miercuri, 3 martie 2010

Dragoste, legi si verde

Arisha ...sau cum e oare, cum e oare dragostea...


Alerg in vise cu Arisha prin campii nesfarsite si verzi, da'veeerzi...
Ea e galbena ca soarele, eu neagra ca noaptea. Alerg cu Arisha printr-un aer care nu e aer, ca doar sunt in vis, nu?... dar am tot felul de reflexe si-ntrebari despre gravitatie si alte legi- sa-i fie tarana usoara lu' profu' de fizica, saracu', de ce-o mai fi fumat si el asa de mult si de ce-o fi avut un aer mereu trist? Ca el stia bine legile, nu ca mine.


Alerg in vise cu Arisha si nu obosim niciodata. Bine, ca ea nu oboseste inteleg mai usor, da' de ce nu obosesc eu, mi-e greu sa pricep. Ca eu si daca urc patru etaje pana la mama gafai. Dar in vis e mai usor. Dar e vis?


Alerg in vise cu Arisha. Prin campii nesfarsite si verzi, alergam. Tampita cum ma aflu, ma-ntreb ce ar putea cauta pisicile pe campii, ca-mi imagiez ca Arisha dupa mate fuge.


Alerg cu Arisha. Prin campii nesfarsite si verzi. Ce bine ca-s nesfarsite. Ce bine ca-s verzi.





Perhaps love is like a resting place, a shelter from the storm

It exists to give you comfort, it is there to keep you warm

And in those times of trouble when you are most alone

The memory of love will bring you home

Perhaps love is like a window, perhaps an open door

It invites you to come closer, it wants to show you more

And even if you lose yourself and don't know what to do

The memory of love will see you through

Oh love to some is like a cloud, to some as strong as steel

For some a way of living, for some a way to feel

And some say love is holding on and some say letting go

And some say love is everything, and some say they don't know

Perhaps love is like the ocean, full of conflict, full of pain

Like a fire when it's cold outside, thunder when it rains

If i should live forever, and all my dreams come true

My memories of love will be of you

Some say love is holding on and some say letting go

And some say love is everything and some say they don't know

Perhaps love is like the ocean, full of conflict, full of pain

Like a fire when it's cold outside, thunder when it rains

If I should live forever, and all my dreams come true

My memories of love will be of you

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