mandag 8. juni 2015
Poems & News: If sometimes I say that flowers smile---And if I s...
Poems & News: If sometimes I say that flowers smile---And if I s...: Since I write for them to read me, I sometimes stoop To the stupidity of their senses... It isn't right, But I excuse myself, ...
søndag 7. juni 2015
Poems & News: For all the good thoughts they can not die; For ye...
Poems & News: For all the good thoughts they can not die; For ye...: My crazy tumbling inspires me Barley able to breath, I get to my feet exalted, For the verses are me not being able to burst from living....
Poems & News: Vann: Hva er det ?
Poems & News: Vann: Hva er det ?: Så skal en stråleglans fra deg igjen avspeiles her i oss... Ti når jeg deg i hjerte bærer, da ses det av hvis slekt jeg er. Ei noen...
Poems & News: Romance de la luna --- Ballad of the Moon.
Poems & News: Romance de la luna --- Ballad of the Moon.: La luna vino a la fragua con su polison de nardos. El nino la mira, mira. El nino la esta mirando. En el aire conmovido mueve la l...
Poems & News: I don't want to sing of love---Love is a path that...
Poems & News: I don't want to sing of love---Love is a path that...: A stampeding horse With wings of iron and lead Plunged into deep water--- I don't want to sing of love. Forbidden paradise ...
lørdag 6. juni 2015
Poems & News: To relive the past...
Poems & News: To relive the past...: I went in search of fado To find out where it lived I did the rounds of Lisbon I questioned every shadow In Mouraria ... in Bairro ...
Poems & News: Live to this day, live as before these stories, le...
Poems & News: Live to this day, live as before these stories, le...: To wander barefoot over the earth--- Is there a greater joy ?
Poems & News: Er ikke aldri bedre enn sent ? No es mejor nunca ...
Poems & News: Er ikke aldri bedre enn sent ? No es mejor nunca ...: Worse than time's passage Which whitens our heads Are love's madness And the sorrows of life ?
Poems & News: To relive the past...
Poems & News: To relive the past...: I went in search of fado To find out where it lived I did the rounds of Lisbon I questioned every shadow In Mouraria ... in Bairro ...
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