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Flori – Flowers
pentru cei ce au rabdare cu mine , pentru cei ce comenteaza ( iar eu nu raspund … ) pentru voi toti :
again …
for those who have patience with me, for those who commented (and I do not respond …) for you all:
Multumesc – Thanks !
Carol of the Bells
for everyone :
La luna
daca nu e Youtube , e altceva 😀 , la calitate HD ( ce ti-e si cu copyright-ul asta … )
precum am zis , mereu se gaseste altceva ! 😀
cu 10 sec reclama , dar gasiti si aici …
WaterWorld
Scoala de ( macro ) fotografie americana :
American School of macro-photography:
sursa ( galerie Sharon Johnstone , USA )
PS : si nu , nu e Kevin Costner in Waterworld ! 😀
PS: and no, not Kevin Costner in Waterworld ! 😀
Morskie
Scoala poloneza de suprarealism :
Polish school of Surrealism:
sursa ( galeria Igor Morskie , Polonia )
Endless road
Too Much – Song For My Lady (Now I Found)
Prea aproape si
atat de departe ,
pasi fara ganduri
caci uitata iubirea , se cerne
nisip in clepsidra
si fara culori visele
doar mor , ucise incet …
Too close and
so far,
thoughtless steps
because forgotten love, is sieved
sand in the hourglass
without color the dreams
just die , slowly killed …
Diced – devil’s bones
[…]
58, 56, 54,
Good angels at my door.
63, 62, 61, 60, 59, 58,
Good angels at my gate.
[…]
Manfred Mann`s Earth Band, Angels At My Gate
Din doua cuvinte
se nasc , dureros
alte trei
dar intr-o alta conversatie
intr-un alt timp
si intr-o alta culoare …
Si simplu ,
ma doare , atat de albastru …
From two words
are born, painful
another three
but in another conversation
in another time
and in another color …
And simple ,
hurt me , so blue …
Behind blue eyes
[…]
No one knows what it’s like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
No one knows what it’s like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies
But my dreams
They aren’t as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That’s never free
No one knows what it’s like
To feel these feelings
Like I do
And I blame you!
No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through
But my dreams
They aren’t as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours only lonely
My love is vengeance
That’s never free
When my fist clenches, crack it open
Before I use it and lose my cool
When I smile, tell me some bad news
Before I laugh and act like a fool
And If I swallow anything evil
Put your finger down my throat
And If I shiver, please give me a blanket
Keep me warm, let me wear your coat
No one knows what it’s like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
[…]
The Who – Behind Blue Eyes
doar cuvinte rostogolite
drept lacrimi
nimic nu ramane
pe pleoapele arse
cateva note muzicale
si atat de multa
tristete …
words just rolled
as tears
nothing is left
on the burned eyelids
a few musical notes
and so much
sadness …
Red
[…]
What have I to give but my songs and my love, my dreams are yours to share
Give you myself and part of my world for both of us offer one prayer
[…]
Curved Air – Elfin Boy
Si gandurile in zbor ,
printre soapte de frunze …
Pierdute pe aripe de vise ,
culorile toate raman
atat de singure in crang
printre mesteceni ,
doar o umbra rosie am fost …
And thoughts in flight ,
among whispers of the leaves …
Lost on the wings of dreams ,
colors all remain
so alone in grove
through birch trees ,
I was only a red shadow …
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