... Where die the fairies, where the horizon sleep, where the sun turns off, where elves Arman their games, where stars, They come together, where the Universe ends, where she drops a tear. Where the eyes, they feel, where the moon sings, where the yearnings they win, where silence speaks, where death lives, where each morning find your eyes, inn mine, accompanied. Where they are narrated caresses, where kisses cry, where skin it shakes, where hands Callan, where the voice marmolada sits, where light dazzles, where the regime auras. where poison revives, where dreams awake, where my tears is eco, of your love, so latent, where it is different your humanity and mine, where it is agony, a word not given, where to look is solstice, where seeing, You exaggerates, where the indifference about me, where your love I snatch me.
SUSPIRARES QUE TRASPASAN, ENTENDIENDO LAS CAUSAS,LAS RAZONES Y LOS SENTIDOS, CARIÑOS EN LETRAS MÁS QUE VIVAS. rossanscarone@hotmail.com o me pueden ubicar en facebook. Propiedad y derechos reservados de Rossana Scarone.
martes, 7 de octubre de 2014
Where i go?
... Where die the fairies, where the horizon sleep, where the sun turns off, where elves Arman their games, where stars, They come together, where the Universe ends, where she drops a tear. Where the eyes, they feel, where the moon sings, where the yearnings they win, where silence speaks, where death lives, where each morning find your eyes, inn mine, accompanied. Where they are narrated caresses, where kisses cry, where skin it shakes, where hands Callan, where the voice marmolada sits, where light dazzles, where the regime auras. where poison revives, where dreams awake, where my tears is eco, of your love, so latent, where it is different your humanity and mine, where it is agony, a word not given, where to look is solstice, where seeing, You exaggerates, where the indifference about me, where your love I snatch me.
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