luni, 29 noiembrie 2010

:)))


It sounds really  familiar ha ??:))) Our poor moms 


vineri, 26 noiembrie 2010

duminică, 7 noiembrie 2010

luni, 18 octombrie 2010

rainy days never say goodbye


           School . And my whole day is messed up ... I have no time nor the energy to do anything else...I am officially tired ...and when I'm not tired I'm bored...mostly I sit in my bed and read...rainy days are yet to come.


joi, 14 octombrie 2010

Record collector


I’m tired of saying
That I won’t get lost ever again
Who knows, maybe I will
And everywhere I go
There I’ll be
With a rust old rake in a pile of leaves
Oh my, truly daunting

But my blue eyes
Cannot see
That their true hue is probably green

I should keep records of these things

And I’ll know what yesterdays bring

I’m not really sure
But I’m starting to think that I’ve been here before
Who knows
Maybe I have
And everywhere I went
There I was with a choir of bees
They were all a buzz

Oh my, how amusing


But my blue eyes
Cannot see
That their true hue is probably green

I should keep records of these things

And I’ll know what yesterdays bring

duminică, 2 mai 2010

the great gig in the sky...









Mi-e frig de frigul celui ce-o sa plece
si nu va mai veni-napoi, în veci,
si haina din cuier devine rece
si mânecile la camasi mi-s reci.

Mi-e frig de frigul omului pe care,
Îndata ce în glorie s-a frânt,
Familia l-a dus la-nmormântare
si l-a lasat acolo, în pamânt.

Mi-e frig de frigul lui, acum, ca ploua
si-n cimitir e apa cu prisos,
În timp ce viata ne e data noua,
El zace în sicriu acolo, jos.

Mi-e frig de frigul noptilor de iarna,
Când respirând prin viscole, postum,
Nametii vor începe sa se-astearna
si el, sarmanul, se preface-n scrum.

Mi-e frig de frigul turturilor care
Vor atârna plângând de crucea sa,
Când lacrimile noastre funerare,
În cinic scazamânt, se vor usca.

Mi-e frig de frigul cerului pe unde
Îsi joaca rolul ultim si-i e greu,
Ca îl priveste însusi Dumnezeu,
si dintr-odata, prin schimbari
profunde,
Mi-e frig de frigul lui.
Mi-e frig de frigul meu.

 





luni, 15 martie 2010

sleepy


You would not believe your eyes
If ten million fireflies
Lit up the world as I fell asleep

'Cause they'd fill the open air
And leave teardrops everywhere
You'd think me rude
But I would just stand and stare

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
'Cause everything is never as it seems

'Cause I'd get a thousand hugs
From ten thousand lightning bugs
As they tried to teach me how to dance

A foxtrot above my head
A sock hop beneath my bed
A disco ball is just hanging by a thread

Leave my door open just a crack
(Please take me away from here)
'Cause I feel like such an insomniac
(Please take me away from here)
Why do I tire of counting sheep
(Please take me away from here)
When I'm far too tired to fall asleep

To ten million fireflies
I'm weird 'cause I hate goodbyes
I got misty eyes as they said farewell

But I'll know where several are
If my dreams get real bizarre
'Cause I saved a few and I keep them in a jar

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet earth turns slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay
Awake when I'm asleep
Because my dreams are bursting at the seams