Nebunii deschid căile pe care calcă apoi înţelepţii. (Carlo Dossi)
simţurile respirau fără măsură
priveam goliciunea ta strigăt prăvălit peste noapte
dragostea adormise cu braţele-nchise
pedepsindu-ne că nu credem în ea
oglinda constrânsă în rama rotundă fixa amintiri
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râdea de noi doi inocenţi prinşi fără cuvinte
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O dumineca placuta....Vasile " Eli"
RăspundețiȘtergereEli... multumesc, la fel. sper ca iti place noul look al blogului
RăspundețiȘtergereTRY TO REMEMBER - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FOPKL9PX2Y4&feature=related
RăspundețiȘtergereTry to remember the kind of September
When life was slow and oh, so mellow.
Try to remember the kind of September
When grass was green and grain was yellow.
Try to remember the kind of September
When you were a tender and callow fellow.
Try to remember, and if you remember,
Then follow.
Follow, follow, follow, follow, follow,
Follow, follow, follow, follow.
Try to remember when life was so tender
That no one wept except the willow.
Try to remember when life was so tender
That dreams were kept beside your pillow.
Try to remember when life was so tender
That love was an ember about to billow.
Try to remember, and if you remember,
Then follow.
Follow, follow, follow, follow, follow,
Follow, follow, follow, follow.
Follow, follow, follow, follow, follow,
Follow, follow, follow, follow.
Follow, follow, follow, follow, follow,
Follow, follow, follow, follow.
Deep in December, it's nice to remember,
Although you know the snow will follow.
Deep in December, it's nice to remember,
Without a hurt the heart is hollow.
Deep in December, it's nice to remember,
The fire of September that made us mellow.
Deep in December, our hearts should remember
And follow.
Music: Harvey Schmidt
Lyrics: Tom Jones
Book: Tom Jones
Premiere: Tuesday, May 3, 1960
(GB-e-Doby)