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Monday 3 March 2014

Live the moment !

Live the moment !

Life is quick , fast caravan .
Stop and try to do your intense moment .
Not me - ntrista today, ethereal creature ,
Pour me wine ! Twilight I touch the wing ...
Drink wine ! In it , you'll find life - without - dead .
Lost youth again you will play,
Divine as the heart of the compass and clean !
Live your moment on ! For the moment her life!
Rushing water as fast as the wind
What runs through the desert , I run few days .
Yet two days indifferent to me are:
Yesterday and the day that will come tomorrow.
Do not exceed this in mind ! You know it
Even if you have to complete word beginning?
Hands - we may already be like those who
Seventy centuries disappeared into thin air .
Inparfum PRIA when - drunk with love
You prepare the glass , I forget tomorrow .
For me when I think of heaven and salvation
I would cherish , love , more than a dog.
Suave comes back season of youth .
I miss this the wines are flourishing
All smiles . Even severely appreciate it .
Do not argue. It's rough, because, life tastes .
Do not lie or truth sly look .
But ever have in the city rose wine .
I'm white hair friends. I am seventy years.
I want to enjoy today . Hands - maybe too late .
Collect all of life 's smile and blossom .
Celebrating every moment ! the largest cup !
Allah does not take account of the vices or virtues . :
Not counting rosary or eyes that kiss .
Look around in pain with thousands of girls .
Your loved ones are dead . You're alone with pale sadness
Brow raises ! Gather everything you touch !
The past is a corpse. There is no time to mourn .
How poor is - that you can not say :
"I always beat the strong wine of love ! "
How can he feel amazement dawn nature
And at night the moon saint spell ?
Nothing attracts me . Give me wine ! Take this evening
The most beautiful rose in the world - and your mouth.
Give me wine ! Lights shine just like it !
My Cainta whether your loop , easy ...
We will not ever know what lies remain .
You enjoy today ! As you stay.
Take the cup and you sit under the moon of light
For tomorrow may month will cata- vain .
What 's shameful thinking during the bitter
As in the world are daily instead of angels, earthworms.
But you play the map in a big quantity of drinking wine ,
For a crystal can hand him a stone crushed.
Get your wine and a girl cherub -faced ,
- If there cherub . The Rai care you did ,
because outside of the cup and dear - what other Rai
sweetest - i, - if it is something that we call heaven .
On the way , we love fall soon
Careless destiny will trampling .
Get up child - a , cup witch !
Yes my lips still burning as I'm not down!
I hope vanished reckless , baby
The wind many years of life . But while I remain
From now full of life it - yourself. I in intensity remains
We catch up with the life I have lived it .
I just want a full cup , half a loaf
And a book of poems . And if you,
Even sitting in a ruin - happier than me
No sultan is not a hundred palaces.
At dawn in a tavern and heard a voice :
"O you crazy life ! You young happy ! Wine
Pour it over the cup , before destiny
Tears fill paharu - this watch ! "
No more books, no moan - my pain ! Silence !
You will find healing balm and mind !
I want to see my beloved , as the heart requires.
I want to live ! For death no longer remember.
Do not grieving tree seedling in the soul ,
But browse daily delight book.
Drink wine and your steps towards singing ways ,
For measure is your way to smile at death.
Ramazan 's End ! O, withered hearts !
Joy comes back ! They sell and smiles
Those who carry wine - merchants of dreams.
Play me life , the call of lovers!
Instead of a fad to sing with every throb ,
You heart you put it in chains of sorrow ...
And your mind and your face you mournful .
- I'm still amazed one : " What ignorant freak ! "
Watch ! The rose is swaying in the wind .
What top passionate singing nightingale !
Bea ! To look like the wind will shake the flower today
And take with him charming sing ...
What's wise ? Let me enjoy being storehouses
Due to a hand cup . What was and what girl
Do not ever frame. Take a moment a life
And soul looses it in dungeons mind.
Nothing you have to nvete scientists . but After bath
Taupe of some genes will instruct you
What is happiness. Wine - n exchangeable silver
For the earth is hurrying to host you .
They spread around me , lit and roses .
Open your flesh and you feeling the joy .
C with a blond angel , the cup and a vain ,
For the black angel of death , waiting to door .

Saturday 25 January 2014

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Sunday 20 October 2013

ROSE- I love you JACK!!

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ROSE- I love you JACK!!

JACK- Don't you do that say you're good-bye

ROSE- I'm cold

JACK- Listen, ROSE, you're gonna get out of here.
you're gonna go on & make lots of babies & you're watch them grow, you're gonna die an old...An old lady warm in bed, but not here, not this night. Not like this, Do you understand me?

ROSE- I can't feel my body

JACK- Winning that ticket, Rose, was the best thing that ever happened to me it brought me you & I'm thankful. you must do me this honor, Rose. Promise me you'll survive. That you wont give up no matter how hopeless. Promise me now, Rose, and never let go of that promise..

ROSE- I PROMISE

JACK- Never let go

ROSE- I'll never let go...
I'll never let go, JACK

Wednesday 18 September 2013

I HAD THAT DREAM AGAIN

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I HAD THAT DREAM AGAIN

We were walking in the park

Hours still until dark

The brisk autumn air smelling sweet

Everything was so fine

Your hand gently in mine

The sound of two little feet

He runs ahead to our right

Something captured his sight

He couldn't be more than two

Everything seems a toy

To this beautiful boy

The best of both me and you

He has long blond hair

His skin ever so fair

He has both your eyes and your smile

We stare with great pride

With such love inside

Entranced by him all the while

I look over at you

As I so often do

Your expression catching me unaware

What I see in your eyes

Hints of a surprise

As does the sweet smile you bear

I don't understand

Till I see your hand

Stroking your belly with care

My heart begins to beat wild

I realize you're with child

I feel I could float in the air

We tightly embrace

I gaze upon your face

I love you so much more than you know

We share the bliss

A passionate kiss

Then off with our son we go

The dream is so real

All I see, touch and feel

I so wish that it would come true

I'm willing and able

To eat at that table

But in the end it depends upon you

Tuesday 17 September 2013

The Cremation of Sam McGee

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The Cremation of Sam McGee
BY ROBERT W. SERVICE

There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your blood run cold;
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,
But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
I cremated Sam McGee.

Now Sam McGee was from Tennessee, where the cotton blooms and blows.
Why he left his home in the South to roam 'round the Pole, God only knows.
He was always cold, but the land of gold seemed to hold him like a spell;
Though he'd often say in his homely way that "he'd sooner live in hell."

On a Christmas Day we were mushing our way over the Dawson trail.
Talk of your cold! through the parka's fold it stabbed like a driven nail.
If our eyes we'd close, then the lashes froze till sometimes we couldn't see;
It wasn't much fun, but the only one to whimper was Sam McGee.

And that very night, as we lay packed tight in our robes beneath the snow,
And the dogs were fed, and the stars o'erhead were dancing heel and toe,
He turned to me, and "Cap," says he, "I'll cash in this trip, I guess;
And if I do, I'm asking that you won't refuse my last request."

Well, he seemed so low that I couldn't say no; then he says with a sort of moan:
"It's the cursèd cold, and it's got right hold till I'm chilled clean through to the bone.
Yet 'tain't being dead—it's my awful dread of the icy grave that pains;
So I want you to swear that, foul or fair, you'll cremate my last remains."

A pal's last need is a thing to heed, so I swore I would not fail;
And we started on at the streak of dawn; but God! he looked ghastly pale.
He crouched on the sleigh, and he raved all day of his home in Tennessee;
And before nightfall a corpse was all that was left of Sam McGee.

There wasn't a breath in that land of death, and I hurried, horror-driven,
With a corpse half hid that I couldn't get rid, because of a promise given;
It was lashed to the sleigh, and it seemed to say: "You may tax your brawn and brains,
But you promised true, and it's up to you to cremate those last remains."

Now a promise made is a debt unpaid, and the trail has its own stern code.
In the days to come, though my lips were dumb, in my heart how I cursed that load.
In the long, long night, by the lone firelight, while the huskies, round in a ring,
Howled out their woes to the homeless snows— O God! how I loathed the thing.

And every day that quiet clay seemed to heavy and heavier grow;
And on I went, though the dogs were spent and the grub was getting low;
The trail was bad, and I felt half mad, but I swore I would not give in;
And I'd often sing to the hateful thing, and it hearkened with a grin.

Till I came to the marge of Lake Lebarge, and a derelict there lay;
It was jammed in the ice, but I saw in a trice it was called the "Alice May."
And I looked at it, and I thought a bit, and I looked at my frozen chum;
Then "Here," said I, with a sudden cry, "is my cre-ma-tor-eum."

Some planks I tore from the cabin floor, and I lit the boiler fire;
Some coal I found that was lying around, and I heaped the fuel higher;
The flames just soared, and the furnace roared—such a blaze you seldom see;
And I burrowed a hole in the glowing coal, and I stuffed in Sam McGee.

Then I made a hike, for I didn't like to hear him sizzle so;
And the heavens scowled, and the huskies howled, and the wind began to blow.
It was icy cold, but the hot sweat rolled down my cheeks, and I don't know why;
And the greasy smoke in an inky cloak went streaking down the sky.

I do not know how long in the snow I wrestled with grisly fear;
But the stars came out and they danced about ere again I ventured near;
I was sick with dread, but I bravely said: "I'll just take a peep inside.
I guess he's cooked, and it's time I looked"; ... then the door I opened wide.

And there sat Sam, looking cool and calm, in the heart of the furnace roar;
And he wore a smile you could see a mile, and he said: "Please close that door.
It's fine in here, but I greatly fear you'll let in the cold and storm—
Since I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee, it's the first time I've been warm."

There are strange things done in the midnight sun
By the men who moil for gold;
The Arctic trails have their secret tales
That would make your blood run cold;
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,
But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
I cremated Sam McGee.

MY ANGEL: I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU

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MY ANGEL: I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU

I once met this young senorita

She was as beautiful as could be

She said she needed a protector

She chose me

Oh sweet Lord she chose me

Soon we were spending time together

And soon I had fallen deep in love

Seemed to me that she was an angel

Sent from above

Oh sweet Lord from above

Then one day she said to me

Do you think that we could be

You and I together as one

I thought a future together

Had just begun

Oh sweet Lord just begun

Told her I protected another woman

Protected her from a favourite son

She misunderstood the situation

Said we were done

Oh sweet Lord we were done

I couldn’t give up on my angel

Waited for the truth to come to light

After we resolved some complications

We were all right

Oh sweet Lord we were all right

Then one day I spoke my mind

She began to treat me unkind

And when I seen what was in store

I thought we could be no more

Oh sweet Lord no more

But I couldn’t stop loving my angel

And soon we were together once again

Now we’ll be together forever

Till time ends

Oh sweet Lord till time ends

Monday 16 September 2013

~Mujhe Apney Zabt Pey Naaz Tha, Sar-E-Bazam Raat Yeh Kya Hua~

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~Mujhe Apney Zabt Pey Naaz Tha, Sar-E-Bazam Raat Yeh Kya Hua~
~Meri Aankh Keyse Chalakh Pari, Mujhe Ranj Hai Yeh Boora Hua~

~Meri Zindagi Ke Charagh Ka, Ye Mizaj Koi Naya nahi~
~Kabhi Roshni Kabhi Tergi, Na Jala Hua Na Bujha Hua~

~Mujhe Aap Kyoun Na Samjh Sakey, Ye Apney Dil Sey Hi Pocheye~
~Meri Dastan-E-Hayyat Ka, Hai Warq Warq Khula Hua~

~Abhi Abhi Mery Pass Sey, Jo Nazar Bacha Key Guzar Gaye~
~Ye Mery Seher Key Log Han, Mery Ghar Sey Ghar Mila Hua~

~Mujhe Jo Bhi Dushman-E-Jaan Mila,Wohi Pukhta Kar-E-Jafa Mila~
~Na Kisi Ki Chot Ghalat Pary, Na Kisi Ka War bekaar Hua~

~Mujhe Ham Safar Bhi Mila Koi, Tu Mery Tarha Hi Luta Hua~
~Kabhi Manziloon Se Hata Hua, Kabhi Qafiloon Sey Luta Hua~

~Mujhe Ik Gali Men Para Hua, Kisi Bad Naseeb Ka Khath Mila~
~Kaheen Khoon-E-Dil Sey Likha Hua, Kaheen Ansoon Sey Mita Hua~

~Hame To Ye Bhi Haq Nahi, Ke Shareq Bazam Khuloos Hon~
~Na Cheray Pey Apney Naqab Hai, Na Kuch Asteen Men Chupha Hua~

~Hameen Apny Gharh Sey Chaly Huve, Sar Rah Umer Guzar Gaye~
~Na Safar Ka Haq Ada Hua, Na Justajo Ka Sila Mila~..

I JUST WANT TO BE WITH YOU

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I JUST WANT TO BE WITH YOU

Ever since the day we parted

I felt I've lost the best of me

I've been so down and broken hearted

I wish that you and I could be

Life has been empty without you

Was you who gave my heart its beat

Doesn't matter what I say or do

Even winning seems like defeat

I just want to be with you and hold you tight

Feel the warmth of your body all through the night

Give my love to the woman I know is right

Baby, I want to be with you tonight

Even the grayest of days would be blue

If I could just be with you

Ev'ry dream I've ever had would come true

If I could just be with you

I wonder if you think of me

Missing my presence and my touch

Do you also wish that we could be

Surely you must have thought of such

We could recover from this mess

Forget the past and start anew

But it would require that you say yes

My heart believes that you want to

I just want to be with you and stroke your hair

Gaze into your angel eyes and know you care

A perfect union of two with love to spare

Baby, I want to be with you and share

Even the grayest of days would be blue

If I could just be with you

Ev'ry dream I've ever had would come true

If I could just be with you
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Sunday 15 September 2013

YOU SHOULD BE HERE (IN MY ARMS TONIGHT)

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YOU SHOULD BE HERE (IN MY ARMS TONIGHT)

I’m writing this song ‘cause I want you to know how I fe

And I want you to know that all my feelings for you are real

My love for you is so strong and so pure

My love for you will last forever and more