Archivio per aprile, 2011

(missing you)

Posted in Senza categoria on 26 aprile 2011 by catcher in the rye

“Chi ora fugge, presto inseguirà, chi non accetta doni, ne offrirà, e se non ama, presto comunque amerà” (Saffo di Ereso)

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“It is the job that is never started that takes longest to finish.”

Posted in Senza categoria on 17 aprile 2011 by catcher in the rye

“Et Eärello Endorenna utúlien.
Sinome maruvan ar Hildinyar tenn’ Ambar-metta!

'Out of the Great Sea to Middle-earth I am come.
 In this place I will abide, and my heirs, unto the ending of the world.'”

Can you hear the horses? Because here they come…

Posted in Senza categoria on 13 aprile 2011 by catcher in the rye
Happiness hit her like a train on a track
Coming towards her stuck still no turning back
She hid around corners and she hid under beds
She killed it with kisses and from it she fled
With every bubble she sank with her drink
And washed it away down the kitchen sink
The dog days are over
The dog days are done
The horses are coming
So you better run
Run fast for your mother, run fast for your father
Run for your children, for your sisters and brothers
Leave all your love and your longing behind
You cant carry it with you if you want to survive
The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses?
Because here they come
And I never wanted anything from you
Except everything you had and what was left after that too, oh
Happiness hit her like a bullet in the head
Struck from a great height by someone who should know better than that
The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses?
Because here they come
Run fast for your mother, run fast for your father
Run for your children, for your sisters and brothers
Leave all your loving, your loving behind
You cant carry it with you if you want to survive
The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses?
Because here they come
The dog days are over
The dog days are done
The horses are coming
So you better run

los martes al sol

Posted in Senza categoria on 12 aprile 2011 by catcher in the rye

Al regresar de su vuelo espacial, un periodista le preguntó a Yuri Gagarin si había visto a Dios en su viaje. “Por supuesto que vi al Camarada Dios, y me ha pedido que les diga, que no existe”.

(LOS LUNES AL SOL)

rubata a una pastina…

Posted in Senza categoria on 11 aprile 2011 by catcher in the rye

“Ma così è la vita: se incontri un essere umano nella folla, seguilo… seguilo.” (cit. Daniel Pennac)

Será como si te hubiese dado, en vez de estrellas, montones de pequeños cascabeles que saben reír…

Posted in Senza categoria on 8 aprile 2011 by catcher in the rye

Me perderia de pie esa sensacion de encontrarme con las cosas por segunda vez.

dog days are over?

Posted in Senza categoria on 6 aprile 2011 by catcher in the rye

“Leave all your loving, your loving behind | You cant carry it with you if you want to survive”