O mie de vieti, un singur suflet…
Cand nu suni tu suna ea, cand iubeste ea tie iti arde sangele in vene, cand o pupi tu ea te strange in brate, cand se bucura ea tu esti fericit, cand spui o vorba ea iti continua ideea, cand ea e la distanta tu ii esti intotdeauna in preajma, cand mananci tu o hranesti si pe ea, cand respira ea iti oxigeneaza si tie trupul, cand gusti tu ea il savureaza, cand aude ea tu asculti, cand gandesti tu ea intelege, cand ea tresare tu te inrosesti, cand simti tu adrenalina ii inunda ei corpul, cand ea zboara libera in natura tu ii esti soarele care ii calauzeste drumul, cand tu esti o cometa care alearga prin spatiu ea iti este galaxia in care existi. Armonie eterna.
Sting – A Thousand Years
A thousand years, a thousand more,
A thousand times a million doors to eternity
I may have lived a thousand lives, a thousand times
An endless turning stairway climbs
To a tower of souls
If it takes another thousand years, a thousand wars,
The towers rise to numberless floors in space
I could shed another million tears, a million breaths,
A million names but only one truth to face
A million roads, a million fears
A million suns, ten million years of uncertainty
I could speak a million lies, a million songs,
A million rights, a million wrongs in this balance of time
But if there was a single truth, a single light
A single thought, a singular touch of grace
Then following this single point , this single flame,
The single haunted memory of your face
I still love you
I still want you
A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves
Like galaxies in my head
I may be numberless, I may be innocent
I may know many things, I may be ignorant
Or I could ride with kings and conquer many lands
Or win this world at cards and let it slip my hands
I could be cannon food, destroyed a thousand times
Reborn as fortunes child to judge anothers crimes
Or wear this pilgrims cloak, or be a common thief
Ive kept this single faith, I have but one belief
I still love you
I still want you
A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves
Like galaxies in my head
On and on the mysteries unwind themselves
Eternities still unsaid
til you love me
decembrie 27, 2008 la 7:54 pm
Cand ea simte ca o iubesti, tu simti inzecit, in fiecare zi
decembrie 27, 2008 la 8:02 pm
Ce bine ai zis-o pe asta. De la suflet la suflet. De unde ai scos-o, nu stiu dar initial asta am vrut sa scriu pe prima linie de text, dar am modificat-o pentru ca mi s-a parut redundant si nu prea artistic.
ianuarie 19, 2009 la 10:36 am
Când ea spune că vrea şoapte şi înţepături de ţurţuri pe spate, el îi spune că ar vrea şi el, dar nu poate… Pe asta cum o rezolvi?
ianuarie 19, 2009 la 10:44 pm
Daca ea vrea ceva ce el nu poate face pentru ca nu se cuvine, inseamna ca ea nu va primi ce-si doreste si nici nu ar trebui sa-si mai doreasca asta; daca ea isi doreste ceva ce el nu poate face pentru ca nu e in stare, inseamna ca e el impotent. Foarte smplu. Dar eu aici m-am referit la armonia dintre doua suflete asemenea, ce implica aceleasi dorinte, sentimente, gusturi, placeri…