vendredi 15 avril 2011

Don't worry

http://soundcloud.com/dj-dain/dont-worry-im-yours-mashup#

The sun sets and rises,
The days passby.
People meet, they share,
they learn about others,
they learn about ways to dare,
ways to finally put it all together.

The moon rises and disapear,
to bring new passions.
new people to call "My dear",
to hear yourself murmur with affection:

"Merci, j'ai quelque chose de chaud tout pres de mon coeur. J'ai une vie ou on m'a offert avec devotion, une infinite de sourires que j'oublie parfois... mais la beaute du hasard c'est de nous surprendre, nous faire sursauter... vibrer."

isn't life about sharing, freedom and dreams?
or stumbling on some songs,
that make us smile with affection.

Ciaou~
D

mercredi 23 février 2011

Aujourd'hui est une journee speciale

C'est la journee ou j'ai regarder le passe,
de ciel azur et de nuages noirceur,
pour n'y decouvrir qu'un ecran plat,
aux pulsations aussi regulieres,
que les battements de mon coeur.

lundi 20 septembre 2010

Long days

I'm here looking around me,
I'm here looking blankly,
At what should be.

Will you wait for me until the wind brings the spring scents?

samedi 8 mai 2010

Rising moon

Tightly holding myself...

I raged against the room,
My lungs burning,
I searched for air,
I was already forgeting.

An unbelievably strong grasp,
Held everything dear to me,
Pressurized, Screaming,
The future, I couldn't foresee.

The past was flashing,
My memories blank
Trying to throw it away,
I realised it was only a prank

Why so much love,
When you can only expect,
Your one and only,
To vanish behind the next rising moon.

Feelings receeded,
Remembrance faded,
To leave me empty handed,
Now that I know you only acted.

mercredi 27 janvier 2010

Lost threw the Net


Out of words, something happend and they were lost forever in this oversized web.
They won't reach anyone's ear or mind. But with this little post, I know they existed in some point in time.
My feelings are already receding. Naturally sucked by the past.
Because we all know that this warm nostalgic feeling visits us sometimes in the darkest hours, to finally leave us alone when the sun starts to play with clouds again.
May your nights be gentle