"whoever you are, or whatever it is that you do, when you really want something, it's because that desire originated in the soul of the universe. It's your mission on earth." ...."And when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it." Paulo Coelho

 

Twenty years from now you will be more dissapointed by the things that you didn´t do than by the ones you did do.. so throw off the bowlines, sail away from safe harbour, catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream.Discover... Mark Twain

"Y haciendo cosas que rompo para arreglarlas y volver a romperlas paso mi tiempo...
y el tiempo se acaba...y la vida no espera..."
El niño de las pinturas. (Granada)

la vida es sueño

la vida es sueño

Choose a dream, choose a place, choose companion, choose a date, choose your rites of passage, choose good music, choose good books, choose you lucky charms, choose your fairies and your demons, choose your fears, choose finding yourself, choose getting lost, choose creating yourself, choose me please, choose laughs and dias felices, follow the signs and your fate, and then enjoy the ride .. till the end and say hello to Angels...

miércoles, enero 26, 2011

too long...

fear nada

If today was not an endless highway,

If tonight was not a crooked trail,


If tomorrow wasn't such a long time,


Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all.


Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin',


Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin',


Only if she was lyin' by me,


Then I'd lie in my bed once again.




I can't see my reflection in the waters,


I can't speak the sounds that show no pain,


I can't hear the echo of my footsteps,


Or can't remember the sound of my own name.


Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin',


Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin',


Only if she was lyin' by me,


Then I'd lie in my bed once again.




There's beauty in the silver, singin' river,


There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky,


But none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty


That I remember in my true love's eyes.


Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin',


Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin',


Only if she was lyin' by me,


Then I'd lie in my bed once again.

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