domingo, 23 de setembro de 2012

Celtic music


Stop working... just a few seconds ...  
Think about nature: the leaves drifting to the ground in multi-hued shades of gold, ruby and orange,  the  water falling down, the sun  shining in the sky, the wind   blowing everywhere, sometimes sweet or strong, but  free like a bird,  whispering you that you are  alive and your life  is wonderful...relax.
Sometimes We must  stop to hear,  to  feel and to believe... DC

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sábado, 22 de setembro de 2012



The falling leaves drift by the window frame
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
Since you went away the days grow long
And soon I'll hear old winter's song
But I miss you most of all my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall

sexta-feira, 21 de setembro de 2012

There is a kingdom of green
out where no man has walked
the only thing that sees this kingdom
is up in the skies
it's they who walk the skies.

Ice cold streams have flown for thousands of years
throughout the axe-age, the sword-age, the wolf-age
these streams have run eternal
and for one thousand more years, they will flow free
even after the age of the eternal snow.

By the sun cross, this kingdom will reign
by the gods, this eternal domain
stays a place so untouched by all
I will see it one day from almighty golden hall.

quarta-feira, 19 de setembro de 2012