Have to apologize, but I deleted some people from my f-list because now I will use my Livejournal to write more personal things, I think that only people who really know me you should read (those who met via MSN or Facebook or some other network and keep (or kept) contact 'live').
now are free to unsubscribe from their little list.
But still, you want to keep in touch with me, you hacermo to my email:
xIceland@live.com, or send a private message
♥ Thanks!
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
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follows constellation,
but prevents me from heart to contemplate the happiness.
Oh my rain silent, you're favorite plants,
you the keys loud - comfort in pain,
and soul of man you give the same echo,
the same darkness that the soul of the field put to sleep!
La lluvia tiene un vago secreto de ternura,
algo de soñolencia resignada y amable,
una música humilde se despierta con ella
que hace vibrar el alma dormida del paisaje.
Es un besar azul que recibe la Tierra,
el mito primitivo que vuelve a realizarse.
El contacto ya finfinity to infinity
looking white mother served them.
shakes Every drop of rain on the glass and let you
cloudy divine diamond wounds.
water are poets who have seen and reflect what the crowd
the rivers do not know. Oh
silent rain, no storms or winds, rain
shearing gentle and serene and soft light, good and peaceful rain
who are the true, which
tearful and sad about things like you! Oh
Franciscan rain drops you take your souls
clear and humble sources springs!
When slowly descend on the fields
roses my chest with your open sound.
primitive Cannot say
to silence and sonic history
accountable branches of crying my heart says
desert in a deep black non-key staff.
My soul serene sadness of the rain, resigned sadness
impossible thing,
I have a star on the horizon on
and run my heart stops to contemplate. Oh
silent rain that trees
love and sweetness are on the exciting piano;
give the soul the same fog and resonances
you put in the sleeping soul of the landscape!
but prevents me from heart to contemplate the happiness.
Oh my rain silent, you're favorite plants,
you the keys loud - comfort in pain,
and soul of man you give the same echo,
the same darkness that the soul of the field put to sleep!
La lluvia tiene un vago secreto de ternura,
algo de soñolencia resignada y amable,
una música humilde se despierta con ella
que hace vibrar el alma dormida del paisaje.
Es un besar azul que recibe la Tierra,
el mito primitivo que vuelve a realizarse.
El contacto ya finfinity to infinity
looking white mother served them.
shakes Every drop of rain on the glass and let you
cloudy divine diamond wounds.
water are poets who have seen and reflect what the crowd
the rivers do not know. Oh
silent rain, no storms or winds, rain
shearing gentle and serene and soft light, good and peaceful rain
who are the true, which
tearful and sad about things like you! Oh
Franciscan rain drops you take your souls
clear and humble sources springs!
When slowly descend on the fields
roses my chest with your open sound.
primitive Cannot say
to silence and sonic history
accountable branches of crying my heart says
desert in a deep black non-key staff.
My soul serene sadness of the rain, resigned sadness
impossible thing,
I have a star on the horizon on
and run my heart stops to contemplate. Oh
silent rain that trees
love and sweetness are on the exciting piano;
give the soul the same fog and resonances
you put in the sleeping soul of the landscape!
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