma mai cunoaste,
orice scapare este pierduta pentru mine
nimanui nu-i pasa de sufletul meu.
Doamne catre Tine strig, si zic:
Tu esti scaparea mea,
partea mea de mostenire pe pamantul celor vii.
Ia aminte la strigatele mele,
caci sunt nenorocit de tot.
Izbaveste-ma de cei ce ma prigonesc,
caci sunt mai tari decat mine.
Scoate-mi sufletul din temnita,
ca sa laud Numele Tau!
Cei neprihaniti vor veni sa ma inconjoare,
cand imi vei face bine.

Thalassa is her name

Θάλασσα
Sea

Αγκαλιά να με πάρεις θάλασσά μου εσύ
My sea, take me in your arms
τη μπορώ την αρμύρα και ας είναι πληγή.
I can handle your saltiness even though I’m wounded.
Γίνε δρόμος και μοίρα θάλασσά μου και πες
My sea, be my road and my destiny and tell me
τι σημαίνουν οι λέξεις αλλά κι οι σιωπές.
what do the words and silences mean.

Αν με ζητήσει κανείς
If anyone asks for me
δεν υπάρχω εγώ γίναμε ένα να πεις.
tell him, I don’t exist, that we becαme one.
Μέσα σου χάθηκα πια
I got lost inside you
απ’ το λίγο που ζω ας πνιγώ στα βαθιά.
with the little life which is left to me, I will drown in the open sea.
Αν με ζητήσει κανείς
If anyone asks for me
θάλασσα σώσε με κάτι να βρεις να τους πεις.
sea, save me, make up something to tell them.

Μέσα στα κύματά σου να με κρύβεις εδώ
Hide me here in your waves
από ψέμα κι ανθρώπους πλημμυρίζει ο καημός.
sorrow’s full of lie and people.

Αν με ζητήσει κανείς
If anyone asks for me
δεν υπάρχω εγώ γίναμε ένα να πεις.
tell him, I don’t exist, that we becαme one.
Μέσα σου χάθηκα πια
I got lost inside you
απ’ το λίγο που ζω ας πνιγώ στα βαθιά.
with the little life which is left to me, I will drown in the open sea.
Αν με ζητήσει κανείς
If anyone asks for me
θάλασσα σώσε με κάτι να βρεις να τους πεις.
sea, save me, make up something to tell them.

Going To California...

Elvis style

ma simt putin retro zilele astea ..

ville&kari

"Here Under the Northern Star".


Here under the North Star is our homeland now
But beyond the stars, we will have another home

Here we live briefly like a flower
There we will rejoice forever like the angels

Here the heart is sighing, and the tears fill our eyes
There the heart is happy, and the eyes are shining with joy

On the wings of hope, fly there my heart
For there is my homeland and there I want to go

sub auspiciile asteptarii..

asteptand plecarea,
deznodamantul si
ploaia calda de vara
sa ma poarte departe..
asteptand ca ceasul
sa nu mai ticaie in acelasi ton..

Malini sau despre un paradis ce nu mai e

M-am intors azi de la Malini si-s tare mandra de mine, ca in sfarsit nu mai sunt obosita dupa doar trei ore de condus. Datile trecute, nici bine nu intram pe usa, ca ma si lungeam in pat ca hipnotizata sau mai bine zis "tahuie " rau de cap. Dormeau de mi se cutremura toata existenta.
Trecand peste asta, port cu mine o imagine destul de trista, locul copilariei mele nu mai e acelasi si de ani ma tot feresc sa recunosc. Dar acum mi-e atat de indiferent si de usor sa zic: " Da, domnule..ce a fost a fost inimaginabil de frumos, asa ca in povestea "cu fata prefacuta-n caprioara", dar gata s-a dus pe Suha in jos si nici eu nu mai sunt cea de ieri.
Acum ultima data, cand inca iarna isi mai infingea ascutisul cu ultimele ei puteri in copaci, ape si oameni nevrand cu nici un chip sa accepte ca e sfarsita de puteri.. pe ulita Prundului, o cunostinta veche ca un mit a venit sa stranga la piept o alta imagine de demult.. a avut si vestitori de mare cinste tocmiti sa cante si sa zboare.
Veneau pe deasupra noastra rotinduse ametitor doi corbi, apoi plecau ca sa revina cu aceeasi poveste de spus.
Dar chiar si asa ceva nu s-a schimbat si ar fi bine sa stea asa si de acum inainte:
nici intr-un alt loc nu am simtit ca timpul tace si face loc oamenilor sa-si insire rand pe rand bucuriile, necazurile, visele, zambetele..
tot acolo am aflat povestea unei copile ..
dar care poate merita spusa cu o alta ocazie..una mai senina.

"Eu curg intreg in acest cantec sfant;
Eu nu mai sunt, e-un cantec tot ce sant."

zile pe Marte

...aripi
cu falfait surd metalic
se zbat
in noaptea de panza
sfaraie
fiinta de carbune incins;

furat de vant
vibreaza in ureche
un sunet
din strain taram
de abur..

martie senin

Draw near to God and He will draw near to you. [James 4:8a]

One by one the guests arrive
The guests are coming through
The open-hearted many
The broken-hearted few

And those who dance begin to dance
And those who weep begin
Welcome, welcome, cries a voice
Let all my guests come in

Part of "The Guests"
by Leonard Cohen

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