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Scorpions,Born to touch your feelings - de onutza la: 08/05/2007 21:13:50
(la: Versuri din melodiile voastre preferate...)
I was born from the sound of the strings
For someone to give everything
To be a song just for your feeling

Close your eyes and I'll try to get in
To waken your heart like the sping
'Cause I was born to touch your feelings

Steal the time, take a song and be glad
Be free as the birds, don't be sad
Your time will come, I'll make you feel it
You're still young like the sun after rain
Follow the light it's not in vain
And you will see I'll touch your feelings

You've got your songs
They are everyday for awhile
Just the only way to feel all right
You've got your songs
They are everyday for awhile
Just the only way to feel all right

You were born just to lose or to win
To be someone's chime in the wind
To live between your mind and feelings
Find your way, check it out
Learn each day
Follow the light, it's not in vain
And you will see I'll touch your feelings

You've got your songs
They are everyday for awhile
Just the only way to feel all right
You've got your songs
They are everyday for awhile
Just the only way to feel all right

I was born from the sound of the strings
For someone to give everything
To be a song just for your feeling
I was born from the sound of the strings
For someone to give everything
To be a song just for your feelïng
E. A. Poe - de sanjuro la: 25/11/2003 06:38:29
(la: Cele mai frumoase poezii)
Annabel Lee


It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee; —
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love —
I and my Annabel Lee —
With a love that the wingéd seraphs in Heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her high-born kinsmen came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre,
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,
Went envying her and me —
Yes! — that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we —
Of many far wiser than we —
And neither the angels in Heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee: —

For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee: —
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling — my darling — my life and my bride,
In her sepulchre there by the sea —
In her tomb by the sounding sea.

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Wisdomkeepers - de Little Eagle la: 25/05/2004 17:17:44
(la: Din seria: vorbe de duh)
"I do not see a delegation
For the Four-footed.
I see no seat for the eagles.

We forget and we consider
Ourselves superior.

But we are after all
A mere part of the Creation.

And we must consider
To understand where we are.

And we stand somewhere between
The mountain and the ant.

Somewhere and only there
As a part and parcel
Of the Creation."

Chief Oren Lyons(Mohawk nation,la 1977 adresindu-se ONU)

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" I'm working for the Creation.I refuse to take part in its destruction."

Great Chief Leon Shenandoah(Six Iroquois Confederacy)
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"Imi ceri sa ar acest pamant?Sa-mi iau cutitul si sa sfartec sanul mamei mele?
Sa nu stau la sanul ei cand voi muri?
Imi ceri sa sap si sa caut aur?Sa o sfartec sub coastele ei?Sa nu pot intra in pantecul ei cind voi muri ca sa ma nasc din nou?
Imi ceri sa tund iarba,dar cum pot indrazni a tunde parul mamei mele?
Great Spirit,nu vreau sange pe pamantul meu sa murdareasca mama mea.Vreau ca oricine sa vina in pace si sa plece in pace"

Ten Bears(Yamparika Comanche)
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"It does not require many words to speak the truth"

Great Chief Joseph(Nez Perce)
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"Knowledge was inherent in all things.The world was and is a library."

Great Chief Luther Standing Bear(Oglala Sioux)
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"My friends,brothers and sisters,how desperately do we need to be loved and to love."

Chief Dan George(Coast Salish)
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"Noi nu vrem nici un fel de biserici pentru ca ne invata sa ne certam intre noi in numele Lui Dumnezeu."

Chief Joseph Nez Perce
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"Civilizatia a venit peste mine dar nu mi-a adus nimic in plus la dorinta mea de iubi adevarul,onestitatea si generozitatea."

Chief Luther Standing Bear
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"Nu am venit sa va invat,ci sa va trezesc."

Avatar Meher Baba
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"Adu-ti mereu aminte ca Dumnezeu este in tine,in jurul tau si oricine,in chiar rasuflarea ta.Sa nu uiti niciodata ca nu esti separat de EL."

Avatar Meher Baba
...........................................................................................................................Love&peace,
Ozzy(Little Eagle Who Cries)
























































Miau baby. - de Little Eagle la: 07/08/2004 07:09:43
(la: Pisicutza in dilema...)
Dear Pisicutza,
Deci ai cam 19 ani,si eu am 19 ani,poate nici atat,eu cred ca am in jur de 16.
Evident pe pasaport reiese ca as avea ...48 ani azi ,dar nu -i adevarat.
Imi place chestia cu "I cannot change",suna pe undeva ca vorbele mele scrise prin cafenea, ori stiute pe aici de zeci de ani de cei ce ma cunosc,doar ca eu le zic mai dur...putin:"I am what I am and I don't give a damn."si in plus cu rima.

And something else girl:never ever try to be happy,but BE happy!Fi fericita in orice moment din viata,even if you're down and out and nobody gives a shit on you,smile the world is yours.

Stiu ca poti."Don't worry be happy"zicea Baba si mereu a avut dreptate.
La varsta ta e bine sa descoperi cat mai multe si sa cunosti cat mai multe.
Incearca sa fii zilnic fericita,mereu va fi o noua lume de explorat si de ce nu,visatTe opreste cineva?Deloc.The whole world is at your feet baby.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>><<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>>>>>><<<

"My friends,how desperately do we need to be loved and to love."

Chief Joseph(Nez Perce)

>>>>>><<<<<<>>>>>><<<<<<<>>>>>>><<<<<<<<>>>>>>>><<<<<>
LOVE&PEACE,
Ozzy
Ps:And I really LOVE you ALL.You're the best!God bless you .




























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Edgar Allan Poe - de fefe la: 19/11/2004 00:18:43
(la: Cele mai frumoase poezii)
Scuzati-ma dar mi-am adus aminte ca mai este un scriitor care il ador. Tot American, si tot unul din favoritii mei. Enjoy.


ANNABEL LEE
( 1849)
by Edgar Allan Poe

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.


-THE END-

Rugaciune foarte ca lumea (im - de mya la: 16/01/2005 06:22:10
(la: PUTEREA RUGACIUNII)
Rugaciune foarte ca lumea (imi place mult de tot) de Saint Francis of Assisi (1181-1226):

Lord, make me an instrument of thy peace.
Where there is hatred . . . let me sow love
Where there is injury . . . pardon
Where there is doubt . . . faith
Where there is despair . . . hope
Where there is darkness . . . light
Where there is sadness . . . joy
O, Divine Master,
Grant that I may not so much seek
To be consoled . . . as to console
To be understood . . . as to understand,
To be loved . . . as to love
For it is in giving . . . that we receive,
It is in pardoning, that we are pardoned,
It is in dying . . . that we are born to eternal life
.

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eternal beloved - de Little Eagle la: 12/02/2005 22:40:48
(la: VIATA..., CA DESTIN INTR-O IUBIRE PURA)
Destin,

frumos ce scrii dar imi aduce aminte de literatura englaza din sec.XVIII lea victoriana,nu zic nimic rau impotriva viselor si a imaginatiei creatoare de eternul frumos,in creatie sau in persoana iubita.
Vreau doar sa adaug si poate sa fac o deosebire intre felul tau de a scrie la trectul temporal despre un sentiment ce in adevar exista f. real si din proprie experienta iti pot spune ca IL TRAIESC 100%.
iti spun cu cea mai adevarata sinceritate ce am in adancul sufletului ca eu nu am cautat ci am gasit iubirea adevarata din t.p.d.v.
la fel s-a intamplat si femeii alese karmic si predestinat sa fie si ei caci si ea ma iubeste deopotriva si a fi impreuna fericiti cu adevarat este prea putin spus.

Suntem in fapt 2 suflete contopite in unul singur,gandim,iubim vedem la fel este o ecuatie simpla dar greu de demonstrat in existenta vietii decat numai acelora care REAL traiesc ceea ce traim noi doi...1+1=1

Te intrebi ori altii ce au scris aici daca asa ceva exista? DA EXISTA SI EU NU FAC IPOTEZE SAU COMENTARII SAU DIN CITITE LA ALTII IMI FORMEZ O ....OPINIE...
EU TRAIESC ACEASTA IUBIRE,O SIMT O SARUT O IUBESC O IMBRATISEZ
Ceva unic? DA dar te asigur ca nu e un basm ci este o realitate ce o simt in toata fiinta mea,e o energie divina pt. ca altfel nu ar fi reala iubire.

LOVE&PEACE,
Little Eagle

" we all need to love and to be loved."
chief Dan George(cherokee nation)












eternal beloved - de Little Eagle la: 12/02/2005 22:45:09
(la: VIATA..., CA DESTIN INTR-O IUBIRE PURA)
Destin,

frumos ce scrii dar imi aduce aminte de literatura englaza din sec.XVIII lea victoriana,nu zic nimic rau impotriva viselor si a imaginatiei creatoare de eternul frumos,in creatie sau in persoana iubita.
Vreau doar sa adaug si poate sa fac o deosebire intre felul tau de a scrie la trecutul temporal despre un sentiment ce in adevar exista f. real si din proprie experienta iti pot spune ca IL TRAIESC 100%.
iti spun cu cea mai adevarata sinceritate ce am in adancul sufletului ca eu nu am cautat ci am gasit iubirea adevarata din t.p.d.v.
la fel s-a intamplat si femeii alese karmic si predestinat sa fie si ei caci si ea ma iubeste deopotriva si a fi impreuna fericiti cu adevarat este prea putin spus.

Suntem in fapt 2 suflete contopite in unul singur,gandim,iubim vedem la fel este o ecuatie simpla dar greu de demonstrat in existenta vietii decat numai acelora care REAL traiesc ceea ce traim noi doi...1+1=1

Te intrebi ori altii ce au scris aici daca asa ceva exista? DA EXISTA SI EU NU FAC IPOTEZE SAU COMENTARII SAU DIN CITITE LA ALTII IMI FORMEZ O ....OPINIE...
EU TRAIESC ACEASTA IUBIRE,O SIMT O SARUT O IUBESC O IMBRATISEZ
Ceva unic? DA dar te asigur ca nu e un basm ci este o realitate ce o simt in toata fiinta mea,e o energie divina pt. ca altfel nu ar fi reala iubire.

LOVE&PEACE,
Little Eagle

" we all need to love and to be loved."
chief Dan George(cherokee nation)












name - de Little Eagle la: 13/02/2005 01:40:03
(la: VIATA..., CA DESTIN INTR-O IUBIRE PURA)
Destin,
da sunt eu Ozzy,am schimbat insa nick-ul cu numele meu dat de indieni caci reprezinta in realitate cine sunt ca om si ca culori.
multumesc pt. raspuns.
1+1=1 m-am referit la faptul ca noi suntem acelasi suflet impreuna,deci eu si iubita mea f. draga
candva voi mai scrie pe larg si altele,pana atunci,numai bine si nu uita...

LOVE&PEACE,
Little Eagle

"we all need to love and to be loved."
Chief Dan George(cherokee nation)



name - de Little Eagle la: 13/02/2005 01:40:03
(la: VIATA..., CA DESTIN INTR-O IUBIRE PURA)
Destin,
da sunt eu Ozzy,am schimbat insa nick-ul cu numele meu dat de indieni caci reprezinta in realitate cine sunt ca om si ca culori.
multumesc pt. raspuns.
1+1=1 m-am referit la faptul ca noi suntem acelasi suflet impreuna,deci eu si iubita mea f. draga
candva voi mai scrie pe larg si altele,pana atunci,numai bine si nu uita...

LOVE&PEACE,
Little Eagle

"we all need to love and to be loved."
Chief Dan George(cherokee nation)



name - de Little Eagle la: 13/02/2005 01:40:03
(la: VIATA..., CA DESTIN INTR-O IUBIRE PURA)
Destin,
da sunt eu Ozzy,am schimbat insa nick-ul cu numele meu dat de indieni caci reprezinta in realitate cine sunt ca om si ca culori.
multumesc pt. raspuns.
1+1=1 m-am referit la faptul ca noi suntem acelasi suflet impreuna,deci eu si iubita mea f. draga
candva voi mai scrie pe larg si altele,pana atunci,numai bine si nu uita...

LOVE&PEACE,
Little Eagle

"we all need to love and to be loved."
Chief Dan George(cherokee nation)



name - de Little Eagle la: 13/02/2005 01:40:04
(la: VIATA..., CA DESTIN INTR-O IUBIRE PURA)
Destin,
da sunt eu Ozzy,am schimbat insa nick-ul cu numele meu dat de indieni caci reprezinta in realitate cine sunt ca om si ca culori.
multumesc pt. raspuns.
1+1=1 m-am referit la faptul ca noi suntem acelasi suflet impreuna,deci eu si iubita mea f. draga
candva voi mai scrie pe larg si altele,pana atunci,numai bine si nu uita...

LOVE&PEACE,
Little Eagle

"we all need to love and to be loved."
Chief Dan George(cherokee nation)



name - de Little Eagle la: 13/02/2005 01:40:04
(la: VIATA..., CA DESTIN INTR-O IUBIRE PURA)
Destin,
da sunt eu Ozzy,am schimbat insa nick-ul cu numele meu dat de indieni caci reprezinta in realitate cine sunt ca om si ca culori.
multumesc pt. raspuns.
1+1=1 m-am referit la faptul ca noi suntem acelasi suflet impreuna,deci eu si iubita mea f. draga
candva voi mai scrie pe larg si altele,pana atunci,numai bine si nu uita...

LOVE&PEACE,
Little Eagle

"we all need to love and to be loved."
Chief Dan George(cherokee nation)



name - de Little Eagle la: 13/02/2005 01:40:13
(la: VIATA..., CA DESTIN INTR-O IUBIRE PURA)
Destin,
da sunt eu Ozzy,am schimbat insa nick-ul cu numele meu dat de indieni caci reprezinta in realitate cine sunt ca om si ca culori.
multumesc pt. raspuns.
1+1=1 m-am referit la faptul ca noi suntem acelasi suflet impreuna,deci eu si iubita mea f. draga
candva voi mai scrie pe larg si altele,pana atunci,numai bine si nu uita...

LOVE&PEACE,
Little Eagle

"we all need to love and to be loved."
Chief Dan George(cherokee nation)



God Full of Mercy - de Cassandra la: 02/10/2006 01:23:58
(la: Cele mai frumoase poezii)

God-Full-of-Mercy, the prayer for the dead.
If God was not full of mercy,
Mercy would have been in the world,
Not just in Him.
I, who plucked flowers in the hills
And looked down into all the valleys,
I, who brought corpses down from the hills,
Can tell you that the world is empty of mercy.

I, who was King of Salt at the seashore,
Who stood without a decision at my window,
Who counted the steps of angels,
Whose heart lifted weights of anguish
In the horrible contests.

I, who use only a small part
Of the words in the dictionary.

I, who must decipher riddles
I don't want to decipher,
Know that if not for the God-full-of-mercy
There would be mercy in the world,
Not just in Him.

(Yehuda Amichai)

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I know a man
who photographed the view he saw
from the window of the room where he made love
and not the face of the woman he loved there.


stire din ziar :) - de Cassandra la: 04/10/2006 20:02:07
(la: Am auzit pt prima data in Romania de un barbat violat!)
Police say that a trio of women have been accused of forcing a 30-year-old man to have sex with them at gunpoint.

On Wednesday the women had been driving a maroon BMW in Roodepoort, when they pretended to ask the man for directions before driving him to a deserted spot and "took turns having intercourse with him".
bla bla bla bla bla bla

"The women got undressed and all three took turns having intercourse with him."

An advocate, who asked not to be named, said if the women were caught the man would have tremendous difficulty prosecuting them for rape as it was impossible to force a man to have sex with a woman.

"He has to be a willing party. Especially if he is being held at gunpoint," he said. "There is something more to this story."

The best the man could hope for would be an indecent assault charge.

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I know a man
who photographed the view he saw
from the window of the room where he made love
and not the face of the woman he loved there.


"Goliciunea inconjura, da foamea da de-a dreptul" - de cosmacpan la: 08/09/2008 08:59:17 Modificat la: 08/09/2008 15:32:47
(la: Locul in care "Si caii se impusca, nu-i asa?")
"M-am cam saturat si eu de printese rozalii. Deocamdata. Am citit de curind si chestii mai serioase. Doi autori care nu se joaca cu povesti bune de adormit fetele care se cred printese. Hamsun si Saramago.

“Foamea” m-a facut sa-mi amintesc cum, in adolescenta, cind ma intrebau ai mei ce vreau sa ma fac cind o sa fiu mare, si raspundeam “scriitoreasa”, se speriau si incepeau sa-mi prooroceasca, pe un ton lugubru cum urmeaza sa mor de foame si de frig intr-o mansarda. Chestie care ma ingrozea atit de tare, incit la 18 ani am dat bine-mersi la ASE, uitind ca sint printesa si printesele n-au cum sa moara de foame in mansarde inghetate. Cam asta se intimpla cu personajul asta din “Foamea”. Sta intr-o mansarda (asta cind nu doarme de-a dreptul in padure) si moare de frig si de foame, pentru ca vrea sa scrie. Bine, pina la urma nici nu moare, si nici nu prea scrie (pentru ca foamea si frigul dau halucinatii si slabiciuni si e cam greu sa scrii o treaba coerenta in conditiile astea, zic io, din secolul 21, in care scriitoru’ se duce si el la supermarket si-si ia masina-n leasing, ca restul muritorilor de rind cu preocupari lumesti…). E o nebunie inregistrata rece, lucid si oarecum cinic, de parca personajul s-ar privi mereu din afara (oare din cauza ca e nordic? Daca era vreun sud-american din ala pasional, oare ce iesea din povestea asta?). Si totusi rezultatul e cutremurator.

Si-acum sa ne intoarcem la ale noastre: apare prin carte si-un inceput de amor ;). Imi plac la nebunie amorurile astea a la Hamsun, din cite am citit pina acum. Ei sint intunecati si bintuiti. Ele sint trufase, capricioase foc si foarte imprevizibile (nu pricep deloc cum functioneaza sufletul femeilor astora crude). Prin urmare, dragostea lor nu se implineste niciodata, ramine mereu ceva deznadajduit, o pasiune mocnita, care nu iese la suprafata, ci arde in interior, o infruntare de orgolii tacute. How romantic!"
(http://ondinna.wordpress.com/2007/12/09/subiecte-tari-astazi-despre-foame/)

Dead by…

I am starving.
I am addicted to love
And I don’t have enough money
To buy what I need.
Everybody is busy around me
And I see only empty eyes.
What can I say?
What can I do?
I can stay like Jesus
Forty days on desert
To find a way to escape
And to let my addiction
Behind
A new life can come
A new attitude will be born.
Who cares if I become like a stone?
Cold, unkind, unmoved…

"Dar, venindu-şi în sine, a zis: Câţi argaţi ai tatălui meu sunt îndestulaţi de pâine, iar eu pier aici de foame!"

"Să-i ajutăm pe tineri să se confrunte cu propriile temeri şi eşecuri, pentru ca acestea să nu-i împiedice în alegerile lor"



A thousand kisses deep - de modigliani la: 05/02/2010 19:31:13 Modificat la: 05/02/2010 19:32:26
(la: Confa mea perfectă, eikonklazein și idioată )
You came to me this morning and you handled me like meat.
You'd have to be a man to know how good that feels, how sweet.
My mirrored twin, my next of kin, I'd know you in my sleep
and who but you would take me in,
A thousand kisses deep.

I loved you when you opened like a lily to the heat,
you see I'm just another snowman standing in the rain and sleet,
who loved you with his frozen love,
his second hand physique,
with all he is, and all he was,
A thousand kisses deep.

I know you had to lie to me,
I know you had to cheat,
to pose all hot and high behind the veils of shear deceit,
our perfect porn aristocrat so elegant and cheap,
I'm old but I'm still into that,
A thousand kisses deep.

I'm good at love, I'm good at hate,
but in between I freeze.
Been working out, but it's too late, it's been to late for years.
But you look good, you really do,
they love you on the street.
If I could move I'd kneel for you,
A thousand kisses deep.

The autumn moved across your skin,
got something in my eye,
a light that doesn't need to live,
and doesn't need to die.
A riddle in the book of love,
obscure and obsolete,
witnessed there in time and blood,
A thousand kisses deep.

And I'm still working with the wine, still dancing cheek to cheek,
the band is playing Auld Lang Syne,
but the heart will not retreat.
I ran with Diz and I sang with Ray,
I never had their sweep,
but once or twice they let me play
A thousand kisses deep.

I loved you when you opened like a lily to the heat,
you see I'm just another snowman standing in the rain and sleet,
who loved you with his frozen love,
his second hand physique,
with all he is, and all he was,
A thousand kisses deep.

But you don't need to hear me now,
and every word I speak,
it counts against me anyhow,
A thousand kisses deep.












Geta, - de juli la: 25/08/2011 19:41:10
(la: caută-mă )
O.K. uite versurile in engleza. :)

Versuri de pe albumul Innocent eyes

"Doing everything that I believe in
Going by the rules that I've been taught
More understanding of what's around me
And protected from the walls of love
All that you see is me
And all I truly believe
That I was born to try
I've learned to love
Be understanding
And believe in life
But you've got to make choices
Be wrong or right
Sometimes you've got to sacrifice the things you like
But I was born to try
No point in talking what you should have been
And regretting the things that went on
Life's full of mistakes, destinies and fate
Remove the clouds look at the bigger picture
And all that you see is me
And all I truly believe
That I was born to try
I've learned to love
Be understanding
And believe in life
But you've got to make choices
Be wrong or right
Sometimes you've got to sacrifice the things you like
But I was born to try
All that you see is me
All I truly believe
All that you see is me
And all I truly believe
That I was born to try
I've learned to love
Be understanding
And believe in life
But you've got to make choices
Be wrong or right
Sometimes you've got to sacrifice the things you like
But I was born to try
But you've got to make choices
Be wrong or right
Sometimes you've got to sacrifice the things you like
But I was born to try"
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Iaca textul aici - de zaraza sc la: 10/05/2013 09:49:22
(la: S-a nascut un cantec)
"here is a tribe in Africa where the birth date of a child is counted not from when they were born, nor from when they are conceived but from the day that the child was a thought in its mother’s mind. And when a woman decides that she will have a child, she goes off and sits under a tree, by herself, and she listens until she can hear the song of the child that wants to come. And after she’s heard the song of this child, she comes back to the man who will be the child’s father, and teaches it to him. And then, when they make love to physically conceive the child, some of that time they sing the song of the child, as a way to invite it.

And then, when the mother is pregnant, the mother teaches that child’s song to the midwives and the old women of the village, so that when the child is born, the old women and the people around her sing the child’s song to welcome it. And then, as the child grows up, the other villagers are taught the child’s song. If the child falls, or hurts its knee, someone picks it up and sings its song to it. Or perhaps the child does something wonderful, or goes through the rites of puberty, then as a way of honoring this person, the people of the village sing his or her song.

In the African tribe there is one other occasion upon which the villagers sing to the child. If at any time during his or her life, the person commits a crime or aberrant social act, the individual is called to the center of the village and the people in the community form a circle around them. Then they sing their song to them.

The tribe recognizes that the correction for antisocial behavior is not punishment; it is love and the remembrance of identity. When you recognize your own song, you have no desire or need to do anything that would hurt another.

And it goes this way through their life. In marriage, the songs are sung, together. And finally, when this child is lying in bed, ready to die, all the villagers know his or her song, and they sing—for the last time—the song to that person.

You may not have grown up in an African tribe that sings your song to you at crucial life transitions, but life is always reminding you when you are in tune with yourself and when you are not. When you feel good, what you are doing matches your song, and when you feel awful, it doesn’t. In the end, we shall all recognize our song and sing it well. You may feel a little warbly at the moment, but so have all the great singers. Just keep singing and you’ll find your way home.

This is so sweet."



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