Poems & News: Alle vil leve lenge, men ingen vil bli gamle. Tenk...

Poems & News: Alle vil leve lenge, men ingen vil bli gamle. Tenk...: Ett ord -en stein i ei kald elv. En stein til - Jeg må ha flere steiner skal jeg komme over...

Poems & News: I evighetens perspektiv er øyeblikket som et liv.....

Poems & News: I evighetens perspektiv er øyeblikket som et liv.....: Sommer over hver en bakketopp, skjønne dager, lyse netter, det er hva vi drømmer om på en vintermorgen. Kjærlighetens gamle sang lys...

Poems & News: A tailor specialising in purple had locked up the ...

Poems & News: A tailor specialising in purple had locked up the ...: Woman:  Do you have a sword  decorated  with myrtle leaves ? Man: Smiles and raises his right foot...

Poems & News: Life is a fire, that progress is an irruption, tha...

Poems & News: Life is a fire, that progress is an irruption, tha...: The girls of the light who revolve around the sun sparkle and laugh like changeable stones, they travel on the harmonious cloud. T...

Poems & News: La canción, que nunca dire, se ha dormido en mis l...

Poems & News: La canción, que nunca dire, se ha dormido en mis l...: There's not a Shakespeare sonnet Or a Beethoven quartet That's easier to like than you Or harder to forget. You think that ...

Poems & News: Lightly, lightly, very lightly a wind, a very ligh...

Poems & News: Lightly, lightly, very lightly a wind, a very ligh...: If only you would touch my heart,    or is it to late... If only you would put your lips to my heart,    or is it to late... If you ...

Lightly, lightly, very lightly a wind, a very light one, passes and goes away, still very lightly. And I don't know what I think and have no wish to know.

If only you would touch my heart,
   or is it to late...
If only you would put your lips to my heart,
   or is it to late...
If you would blow over my heart,
   near the sea,
   crying,
it would ring with an obscure sound,
the sound of train wheels, of dreams,
   or is it to late...
Like autumn in leaf,
Like blood,
   with a noise of damp flames burning the sky,
   or is it to late...
If you would blow on my heart near the sea
   like a white ghost would blow,
   or is it to late...
Like a dream of an unchained ghost crying at the 
   sea's edge.
Or is it to late...

Poems & News: Min sjel er på leting... Men jeg holder meg skjult...

Poems & News: Min sjel er på leting... Men jeg holder meg skjult...: Å være en er slaveri, Å være meg er å ikke være. Jeg må leve på flukt    med mine tanker. Men skal virkelig leve... Être un, c&...

Min sjel er på leting... Men jeg holder meg skjult. Jeg håper at den aldri finner meg. --- My soul is in search ... But I keep hidden. I hope it never finds me. --- Mon âme est à la recherche ... Mais je reste caché. J'espère qu'il ne me trouve jamais. --- Meine Seele ist auf der Suche ... Aber ich bleibe verborgen. Ich hoffe es findet mich nie. --- Mi alma está en búsqueda ... Pero sigo escondida. Espero que nunca me encuentre.

Å være en er slaveri,
Å være meg er å ikke være.
Jeg må leve på flukt
   med mine tanker.
Men skal virkelig leve...

Être un, c'est de l'esclavage
Être moi, c'est ne pas être.
Je dois vivre sur mon chemin
    avec mes pensées.
Mais devrait vraiment vivre ...

Being one is slavery,
Being me is to not be.
I have to live on the run
    with my thoughts.
But should really live ...

Eins zu sein ist Sklaverei,
Ich zu sein heißt nicht zu sein.
Ich muss auf meinem Weg leben
    mit meinen Gedanken
Aber sollte wirklich leben ...

Ser uno es esclavitud,
Ser yo es no ser.
Tengo que vivir en mi camino
    con mis pensamientos
Pero realmente debería vivir ...

Poems & News: Det essensielle er å kunne se, Å kunne se uten all...

Poems & News: Det essensielle er å kunne se, Å kunne se uten all...: L'essentiel est de pouvoir voir, Être capable de voir sans toujours penser, Pour voir quand on voit Ou voir quand on pense ... ...