Tocar el cielo y las estrellas

Tocar el cielo y las estrellas a ver si me cumplen un deseo

Tacho y la Gitana

Tacho y la Gitana

un amor que se termina con una nena tan rubia como su mama

Nacho y su Paisa

Nacho y su Paisa la historia mas linda de amor que existe, una paisanita grasa y tonta pero con un alma tan pura qure cura hasta lo malo de los angeles y un nene bien que encuntra su felicidad despues un largo viaje lejos de ella y se despierta a la reliadad al ver los manos frios de mar como los manos de su paisa y regresa a la casa cambiando el futuro solo para estar con ella

Casi angeles 1

Mi-ar lua ani sa vorbesc despre casi angeles si sa postez toate lucrurile frumoase pe care le-am invatat de la ei. Uneori ingeri sunt ingeniosi, cum nu vroiam sa ma apropii de ei s-au apropiat ei de mine in singurul mod in care i-asi fi putut intelege si mi-au trimis cel mai frumos cadou pe care puteau sa mi-l trimita: Casi Angeles

Asa incepe povestea cu o mica printesa care cade in fantana si un portal care se deschide cu iubire

Mar si Thiago

iubirea lor va da nastere lui bruno, creatorul portalului, prin portal bruno putea calatori in trecut pentru a-i proteja

Nico si Cielo

Criss si Vlad - Cine esti?, Ploaia mea

Venus time

It’s Venus time

It’s also mine

It’s you and me

I hold the key

To be together

For eternity

Atat de multe

Atat de multe nopti singura

Nopti in care plangeam

Stand la fereastra mea

Si ma intrebam

De ce imi era atat de greu

Sa visez

Sa fiu eu

Nu-mi pot imagina

Lumea fara iubire

Viata fara tine

Fara noi

Atat de multe nopti

Atat de multe amintiri

Atat de multe porniri

Atat de multe cuvinte

Ce alcatuiesc intrebari fara raspuns

Give me a chance

Give me a chance

Give me a glance

And say you’ll be mine

For the end of time

Give me a chance tonight

When the moon is bright

Give me a chance

One last dance

Take my hand slow

And don’t let me go

Just give me one more chance

A chance to talk to you

A chance to tell you the truth

Take you from the start

Give you all my heart

All my love, my everything

Give me a chance

Give me a glance

And say you’ll be mine

For the end of time

I could

I could stop the rain

If you’d take away my pain

I could stop the wind

If you’d remember what you did

Those endless nights we made love

Those endless days we thought

We’d touch the skies above

I could stop the sun

I could stop the fire

If you’d realize that you are my desire

But now

I can’t close my eyes

I can’t count the tears

That falls down and never ends

I could stop the rain

If you’d take away my pain

I could stop the wind

If you’d remember what you did

Those endless nights we made love

Those endless days we thought

We’d touch the skies above

Come back tonight

Come back tonight

When the moon shines bright

Don’t make me take away my life

Just give me some time

To learn how to love you

To learn how to be with you

Come back tonight

And hold me in your arms

Together we will find

The way to the stars



Another lonely day

Without you be my side

I wish you could stay

And keep you here beside

Romantic melody

Is playing by the band

I wish you could see

That I just want to take your hand

Sometimes I think I feel you

And it’s so hard

Not to see you

But you are here in my heart

You are my obsession

You guide me in the dark

Helping me fight my frustration

Helping me not to give up

Just come back tonight

When the moon shines bright

Don’t make me take away my life

Just give me some time

To learn how to love you

Marius

Empty Chairs At Empty Tables - Nick Jonas - Marius

pentru mine cel mai bun marius e nick, chiar daca foarte multa lume critica performanta lui de la cea de-a 25-a aniversare a musicalului, nick are o finete aparte si o dulceata pe care nu i-o poate egala nici un alt marius.

On my own

I dreamed a dream ... now life has killed the dream i dreamed

[Fantine is left alone, unemployed and destitute]

[FANTINE]

There was a time when men were kind

When their voices were soft

And their words inviting

There was a time when love was blind

And the world was a song

And the song was exciting

There was a time

Then it all went wrong

I dreamed a dream in time gone by

When hope was high

And life worth living

I dreamed that love would never die

I dreamed that God would be forgiving

Then I was young and unafraid

And dreams were made and used and wasted

There was no ransom to be paid

No song unsung, no wine untasted

But the tigers come at night

With their voices soft as thunder

As they tear your hope apart

As they turn your dream to shame

He slept a summer by my side

He filled my days with endless wonder

He took my childhood in his stride

But he was gone when autumn came

And still I dream he'll come to me

That we will live the years together

But there are dreams that cannot be

And there are storms we cannot weather

I had a dream my life would be

So different from this hell I'm living

So different now from what it seemed

Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.

M-am indragostit de cantec, de versuri si de modul in care il canta Anne.    Cat adevar,  cat chin, cata durere-"There was a time when men were kind/ When their voices were soft/ And their words inviting/  There was a time when love was blind/ And the world was a song/ And the song was exciting"cine mai e bun azi, cine mai vorbeste frumos si te asculta si are rabdare sa iti explice? nimeni. 

Cine nu a iubit si nu i s-a raspuns cu aceleasi sentimente, cine nu a trait macar odata o experienta de dragoste in care sa iubeasca de unul singur si totusi sa spere si sa spere si sa spere?"I dreamed a dream in time gone by/When hope was high/And life worth living/I dreamed that love would never die/I dreamed that God would be forgiving"

E greu sa iubesti de unul singur, e greu sa lupti de unul singur. M-am indragostit de 2 personaje din les miserables fantine si eponine. Fantine e mama eroina care isi sacrifica viata pentru fiica ei, duce o viata de prostiuata pentru a-i asigura un trai decent. Ea a iubit de una singura si a fost parasita. Eponine e cealalta fata a iubirii, cealalta experienta, femeia tanara, indragostita care moare fara macar sa isi vada vreun vis implinit. in roman moartea ei e stupida. Moare impuscata de un glonte in timp ce ii aducea lui mariu o scrisoare de la cosette. Un gest facut din iubire care-i aduce moartea. In  spectacolul les miserables i se face un pic de dreptate si moartea ei e glorioasa. Se aseaza in fata glontului destinat lui marius. Doua femei, doua destine, ambele prizoniere intr-o situatie fara sfarsit, sentimente fara sfarsit.

Foc

de foc pare cerul

de foc pare pamantul

de foc pari si tu

in amurg

si esti atat de fierbinte

incat nu pot sa te ating

sa sting focul din inima ta

focul tau pentru ea

Nu pot trai fara tine

pot respira fara aer

dar nu pot respira fara tine

pot trai fara apa

dar nu pot trai fara tine

fara glasul si zambetul tau

pot auzi fara urechi

pot simti fara degete, fara maini

dar fara tine nu as putea face nimic

pot trai fara lumina lunii

pot trai fara stalucirea stelelor

fara bataia vantului

fara picaturile de ploaie

fara firele de nisip

fara valurile marii

dar fara tine nu stiu si nu vreau sa traiesc

Hay un lugar

pentru ca il stiu pe de rost si pentru ca pur si simplu nu ai cum sa nu o iubesti pe marianella

Hay un lugar al que me voy

cuando estoy triste

es un lugar dentro de mi

que nunca viste

Me lo invente

para sentir que me quisiste

Es un lugar al que me voy

cuando estoy triste

Y si te vas

tambien me voy

Y si no estas

tampoco estoy

Y nada importa

nada sirve

nada vale

nada queda

Sin tu amor

Un laberinto sin final

donde me pierdo

y corro y corro sin parar

y no te encuentro

Y aunque de vos quiera escapar

siempre me acuerdo

que existe en mi algun lugar

donde te tengo.

Y si te vas

tambien me voy

Y si no estas

tampoco estoy

Y nada importa

nada sirve

nada vale

nada queda

Sin tu amor

El otono

mi-a placut mult acest off al Esperanzei- Casi Angeles sezon 3 ep 15

OFF

-Esperanza-

Parece que llegó el otoño. El otoño… que estación inmunda realmente. Personalmente me deprime muchísimo porque ¿a quien le gusta el otoño? mi madre diría no hay tal crisis pero en este caso amigos creo que la hay. En otoño se marchitan las flores, las horas de luz se acortan, vienen los días fríos.

El otoño llega sigiloso, casi sin avisar, despacha al verano y nos deprime a todos. Por que el otoño es triste. 

El otoño es sinónimo de nostalgia ¿y qué es la nostalgia? el sufrimiento de recordar algo que tuviste, ya no tenés, ni vas a tener. La nostalgia es un viaje al pasado, a la niñez al recuerdo de alguien que ya no está. En otoño los colores empiezan a morir. En otoño la vida se ve detrás de una ventana. En el otoño uno quisiera estar en otro parte. El otoño vuelve todo tan, tan… José Luis Perales. 

El viento, la lluvia, Perales y la nostalgia lo confirman amigos, llegó el otoño. 

Y otro bien meloso para este otoño, “Invierno” de Reik. Algo adelantado, sí, pero bueno, el otoño nos avisa que se viene el invierno.

El otoño no es un videoclip de Montaner, ok? Ni es una propaganda de chocolate, con una pareja feliz, enamorada, que se aman, se besan, ella es mona, él es un bombón, no es así. El otoño es la vejez del año, es el ocaso de los sueños, es una porquería.

El otoño, oh el otoño. Nos invade una angustia inexplicable, estamos como peluquero sin cepillo, perdidos. El otoño llega y va invadiéndonos poco a poco enfriándonos el alma y los sueños. El otoño nos encierra dentro de nuestra casa y dentro de nuestra alma. 

En otoño todo muere, falta tanto para que vuelva a renacer. El otoño es como el bucle, ni lacio ni rulo, es algo indefinido, terminó el calor pero no llegó el frío. El otoño huele a amenaza, es una brisa fría que presagia dolores. El año termina cuando empieza el otoño, es época de balance, y lo primero que uno cuenta es el debe. El otoño desconcierta, el otoño nos pone en aprietos. 

Por algo dicen que la primavera es el nacimiento, el verano la vida, el otoño la agonía y el invierno es la muerte.

Red flowers

Trandafiri - septembrie

Cats

Midnight

Not a sound from the pavement

Has the moon lost her memory?

She is smiling alone

In the lamplight

The withered leaves collect at my feet

And the wind begins to moan



Memory

All alone in the moonlight

I can smile at the old days

I was beautiful then

I remember a time I knew what happiness was

Let the memory live again



Every streetlamp seems to beat

A fatalistic warning

Someone mutters in the streetlamp gutters

And soon it will be morning



Daylight

I must wait for the sunrise

I must think of a new life

And I musn't give in

When the dawn comes

Tonight will be a memory too

And a new day will begin



Burnt out ends of smokey days

The stale, cold smell of morning

The streetlamp dies

Another night is over

Another day is dawning



Touch me

It's so easy to leave me

All alone with the memory

Of my days in the sun

If you touch me

You'll understand what happiness is

Look, a new day has begun