triligual post: english, italiano, român they are no longer anywhere the winners even the rain stops in the air at a distance a handbreadth the sun has shortened its rays there’s barely and they stop on an invisible wall all creatures have taken appearance of flies everywhere see just stunned flies above a lid of… Citește mai mult Post Scriptum
the media will have learned you that Romania is a country hostile? Visit it … then, you will become eager to be born there … i media vi hanno imparato che la Romania è un paese ostile? Visitatelo … poi diventerete bramosi di essere nati lì … mass-media va învăţat că România este o țară… Citește mai mult You are your own guide/Tu sei il tuo guida
This man has a heart full of divine sounds I share a song for you but you are looking on youtube out more
trilingual post: English, Italiano, română Love, oh, love as a grenade In one hand I keep nail And in other grenade and no longer counting for up to seven I have time to throw me down at the bottom than ever to open a letter unwritten to open a beer (like a grenade) to unbutton… Citește mai mult Nocturne (one) It is war Marie
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 46,000 times in 2014. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 17 sold-out performances for that many… Citește mai mult 2014 in review, thank you to all dear friends
trilingual post: english, italiano, română for all those who have faith in Jesus, I wish you a Happy Christmas to all the souls of all humanity I wish to have the hope alive always to have a new year with new and lasting joys per tutti quelli che hanno fede in Gesù, vi auguro un… Citește mai mult my wishes for you
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trilingual post: English, Italiano, Română God has green eyes and his hands have the smell of fir otherwise life would only the reflection of a perpetual mourning Dio ha gli occhi verdi e le sue mani hanno l’odore di abete altrimenti la vita sarebbe solo il riflesso di un lutto perpetuo Dumnezeu are ochii verzi… Citește mai mult the eyes of God
Trilingual post: English, Italiano, Română poetry is a door-egg or a key a bizarre and intimate touch as if to kiss on the lips thyself . first and only poetry was when God gave breath to a speck of dust – the echo increases You have part of a sound, you’re sound, squatting in it… Citește mai mult segment of the echo
Trilingual post: English, Italiano, Română wrote without interruption without turning the page the soft rustle would heal of bizarre diseases I could not bear and I said him my friend brings the pencil upside down le ho detto… e scrive senza interruzione senza voltare pagina il fruscio morbido lo guariva di malattie bizzarre non sopportavo… Citește mai mult I told him…
