

Posted 01 December 2011 - 06:54 PM
Cosa vuoi che ti scriva?
Cosa vuoi che ti dica?
Tu sei ovunque in me.
Posted 01 December 2011 - 11:19 PM
Posted 02 December 2011 - 08:07 AM
Cosa vuoi che ti scriva?
Cosa vuoi che ti dica?
Tu sei ovunque in me.
Posted 02 December 2011 - 08:08 AM
Posted 02 December 2011 - 08:49 AM
ESTOY FLOR DE ATORRANTE
UN CONTURSI MALEANTE
Posted 03 December 2011 - 04:55 PM
“… People are rivers, always ready to move from one state of being into another. It is not fair, to treat people as if they are finished beings. Everyone is always becoming and unbecoming.” (Kathleen Winter: Annabel.)
“Point of view is everything.“ (Kathleen Winter: Annabel.)
LIVE. LEARN.TRAVEL. LOVE.
Posted 03 December 2011 - 05:06 PM
Posted 03 December 2011 - 05:11 PM
“… People are rivers, always ready to move from one state of being into another. It is not fair, to treat people as if they are finished beings. Everyone is always becoming and unbecoming.” (Kathleen Winter: Annabel.)
“Point of view is everything.“ (Kathleen Winter: Annabel.)
LIVE. LEARN.TRAVEL. LOVE.
Posted 03 December 2011 - 05:16 PM
Posted 06 December 2011 - 11:51 PM
Posted 07 December 2011 - 06:03 AM
Posted 07 December 2011 - 08:28 PM
Posted 07 December 2011 - 09:04 PM
ॐ Be a voice, not an echo. ॐ
Posted 12 December 2011 - 11:37 PM
Posted 14 January 2012 - 02:12 PM
Posted 14 January 2012 - 02:14 PM
Normality is a paved road: It's comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.
― V. Van Gogh
Posted 14 January 2012 - 02:28 PM
Cosa vuoi che ti scriva?
Cosa vuoi che ti dica?
Tu sei ovunque in me.
Posted 14 January 2012 - 02:36 PM
Ne, ona nima žametnih oči in niti kodrov mehkih kakor svila,
če sneg je bel, ga v njenih nedrih ni in usta bi se od koral ločila.
Sem videl rože bele in rdeče, na njenih licih take ne cveto
in so dišave, ki so bolj dehteče, kot vonj, ki diha njeno ga telo.
Njen glas poslušam rad, četudi vem da zvoki strun prijetneje zvene,
kako boginje hodijo ne vem; ko ona hodi, stopa kot ljudje.
Pa vendar se mi zdi bolj očarljiva kot vse, ki pesem jih slavi lažniva.
Posted 14 January 2012 - 03:09 PM
Posted 14 January 2012 - 03:18 PM
Ne, ona nima žametnih oči in niti kodrov mehkih kakor svila,
če sneg je bel, ga v njenih nedrih ni in usta bi se od koral ločila.
Sem videl rože bele in rdeče, na njenih licih take ne cveto
in so dišave, ki so bolj dehteče, kot vonj, ki diha njeno ga telo.
Njen glas poslušam rad, četudi vem da zvoki strun prijetneje zvene,
kako boginje hodijo ne vem; ko ona hodi, stopa kot ljudje.
Pa vendar se mi zdi bolj očarljiva kot vse, ki pesem jih slavi lažniva.
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