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Post by solavalance on Feb 26, 2006 22:30:26 GMT -5
We all know that home is where that heart is. But what happens when the heart moves on? I think that it finds a place where we are needed the most. The happiness we choose consists of us and teh people we love. The simple joy of another right beside you.
Love is blind, which I beleive to be true. It knows not age nor gender. It creates a bond between two people. They share moments, sometimes these bonds blinds us though. The ugly truth uncovered. Is it possible that we know something might be horrible the entire time but our choices makes us ignorant to these events?
Time after time we showed courage. This shields us from what we don't know about or make sure others cannot see it. Hope shines in the darkest of places. It gives all sorts of people a sense we are better then others say. We beleive it and then we become a better person.
Love is probably the most dangerous emotion on Earth. It has conquered cities, countries and has killed. It's given us life and eternal happiness. The element of humans protect the weak and repel the wicked.
We love because we can. Somedays more then others but we cannot explain everything. Thus gives us a soul. An entity of life and also heart and body. A soul.... the essence of everyone.
February 26th, 2006
Love Lara
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Post by solavalance on Mar 16, 2006 18:33:13 GMT -5
La Solitudine
by Laura Pausini
marco se n'è andato e non ritorna più
e il treno delle 7:30 senza lui
è un cuore di metallo senza l'anima
nel freddo del mattino grigio di città
a scuola il banco è vuoto, marco è dentro me
è dolce il suo respiro fra i pensieri miei
distanze enormi sembrano dividerci
ma il cuore batte forte dentro me
chissà se tu mi penserai
se con i tuoi non parli mai
se ti nascondi come me
sfuggi gli sguardi e te ne stai
rinchiuso in camera e non vuoi mangiare
stringi forte a te il cuscino
piangi e non lo sai quanto altro male ti farà la solitudine
marco nel mio diario ho una fotografia
hai gli occhi di bambino un poco timido
la stringo forte al cuore e sento che ci sei
fra i compiti d'inglese e matematica
tuo padre e i suoi consigli che monotonia
lui con il suo lavoro ti ha portato via
di certo il tuo parere non l'ha chiesto mai
ha detto "un giorno tu mi capirai"
chissà se tu mi penserai
se con gli amici parlerai
per non soffrire più per me
ma non è facile lo sai
a scuola non ne posso più
e i pomeriggi senza te
studiare è inutile tutte le idee si affollano su te
non è possibile dividere la vita di noi due
ti prego aspettami amore mio...
ma illuderti non so!
la solitudine fra noi
questo silenzio dentro me
è l'inquietudine di vivere la vita senza te
ti prego aspettami perché
non posso stare senza te
non è possibile dividere la storia di noi due
la solitudine fra noi
questo silenzio dentro me
è l'inquietudine di vivere la vita senza te
ti prego aspettami perché
non posso stare senza te
non è possibile dividere la storia di noi due
la solitudine
English Translation
La Solitudine
by Laura Pausini
Mark went away and will never go back.
Without him the 7.30 train
Is like a metal heart without soul
in the coldness of the morning grey weather.
At school the desk is vacant, but Mark is inside me,
his breathing is sweet among my thoughts;
great distances seem to keep us apart,
but my heart's beating fast inside me.
I'm wondering if you always think of me
If you never talk to your parents,
if you hide yourself like me,
if you escape notice and
live shut up in your room without eating,
if you is hugging your pillow,
cry and don't know how much harm loneliness does you.
Mark, I have a photo of yours in my diary:
you have the eyes of a shy-looking child.
I'm hugging it and feel you are with me
among my English and maths exercises;
your father and his advice, what a tediousness!
He and his job took you away ,
without hearing your opinion.
He said only:”Some day you will understand”
Goodness knows if you think of me,
If you talk to your friends,
so that you don't be sad about me,
but it's not easy, you know.
At school I can't take any more,
I've had enough of the afternoons without you,
studying is useless as all my ideas press round you.
It's impossible to keep us apart ,
Please, wait for me, my love
but I cannot deceive you!
Solitude between us
this silence inside me
is anxiety about living without you.
Please, wait for me because
I cannot live without you.
It's impossible to keep us apart
Solitude between us
this silence inside me
is anxiety about living without you.
Please wait for me because
I cannot live without you.
It's impossible to keep us apart.
Solitude.
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This is such a beautiful song. I absolutely love italian music. Along with Japanese, German, French, Chinese and Sri Lanki.
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Post by solavalance on Mar 20, 2006 8:38:23 GMT -5
I've read the roleplay that we had.... the greatest yet. The part of it that got to me was.... the Hero. I know my Hero. My mom she has always been here for me. She wants nothing but the best. And I was scared before. If I did bad o something I might disappoint her but I didn't. I told her this and she said that was hard to do. Like I said before Love blinds us. Mine certainly did. I don' think everything would be alright if she was out of my life. I know I would cry and could never do anything again. My grandmother died..... and I didn't want to be happy anymore. I never wanted to feel warm..... I wanted to be cold. I wanted so many things. I told myself I would be strong and not cry at her funeral. And I didn't.... but I did afterwards when I was home.... in my room. My mom comforted me.... she said everything would be alright. It was.... but in some of my dreams... they tell me she left me alone in the world. And I awoke up crying and scared if that was true. Sometimes she died in a car crash.... and I'm afraid that I might loose the one person who loved me from day one...... the only person I can feel comfortable around.... and be myself and not worry if thats how they want me to be. I'm scared of losing my Hero.
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Post by solavalance on Apr 5, 2006 23:09:16 GMT -5
Can any one here identify sadness? How easy it can be hidden. How it can destroy the strong from inside out. No one could ever know a lonliness unless it is their own. No matter the problem, no matter the situation. How can you know the feeling when it is their own? When the sudden sadness is overpowering, striking against all other emotions.
My silence solidifies,
Until that hollow void erases you,
Erases you so I can't feel at all.
But if I never fell again, at least that nothingness
The windows of our souls are supposibly our eyes, but how hard is it to decipher. The impending surge of sorrow. Nothing could ever change the facts. When you never try, because you know what is too come if you do. The love you received from long ago turned into Ash. Thrown into the wind. Nothing to catch the memory to be forgotten.
I don't believe I'll be alright
I don't believe I'll be OK
I don't believe how you've thrown me away
I do believe you didn't try
I do blame you for every lie
When I look in your eyes, I don't see mine
When are we to become happy. When will the blazing sun come from its hiding? I feel that nothing will ever be within our grasp. We fail, again and again never to actually be perfectly happy. No we will only know the bad. The wretched sadness of the weak and the depressed.
Somebody's bed will never be warm again,
The river will keep this friend.
Yeah somebody's bed will never be warm again,
No never again.
I want..... I want to feel alive. The dead feeling lingering inside has almost has dominated me. To be forgiven for an event that was out of my control. I want so many things but nothing ever would come true. It's impossible to change the past. Just like it's impossible to correctly predict the future. There are no guarantees that we are certain of.
è un cuore di metallo senza l'anima
nel freddo del mattino grigio di città / Is like a metal heart without soul
in the coldness of the morning grey weather.
Shedding tears is all you can possibly do. Nothing more then a mere memory..... Nothing less then perfection. Is this sickening image what we can to perceive ourselves as? As someone who needs to be taken care of?
I want to become free. To be nothing more then a passing image in the still pciture of life.
Love Lara
April 5th, 2006
Italiacs/Bold/Underline=Sound Of White by Missy Higgins
Italiacs=Skin by Alexz Johnson
Bold =The River by Missy Higgins
Underline= La Solitudine by Laura Pausini. ( The english is obviously the translation )
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Post by solavalance on Apr 7, 2006 20:17:04 GMT -5
Sunlight StatuesEnveloped into your sinful world Even if it may be only for a day The world considers the protege an enigma A tale far below the celestial heavens The wheel of life in perpetual motion Unberable, that was what we said of our journey Aquantices in and out of the door Embrace the silent word spoken Madness increased the horrid routines The greatest story ever told Stand with me love, not against We had perished by war Sun has risen to see a couple made of marble Retold of the past to the next heirs of Story Tellers. John Carifelle LOVE THIS POEM.
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