update

Just something I cannot leave behind. Ma cam urmareste trairea asta in fiecare zi.
...dimineata de vara calda..stradute ce se ascund de soare...ferestre cu obloane de lemn
si flori, terase unde sa iti bei linistit cafeluta :)



insista...;)



vad ca pofta mea e cam pusa la incercare...si de...si de...





si ma trezeste la realitate.Uite ce au facut astia...in cativ anisori...

stuck in a moment

The way I feel at the moment...stuck in...conjugari de verbe....intre shakespeare colt cu james joyce.;)..never ending tasks...as always:)

Stuck In a Moment You Can’t Get Out Of

I’m not afraid of anything in this world

There’s nothing you can throw at me that I haven’t heard

I’m just trying to find a decent melody

A song that I can sing in my own company

I never thought you were a fool

But darling, look at you

You gotta stand up straight, carry your own weight

These tears are going nowhere, baby

You’ve got to get yourself together

You’ve got stuck in a moment and now you can’t get out of it

Don’t say that later will be better now you’re stuck in a moment

And you can’t get out of it

I will not forsake, the colours that you bring

But the nights you filled with fireworks

They left you with nothing I am still enchanted by the light you brought to me

I still listen through your ears, and through your eyes I can see

And you are such a fool

To worry like you do I know it’s tough, and you can never get enough

Of what you don’t really need now…my oh my

You’ve got to get yourself together

You’ve got stuck in a moment and now you can’t get out of it

Oh love look at you now

You’ve got stuck in a moment and now you can’t get out of it

I was unconscious, half asleep

The water is warm till you discover how deep…

I wasn’t jumping…for me it was a fall

It’s a long way down to nothing at all

You’ve got to get yourself together

You’ve got stuck in a moment and now you can’t get out of it

Don’t say that later will be better now

You’ve got stuck in a moment and now you can’t get out of it

And if the night runs over

And if the day won’t last

And if our way should falter

Along the stony pass

But only for a short time I hope:).
Gata anu' si gata cu numaratul tuleilor de porumb. Trecem la alta numaratoare si anume cea a zilelor de invatat pentru exams sau de ce nu, de invatat mersul pe bicicleta;p; sau mai bine bifatul in calindar a zilelor pana ma refugiez in atmosfera serilor la malul Mediteranei...can hardly wait:)





si oare e nevoie sa adaug ca doar atunci cand te opresti din cautat ajungi sa realizezi ca de fapt ai ce cautai...;)

would you like a glass of...

:) nu prea stiu eu ce cauta tipu' 'cela pe cada catarat cu mandolina 'ceia, ma rog, dar piesa e draguta. Iar eu ma multumesc si cu liliac in loc de petale de trandafir, nu ca as refuza.

dar ce urmeaza...nu mai am cuvinte:):)

togetherness

What are you afraid of semnu intrebarii, ca nu imi merge tasta:D
Living.
Lie to me.
ma rog, tot uit data sa schimb...:)did it again.

breakfast on the morning tram:)

one recipe for your heartache: need a tram, cafe au lait, a waking city that flatters by, and maybe a cinammon pan cake...




nicely put...but don't try this... in your town. Especially with our trams. I for one
like trams. They make me think of trains...the sound, the swing, the wind in your hair...:):)

growing old memories

O intalnesc in fiecare luni, linistind amintiri si alungand singuratati in poarta pe o lavita. De data asta am regasit-o adapostindu-se de soare si nu m-am putut abtine sa nu fur o amintire.

Memories
rowing slowly
sweet
in the shadow
mysterious





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conjugand acest minunat anotimp dar la timpul prezent-chiar daca data din poze induce in eroare.;)

copilarie furata

Aproape ca am ramas fara cuvinte... clasa a VII-a...mesaj de adio....'sa te odihnesti in pace, Tania si vei ramane mereu in sufletele noastre:(' si o poza din care se ivea un zambet trist de domnisoara...Am vazut rapid mesajul deschizand mess-ul. Sedea mare in dreptul fostei mele eleve ce invata acum intr-o alta scoala. Am aflat rapid despre povestea Taniei, plecata din Republica Moldova, lasand in urma un tata, un frate si luand cu ea memoria mamei moarta si ea. Ii rostesc parca familiar numele desi nu stiu cine este...Nu mai este acum pentru ca s-a sinucis marti dupa abia se intorsese de la scoala. Motivul nu se cunoaste. Ei acum, nu e mare mister in asta. Nu ma mira prea mult. Ma duc cu gandul nu foarte departe, doar cu cateva ore in urma spre inceputul zilei de azi. Clasa a V-a. The English class...Dialog:" Mai, daca mai spui asta, te omor!"cu priviri si gesturi incordate...Nu aveam nici atunci cuvinte, nici macar de apostrofare. Se intampla sa aud multe astfel de adresari aproape puse in practica....Incerc cauze, observ efecte.Each day.Copii ce nu mai au copilarie, nu se mai bucura de ea, de nimeni, de nimic.... strigator la cer. Mai ca imi urla sufletul cand le vad in fiecare zi privirile goale de orice expresie, in schimb pline de singuratate si lipsa de iubire....aceeasi copii fara parinti...fara copilarie.

Tania...



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