22.3.08
21.3.08
Joie de vivre
Hearty or carefree enjoyment of life.
A keen enjoyment of living.
The pleasure felt when having a good time
il colpo è come l'amore
Il colpo è simile al sentimento... il colpo è come l'amore quando ti prende, ti stende e ti resta dentro.
We'Re All Made Of Allstars. Ninth edition.
We'Re All Made Of Allstars. Ninth edition., upload feito originalmente por FotoRita [Allstar maniac].
20.3.08
Di sola Acqua mi voglio Vestire
1-Sento brividi di freddo. Il battito lento del cuore. Lente scivolano le gocce su di me. Aspetto di scaldare l'anima. Voci entrano nelle orecchie, a chiamarmi. Tendo i muscoli, mi lascio andare. Aspetto la prossima ondata di emozione.
2-Acqua. Ovunque. Scorre. Impetuosa. Rumoreggia. Amoreggia con il mio corpo. Si plasma. Mi veste di diamanti. Brilla.
Enchanted path
There's an enchanted path hidden
in the depths of everyone's life.
A soul-cutting beauty, a knife
forged into love. Find me there, stridden.
18.3.08
A real Lady
Liberty Enlightening the World (French: La liberté éclairant le monde), known more commonly as the Statue of Liberty (Statue de la Liberté), is a large statue that was presented to the United States by France in 1886. It stands at Liberty Island, New York in New York Harbor as a welcome to all visitors, immigrants, and returning Americans.
Massive
Drop the idea that you are Atlas carrying the world on your shoulders. The world would go on even without you. Don't take yourself so seriously.”
~Norman Vincent Peale
ComUnione
ComUnione
1-Perdere. Prendere. Quasi a stringere. Per paura che voli via.
2-Tendo. In cerca di qualcuno che. Apro la mano per trovarne un'altra.
17.3.08
é nesse barco que eu vou? quem sabe?
...vou
entrar no barco da
Alegria,
Navegar
pelo mar da
Ilusão,
Parar
num PorTo
Seguro...
Quem sabe...?
posso
preferir
Paixão...
I go
to get on a boat
of happiness
to navigate
through the sea of illusion
to stop
in a safe harbor
who knows?
maybe
I prefer
passion...
La Linea sottile dell'Amore
1-Respiri. Fuoco. Desideri. Tutto si mescola. Tutto si traduce in Amore.
2-Passione, una linea sottile di confine tra il piacere e l'abbandono del corpo. In un'istante.
The spectre within
The spectre within
You came in and went out, come in and go out. You,
just like my inner silent shout, my freedom's hungry
mouth. You, it's you, the spectre within my rabid sea.
You, just you, the reason white, my sail when I bleed.
FlyFloat
I've learned how to breathe
and learned how to fly.
Now please leave me floating
upon these wide waves,
standing again
right high by her side.
drops tower
l'illusione rende l'uomo libero, ma lo incatena alle proprie fantasie...
The illusion gives back the free man, but chains it to the actual fantasies...
RAIN
Ho scritto T'AMO e non lo sapevo
1-the sense of the modesty. I still have him. When I go to gym, when enter a cinema, to the restaurant, in a cafe. To the sea in custom. I am still ashamed. Of my body, of my insecurities. There is the timidity disguised as safety to give me strength, but modesty remains. Only in the photos I find courage. A courage disguised as autostima, self-satisfaction. A great Ego as the whole world that interests for going out of the objective...and to think that everything is initiated for joke...almost as to try to make a perfect point to a pencil. Turns and turns, make the point and don't seem yourself well done. Then you restart. From child I will have consumed I don't know how much pencils with 'history is...and now consumption my Canon...to look for the perfection.
2-the first time that I have said "I love You", I have done him to like. To attract the attention.
The second time because I wanted to use my new makeups of the love.
The third one has written him and I is not aware of it.
The fourth grade I cried neither of joy neither of happiness.
The scene I have howled him to the wind that has brought back me him.
The sixth one on the sand "I Love You", a wave and if he is brought him away.
The seventh one on the skin, to tattoo a history.
The octave I infuse to the subway before departing.
The ninth to my grandparents that I have not lived enough. I often tell her him, still today.
The tithe, to whom me complete. Him.
GABBIANI... Seagulls
GABBIANI... Seagulls
Vado verso il mio viaggio
con un biglietto di solo andata
Avrei voluto fermarmi
alla stazione dell'amore
per assaporare i frutti del tuo peccato
Avrei voluto fermarmi
alla stazione della libertà
per spezzare ogni tua catena
Avrei voluto fermarmi
alla stazione del saggio
per farmi raccontare il futuro
Avrei voluto fermarmi
alla stazione del campo
per seminare il seme delle mie speranze
e delle mie fragili illusioni
Ora mi ritrovo
nel mezzo della mia inutile vita
e mi sento il centro del nulla
I CAn HEaR the CaLL...
I CAn HEaR the CaLL...
I can hear the call
Packing my suitcase
Got no worry at all
I'm headed for the highway
I can hear the call.
time
.... To Make You Mine
Only in my dreams
I've seen the way it's gonna be
I've waited for this moment
The moment when we share ourselves
This moment can't be thought about
It has to be felt
We're closer to each other
Closer than we've ever been
Seeing things we've never seen before
Chorus:
I've dreamed your fingers touch me a thousand times
Dreamed the warm skin of your body burning next to mine
Kissed your sugar lips, caressed your hips
Now we're together baby now it's time
Time to make you mine
Time to make you mine
The sweet anticipation of hands I know will touch me soon
Two fascinating shadows move in time
(Chorus)
Spoken:
I know what it's gonna be
Me and you, you and me
I thought that it would never be
I only knew it in my dreams
Even though you're here with me
I never thought I'd feel such
ecstasy
We're closer to each other
Closer than we've ever been
Seeing things we've never seen before
lisa stansfield
The Tale of the Enchanted Lake
The Tale of the Enchanted Lake
Upload feito originalmente por LightMirror
Once upon a time...
Trasimeno Lake (PG) - Italy
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