Fátima Miranda. Entre Salamanca y Samarkanda (Cantos Robados)

Cantos robados

cantos peneirados no vento

ventos peneirados no silêncio

silêncios roubados aos campos

cantos dobados no tear

da tua voz ausente

terei a memória solitária

da viagem que nunca farei

salamanca samarcanda

noivas que em ti desesperei.

je/S

Lykke Li - Possibility (Video)

Não serei mais de mim
nas minhas mãos vagas

terei outra vastidão

going barefoot bare soul
looking for you at night

cold i will stay
cold i will say
i don't love you
words of a ghost
coming from the frost.

je/S

Javier Limón y Buika en Buenafuente 29/09/10 Sometimes I hear this song as if I was dead!

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Quantas son las penumbras
de la esclavitud?
Quantas son las agonias
de los que sufren?

Tinieblas y nieblas
me dicen la penuria
de te haber perdido.

Y lo canto oscuro de tus labios
me da un beso en la alma.

Adonde te puedo encontrar
hechicera que me haces llorar?

je/S

Não será este o rosto que procuras no silêncio dos espelhos?

I dream a distant country were the rivers have the beauty of your closed eyes!
I dream a soft veil closing your eyes!




Todos os espelhos me escondem
na vastidão do que são
mares vazios
fotografias em que porfias
encontrar a tua própria solidão.

Todos os espelhos me revelam
na fulva imagem
de num outro distante espelho
estar pousada a tua  mão.

je/S

Black Prairie - "How Do You Ruin Me" Kind and melancholic in the shadows of love!

Black prairies
are my countryside

shadows i prefer
flowers without fragrance

even the dark is to much light
in my sad soul in trance

black prairies
are my countryside
no neighbors no friends
just a dog barking
to the howl of the wind

how do you ruin me
with your absence

now i know
the wild light
of the coyotes running
in a black prairie


je/S

Each day I wiil stay
like a mountain far away

each day is the real future
I was not dreaming yesterday

each day is a purple flower
a deep grief in your bower

each day I go away
in the words I will never say

Each day i slowly decay
like if it was the last day.

je/S

Aziza Mustafa Zadeh - Shamans (part I)

voices i have heard
all nights without you
dreams i have lost
searching my soul
when i sleep beside the sky

my words navels without body
dreams without soul
only bring me the empty night
the echo of a stone
falling in love for eternity

je/S

The Nightingale & The Rose - Aziza Mustafa Zadeh

there is a tree in my yard
a orange sweet tree
who sings in my heart

there is nightingale in my yard
a sweet bird free
who dies in my heart

there is a botanical garden
charming my beggar eyes
and a exotic song
growing like love in me

je/S 

Scott Matthews - Piano Song I wait for waves of dark seas

the days are waves from a dead sea
and faces i cannot see

ruins from the light
shadows who fight
inside me insane me

the days are strange prays
to a unknown god
coming from the sea
and a wave breaks my heart
waiting for you inside me

insane is this tree
this branches without roots
this earth without roof

take me once again
like a child lost in the night

your hand is the sand of the sea
coming alone sad to me

Je/S