I like this summer! Everything makes me feels like we are alone on the earth. And we are rich ... We have no diamonds or palaces, But we have clean air, Green forests and less dirt of all kinds. In this little Eden of ours I feel like I'm more beautiful, You are more satisfied, Smiles florish genuinely And our reality is more striking. Without too many people around us, We feel close to each other and we remember How many expectations did we had once From the day to come ... What naivete! Now we are wiser. With joy and gratitude for the bright sun, Delighted by so many beautiful flowers, Gently touched by a song that stirs our feelings, Insatiable for a book that makes us ask questions, We are more human. And Yes, We Are Very Rich... Because we think, Because we feel, Because we still have time, Because we appreciate what each day brings us, Because we are together. Maybe one day, When we will no longer be and this universe will die too, There will be at least vague
I think it's all about trust When you get dress in the clothes of my dreams. You wear them like an armor. I don't know if they're defending of yourself, But it definitely protects you from everything that is toxic, When you parade on the imaginary podium of life. I think it's all about courage When you wrap yourself in my words. I don't know if they make you write poems, But it turns you into such a perfect orator, So that the silence seems inadvertent, of a manuscript buried in times long gone. I think it's all about sensitivity When you listen to the music of my soul. I don't know what impresses you the most, the piano or the violin, But your tango easily becomes a waltz without false romantic accents And your steps become a work of art of an unknown author, coveted by everyone. I think it's about love When all my feelings come to you. I don't know if your eyes can read between the lines, But they certainly can see beyond the uncertainty And without the desire to change
I like this summer! Everything makes me feels like we are alone on the earth. And we are rich ... We have no diamonds or palaces, But we have clean air, Green forests and less dirt of all kinds. In this little Eden of ours I feel like I'm more beautiful, You are more satisfied, Smiles florish genuinely And our reality is more striking. Without too many people around us, We feel close to each other and we remember How many expectations did we had once From the day to come ... What naivete! Now we are wiser. With joy and gratitude for the bright sun, Delighted by so many beautiful flowers, Gently touched by a song that stirs our feelings, Insatiable for a book that makes us ask questions, We are more human. And Yes, We Are Very Rich... Because we think, Because we feel, Because we still have time, Because we appreciate what each day brings us, Because we are together. Maybe one day, When we will no longer be and this universe will die too, There will be at least vague
I think it's all about trust When you get dress in the clothes of my dreams. You wear them like an armor. I don't know if they're defending of yourself, But it definitely protects you from everything that is toxic, When you parade on the imaginary podium of life. I think it's all about courage When you wrap yourself in my words. I don't know if they make you write poems, But it turns you into such a perfect orator, So that the silence seems inadvertent, of a manuscript buried in times long gone. I think it's all about sensitivity When you listen to the music of my soul. I don't know what impresses you the most, the piano or the violin, But your tango easily becomes a waltz without false romantic accents And your steps become a work of art of an unknown author, coveted by everyone. I think it's about love When all my feelings come to you. I don't know if your eyes can read between the lines, But they certainly can see beyond the uncertainty And without the desire to change
I like this summer! Everything makes me feels like we are alone on the earth. And we are rich ... We have no diamonds or palaces, But we have clean air, Green forests and less dirt of all kinds. In this little Eden of ours I feel like I'm more beautiful, You are more satisfied, Smiles florish genuinely And our reality is more striking. Without too many people around us, We feel close to each other and we remember How many expectations did we had once From the day to come ... What naivete! Now we are wiser. With joy and gratitude for the bright sun, Delighted by so many beautiful flowers, Gently touched by a song that stirs our feelings, Insatiable for a book that makes us ask questions, We are more human. And Yes, We Are Very Rich... Because we think, Because we feel, Because we still have time, Because we appreciate what each day brings us, Because we are together. Maybe one day, When we will no longer be and this universe will die too, There will be at least vague
Vous ne dîtes rien,
Ne vous inquiétez pas,
Le silence j'ai toujours su le faire parler
Et il m'a confié le vent et la pluie
Essayer d'entrevoir votre sourire
Vous ne dîtes rien,
Et pourtant je sais tout de vous
car le clapotis et la brise
m'ont enlacé il y a bien longtemps
Essayer de chanter votre voix
Vous ne dîtes rien,
Nous sommes lointains
Deux infinis dans une même tempête
Où le souffle égaré se noie
dans l'océan des tourments
Car vous ne dîtes rien
Et par ma vie,
Votre silence
je le ferai parler
Pour qu'enfin
Il soit mien.
. triptyched .
There had been stages to her extraction. So much time had passed as the fault lines began, then deepened; becoming apparent even while a head rested upon her shoulder and the incomplete and unstating voice whispered to her "I love you"s of sadness.
She'd done all that she could while attempting an understanding of what was language, what was culture, and what finally was failure. The risks had been undertaken knowing the losses could be overwhelming. She'd fought as best she could for hope and a future. The agendas clanked beneath her feet and behind lensed eyes across a table. Time tables and traps had been set that she susp