το αστέρι του βορριά

La estrella del norte traerá el cielo claro y estrellado pero antes que aparezca una vela sobre el mar me volveré una ola y un fuego para abrazarte, tierra extranjera Y tú, mi pátria perdida y lejana te volverás caricia y herida cuando amanezca en otra tierra Ahora vuelo a la festividad de la vida, Ahora vuelo a la fiesta de mi alegría. Viejas lunas mias, mis nuevos pájaros despedid al sol y al dia desde el monte para que me veais pasar como un relámpago en el cielo.

regrets collect like old friends

This is not an illusion
This is not a temptation
People always try to feel
People always try to feel something different
Breathing in to the good times
Breathing out to the bad times
Everything's alive
Everything inspiring for human poetry
                    ♦
You were made of a endanger
You are made of embracement
But I' m just a hope
But I' m just a hope, you claimed, like the others
Now I hope I could be loved
Now I need to give more love
Turning to my left, turning to my right
I see tears on your face

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I was a comfortable kid but I don't think about it anymore

And then she frowned, and shook her head, then put her arms around him once more, pressing her face into his shoulder, making a noise that sounded almost like rage.
'What's up?' he asked.
'Nothing. Oh, nothing. Just...' She looked up at him. 'I thought I'd finally got rid of you.'
'I don't think you can.' he said” 

an adagio

“But why should you be interested in me?"
Good question. I can’t explain it myself right this moment. But maybe – just maybe – if we start getting together and talking, after a while something like Francis Lai’s soundtrack music will start playing in the background, and a whole slew of concrete reasons why I’m interested in you will line up out of nowhere. With luck, it might even snow for us.

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“It strikes me that this may be one of the differences between youth and age: when we are young, we invent different futures for ourselves; when we are old, we invent different pasts for others.”
 
 “I certainly believe we all suffer damage, one way or another. How could we not,except in a world of perfect parents, siblings, neighbours, companions? And then there is the question on which so much depends, of how we react to the damage: whether we admit it or repress it,and how this affects our dealings with others.Some admit the damage, and try to mitigate it;some spend their lives trying to help others who are damaged; and there are those whose main concern is to avoid further damage to themselves, at whatever cost. And those are the ones who are ruthless, and the ones to be careful of.”

I've got another thing coming undone

στην απ 'εξω.αυτό το καλοκαίρι πάντα κάτι θα γίνεται και θα σου γαμιέται η ψυχολογία.κάθε καλοκαίρι η μόνιμη σκέψη οτι το επόμενο καλοκαίρι τα πράγματα θα είναι καλύτερα απ'όλες τις απόψεις.και σκατά,για ποιο λόγο να είναι,για ποιο λόγο πιέζω τον εαυτό μου να αλλάξουν τα πράγματα.στην ίδια θέση με πέρσυ.μόνο που την προηγούμενη χρονιά πίστευα οτι μετά το καλοκαίρι θα αρχίσει η σχολή και θα γνωρίσω ενδιαφέροντα άτομα,θα ασχοληθώ με τις σπουδές μου και τέτοιες μαλακίες.ναι αμέ,τα άτομα και το ενδιαφέρον για τις σπουδές ελάχιστο.ίσως φταίει οτι παραείμαι περίεργη και γω.και πάνω που γνωρίζεις έναν άνθρωπο που σε ενδιαφέρει(σαν άτομο και μόνο) σιγά σιγά χάνεται απο κοντά σου.συγκεκριμένα δύο άτομα που σε ενδιαφέρουν.αυτή η απομυθοποίηση για τους πάντες.το καλό μέχρι στιγμής έχει κρατήσει ελάχιστους μήνες.και το αληθινό καλό μέρες.και το μόνιμο ερώτημα του "τι κάνω λάθος".άσε μας και συ σιγά τα προβλήματα που έχεις εδώ άλλοι πεθαίνουν.η μαλακία είναι αυτή η συνεχής προσπάθεια στα λάθος πράγματα."σταμάτα να το κυνηγάς και να δεις που θα ρθει απο μόνο του",ναι το βρήκαμε λουκουμάκι και το λέμε για όλα.και απο την άλλη φέτος έχω υποσχεθεί τόόόόσες φορές πως θα σταματήσω να ασχολούμαι με αυτούς τους διαιωνισμούς των σχέσεων.3000 φορές τέλος και 3000 φορές ξανά απ'την αρχή.και αυτός ο γαμημένος εγωισμός εκει που ώρες ώρες του δίνει και καταλαβαίνει κάποιες φορές σε κάνει να σέρνεσαι.και μέχρι πότε και αυτό;πάνω που σταματάνε τα μπερδέματα και δε θες να ασχολείσαι με τίποτα μετά απο λίγο μπαίνεις ξανά στον ίδιο κύκλο.βασικά δε βγαίνεις ποτέ απο τον κύκλο απλά σταματάς για κάποιες περιόδους.και αυτό γιατί ακόμη δεν τη θες αυτή τη σταθερότητα.αν την ήθελες θα ήσουν αλλιώς.ίσως αν την ήθελες θα ταν πιο εύκολα.και θα μπορούσες να πεις πιο εύκολα αυτά που αισθάνεσαι χωρίς να επηρεάζεσαι απο την οποιαδήποτε ανάγκη που έχεις μέσα απο τον άλλον.ίσως και έτσι θα σε καταλάβαιναν και θα το ένιωθαν πραγματικά..

that simple little moment of contact

 It was one of those great spring days, it was Sunday, and you knew summer would be coming soon. And I remember that morning Dorrie and I had gone for a walk in the park and come back to the apartment. We were just sort of sitting around and I put on a record of Louie Armstrong which was music I grew up with and it was very, very pretty, and I happened to glance over and I saw Dorrie sitting there. And I remember thinking to myself how terrific she was and how much I loved her. And I don't know, I guess it was a combination of everything, the sound of the music, and the breeze, and how beautiful Dorrie looked to me and for one brief moment everything just seemed to come together perfectly and I felt happy, almost indestructible in a way. It's funny, that simple little moment of contact moved me in a very, very profound way. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=87cLyBR1JTo

5 χρόνια πίσω σε ένα συγκεκριμένο άτομο η αφιέρωση 

A lovestruck Romeo, sings the streets of serenade

Laying everybody low with a love song that he made

Find a streetlight, steps out of the shade

Says something like, "You and me, babe, how about it?"

Juliet says, "Hey, it's Romeo, you nearly gave me a heart attack"

He's underneath the window, she's singing

Hey, la, my boyfriend's back"

You shouldn't come around here, singing up at people like that

Anyway what you gonna do about it?

Juliet, the dice was loaded from the start

And I bet and you exploded in my heart

And I forget, I forget the movie song

When you gonna realize, it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?

Come up on different streets, they both were streets of shame

Both dirty, both mean, yes and the dream was just the same

And I dream your dream for you and now your dream is real

How can you look at me, as if I was just another one of your deals?

you can fall for chains of silver, you can fall for chains of gold

You can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold

You promised me everything, you promised me thick and thin

Now you just say, "Oh, Romeo, yeah, you know

I used to have a scene with him"

Juliet, when we made love, you used to cry

I said, "I love you like the stars above, "I love you till I die"

And there's a place for us, you know the movie song

When you gonna realize, it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?

I can't do the talk like the talk on the TV

And I can't do a love song like the way it's meant to be

I can't do everything but I'd do anything for you

I Can't do anything except be in love with you

And all I do is miss you and the way we used to be

All I do is keep the beat, the bad company

And all I do is kiss you, through the bars of a rhyme

Juliet, I'd do the stars with you any time

Juliet, when we made love, you used to cry

I said, "I love you like the stars above, I'll love you till I die"

And there's a place for us, you know the movie song

When you gonna realize, it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?

A lovestruck Romeo, he sings the streets of serenade

Laying everybody low with a love song that he made

Find a convenient streetlight, steps out of the shade

He says something like, "You and me, babe, how about it?"

favorite scene

/συγκεκριμένα πράγματα για να κερδίσεις κάποιον/

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εκείνη τη στιγμή που θα παίζει το πικ-απ κάποιο απ τα cd του Richard και θα είναι εκείνη η στιγμή που θα σαι ερωτευμένος..

Όταν ερωτευτείτε να ακούσετε τον Richard...

Show me the face
Of the one I'll love
Cause I've run out
Of preconceived notions