ALEGRIA CONFIDENTE Una contrita gota de alegría mi ansia acalla sin que sepa de qué copa dolorosa se escancia
By Stanley Collymore Having these Windsor family members, so automatically as the patrons of all these distinctively various organisation…
Some dogs runaway to die, I runaway to cry. I want everyone to think of me as… Even with all the wrong that goes… I don’t want people to see me sad,
La muerte no llega vida dime ya ¿porque esta espera con tanta crueldad?. Las horas son días
Una muerte sencilla es la que quieren las personas se deprimen todos al ver su muerte lenta y agonizand… yo no soy como los demás
Y vendrán días, días en los que voy a querer recordarte, días que deseare estar contigo, en tus brazos, observándo tus ojos traviesos y perdidos. Vendrán días en los que te pediré tu si...
a painted breeze seeps through the trees and whispers of its load fences awake no sound to make
I am beautiful like the rain, IN pain like the feeling you felt… O you hit your next vein, please Lord make me believe I am… without you I could never be this…
‘What bluid’s that on thy coat lap… Son Davie! Son Davie! What bluid’s that on thy coat lap? And the truth come tell to me, O.… ‘It is the bluid of my great hawk,
There is a spot in my backyard where I lay. That’s not the truth, It’s not I who lays there. She is someone I used to know and someone I’ll never know. Her hands are tied for she needs ...
WE HAVE FRIENDS THAT WE… THAT ARE NEVER AFRAID… JUST HOW MUCH THEY MEAN…
Have you accounted for the ones you loved......love....will be loving. The various forms.....revelations......realizations....they all puzzle me. I have come to understand that my heart...
I’m walking on a lonely road in th… I’m crying so hard because all I… The only thing playing in my head… The wind is blowing so hard I’m g… I can feel all this pain rushing t…
Perder es a veces ganar, dicen, pero perder perdiendo devasta. Perder un sentido, y no leer estas… Perder el sentido, como las yayas. Perder sin sentido, da rabia.
Le bon père Sylvain, ayant bu sa… Des bras et du bonnet opine Pour le patron du cabaret Qui vient de l’appeler en riant :… « C’est ben vrai ! Je l’dis sans…
Back to the breast of thy mother, Child of the earth! E’en her caress can not smother What thou hast done. Follow the trail of the westering…
it’s not just about the spoken wor… it’s the words that are spoken and… I speak my thoughts out loud and… heart center is the most authentic… It’s not only what you say but how…
Lo sabía, desde anoche se me dio p… yo era desde siempre el paisaje y mis pies eran apenas los arboles… mis ojos eran los ríos y venecia… lo sabía, amiga tierra mía,
The Banshee wailed as I said to the sea “One more sunrise before I die” JE Falcon
mecai en la ducha mecai con el jabon me cai por la tuberia y aterrice en tu corazon cuando llegue a casa me puse el ca…
Caballitos de madera, carruajes de cenicienta, elefantes con corta trompa, luces de colores giran sin parar.
It’s almost time for the Academy… Theaters are showing their best mo… and someone I know wants to go. I used to pay 15 cents to see Roy… in black and white cowboy up on Tr…
Pterodactyl pigs with earthly drea… soaring amongst the dreamy clouds, landward ho thy sky borne swines toward Mother Earth to set foot u… a habitat trading habitats or a
Lumi e capanne ai bivi chiamarono i compagni. A te resta questa che il vento ti disvela
Sort of being plunged into a void making no sense No call it my soul losing sense of significance all because of sensations that arise from a certain situation Left in an emotional...
I hate it that you’re gone And now I’m all alone. I hate it that my heart is broke And has slowly turned to stone. I hate it that I’m crying
Timore per ciò che aiuta a compren… Vedo nella luce della conoscenza, Che spesso si avvale del piacere, Il proibito che non si può evitare… Qualcosa mi spacca come in due
En aquella galería, Adornada de arabescos Y follajes primorosos, Con oro y esmaltes hechos, Y cuya baranda rica
If I look into the mirror I don’t look into my eyes for too long only a second a second of feelings
nadie puede ya nadar con los dias de la historia tu boca es puente sin caer en el pasado ahora bronceada de palabras ante el sol enemigo el calor va corriendo al testigo camino lluvia d...