GrazieFaber
I'm watching the special on De Andrè Rai3 there is a lump of emotions ... it does not dissolve a clot of truth and beauty that never dies and is renewed at every hearing and every meeting. Thanks, Fabrizio, your path blooms for us.
Those days lost chasing the wind
to ask for a kiss and wanting another hundred
any day remember them from fleeing
love me come back any day you'll remember
love that escaped from me and you that you will return
through the eyes of another color
I say the same words of love
a month in a year
forget the love that you come to me
flee in a month a year
forget the love that you come to me flee
came from direct sunlight or frost
beaches come in November or the wind in the summer
I t ' I have always loved, I loved you not love that
never come, I love that I loved you go
always, I loved you ever come
love, love to go.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Heart Problems That Can Not Be Detected By Ekg
Monday, January 5, 2009
Quantaray Tripod Quick Release
Dune
Suli and ventures
trasinu nfunnu you or any choirs
tantu t'assetti and talìi.
The eyes are a siccanu
viri bbonu
The peri s'abbrucianu unn'affunnanu
and viri is a bbonu.
Rarici funn
ancient times many
aibbuli deseittu nt.
The eyes are a siccanu
viri bbonu
The peri s'abbrucianu unn'affunnanu
and viri is a bbonu.
Dune on youtube
Suli and ventures
trasinu nfunnu you or any choirs
tantu t'assetti and talìi.
The eyes are a siccanu
viri bbonu
The peri s'abbrucianu unn'affunnanu
and viri is a bbonu.
Rarici funn
ancient times many
aibbuli deseittu nt.
The eyes are a siccanu
viri bbonu
The peri s'abbrucianu unn'affunnanu
and viri is a bbonu.
Dune on youtube
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Harrow Squash Rackets
is time to go back
this beginning of autumn this year in southern
m'impasticcio sea sand sun
rub my apple tree
how s'impasticcia honey.
Night , heaven has a good smell of semi
the night, the sky falls on the dusty street
m'impasticcio of stars.
I m'abituo , my rose, I
m'abituo
to the sea sand the sun to apples to stars
is time to go
mixed
apples in the sun the sand to the stars at sea .
Nazim Hikmet
this beginning of autumn this year in southern
m'impasticcio sea sand sun
rub my apple tree
how s'impasticcia honey.
Night , heaven has a good smell of semi
the night, the sky falls on the dusty street
m'impasticcio of stars.
I m'abituo , my rose, I
m'abituo
to the sea sand the sun to apples to stars
is time to go
mixed
apples in the sun the sand to the stars at sea .
Nazim Hikmet
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