We are the rainbow,
we are a bridge of light,
an indestructible bridge
from one bank to another
of all rivers
of all countries of the world.
We are the bridge
that bears the weight
of all those who cross
the river of life.
We are the rainbow
made of common stones
and precious stones:
many colours are our pride
and our name is freedom.
Therè s a new law in Uganda,
approved by parliament,
signed by the President.
It's as black as the grave,
as yellow as fever,
and as red as blood.
It orders the stars to go out,
and the birds of the forest
to cease their song.
It commands the sunsets
to stop painting the sky red,
the yellow sun that rises
over the Ruwenzori mountains
to change colour
and the night to take off its black robe.
Therè s a new law in Uganda,
approved by parliament,
signed by the President.
It's as black as the grave,
as yellow as fever,
and as red as blood.
It's a law that orders life
to turn to sand,
hope to turn to stone
and love to turn to fear.
"Therè s a new law in Uganda"
writes the sunset in blood ink
and the night, cloaked in black,
reads those words to the lovers,
who listen
and hold each other tighter
because every moment of love
contains all the colours of the world.
"It's as black as the grave,
as yellow as fever,
and as red as blood"
sing the birds of the forest,
while the stars,
shining brightly,
listen to them.
And the yellow sun rises
over the Ruwenzori mountains
and life does not lose itself
on the wind as sand
and hope does not crystallize
and love does not tremble.
Because on dark nights and starry nights,
beneath the yellow sun,
or in the fire-red sunsets,
everything has its own destiny
and every moment of love
contains all the colours of the world.
E fu impossibile sfuggire il sogno in veglia
di pulci infettate
tra la trama e l'ordito della stoffa pregna
accanto al focolare del sarto
nella cara vecchia Eyam.
poi fu impossibile non vedere
La Pietra di Confine,
un dado sghembo con sei fori bui,
ditali ricolmi di aceto di vino
per purificare le monete appestate.
Il ché mi ricordò la triste storia
di Emmott Syddall e Rowland Torre,
sfortunati amanti divisi
dal confine di quarantena
il loro muto corteggiamento attraversava il fiume
fin quando lei più non comparve.
Mi addormentai nuovamente
e questa volta sognai
l'esiliato Yahsha che spediva parole
alla moglie perduta su una nuvola di passaggio,
nuvola che seguiva la mappa terrena
di piste di cammelli e sentieri di bestiame,
ruscelli come collane,
pavoni coda a ventaglio, elefanti dipinti,
coperte ricamate
di campi e siepi,
foreste di bamboo e vette di neve ammantate,
cascate, torrenti
i geroglifici di gru dalle grandi ali
e il fiore del loto luccicante dopo la pioggia,
l'aria
un ipnotico vedere attraverso, rara,
il villaggio, a tratti gravoso, lungo e lento
ma così di necessità.
And couldn't escape the waking dream
of infected fleas
in the warp and weft of soggy cloth
by the tailor's hearth
in ye oldeEyam.
They couldn't un-see
the Boundary Stone,
the cock-eyed dice with its six dark holes,
thimbles brimming with vinegar wine
purging the plagued coins.
Which brought to mind the sorry storry
of Emmot Syddal and Rowwland Torre,
star-crossed lovers on either side
of the quarantine line
whose wordless courtship spanner the river
till she cames no longer.
But slept again
and dreamt this time
of the exiled yaksha sending word
to his lost wife on a passing cloud,
a cloud that followed an earthly map
of camel trails and cattle tracks,
streams like necklaces,
fan-tailed peacocks, painted elephants,
embroidered bedspreads
of meandows and hedges,
bamboo forests and snow-hatted peaks,
waterfalls, creeks,
the hieroglyphs of wide-winged cranes
and the glistening lotus flower after rain.
the air
hypnotically see-through, rare,
the journey a ponderous one at times, long and slow
but necessarily so.
And the people stayed home,
And read books and listened, and rest and exercised,
and made art and play games,
and learn new ways of being and were still.
And listened more deeply.
Some meditated, some prayed, some danced.
Some met their shadows.
And people began to think differently.
And people healed.
And, in the absence of people
living in ignorant, dangerous,
mindless and heartless ways the earth began to heal..
And when the danger passed,
and the people joined together again,
they grieved their losses, and made new images,
and created new ways to live and heal the earth fully,
as they had been healed.
Protect your heart my head said
So delicate, so fragile
like a flower I kept it
hidden deep into the branches
but then you came
like a sunshine
Without fear you
you destroyed every barrier
Whathever it was
doesn't matter you get hurt
but in the end, so brave
you got that flower
you picked that flower
Step by step
a smile, a pat
closer and closer to this little bud
waiting for you to bloom
Without fear you
you destroyed every barrier
Whathever it was
doesn't matter you get hurt
but in the end, so brave
you got that flower
you picked that flower
All those branches
there's no need anymore
my heart is stronger now
all thanks to you
You're the light
you're the water
I'll trust you more
step by step
without fear
I'll hold your hand
I'll hold your hand.
Mírame,
hablemos asì donde ninguna palabra hace ruido,
donde la emoción es un intervalo de amor
Eso resuena en tus ojos.
Abrazarme,
donde el agarre te quita el aliento
y nos encontramos en lo que realmente somos,
Bèsame,
en la bodega de dulces labios
y en la riqueza de un sentimiento.
Quien sabe de emocion
nosotros
intervalo de amor
Dulce calma de antes y después.
Guardami,
parliamoci così dove nessuna parola fa rumore,
dove l'emozione e un intervallo d'amore
che risuona nei tuoi occhi.
Abbracciami,
dove la stretta ti toglie il fiato
e ci ritroviamo in quello che siamo veramente,
Baciami,
nella stretta di labbra dolci
e nella ricchezza di un sentimento
che sa d'emozione.
Noi
intervallo d'amore
dolce calma del prima e del dopo.
En votre nom
Tu t'appelles passion,
fenêtre grande ouverte fortement sur ce que j'ai envie.
Vous êtes des rivages ensoleillés,
l'eau salée,
Des ombres qui ne s'annulent pas sur les parfums de miel.
Tu t'appelles passion,
où vous illuminez la joie qui n'est plus un menteur
comme tant de grains de grenade rouges et beaux,
avec tendresse, peur et immobilité,
laisser des mots sur les lèvres de la bien-aimée
celle de la passion vit.
Es-tu ...
oui, juste toi! Passion!
souffle sur sa bouche rouge,
fine soie sur ses mains,
et vous vous laissez dans les bras des deux ... amour.
Oh, passion,
passer par petites touches
ce toucher délicat
ces cheveux de couleur dorée, et vous insinuez
dans leurs âmes,
parce qu'ils peuvent se nourrir de toi
à travers leurs corps,
parce qu'ils ont faim pour toi
de vous ne sont pas encore rassasiés
leur amour bien-aimé.
Besoj te ti,jo pse zhgenjen po se ti me zemer
Ne dore me jep nje shenje,ndoshta genjehem
Kot si pa meshire,e kerkoj kete ndihme
Pse nuk ma jep,ndoshta do ndihem me mire
Nuk buzeqesh un po shpirti im
Perulem tek ti sepse gezoj shume
Qendroj ne kemb e ne heshtje e vuaj
Adhuroj un ciltersin dhe ne dhè te huaj
U bera shume e brishte jo se e kerkova
Por vete jeta me beri e un ty ta percolla
Nuk tu solla si e huaj por besnike ne gji
Se s'genjeva une me shume e ti kete e di
Harrova dhimbjet e marra ,i hapa zemren jetes
Kur mund te shoh e te jem prane teje
Ndoshta un e ti,apo ne te dy do na shohin
Te gjithe te gezuar,rruajm parime ,tregojm
Respekt,lejojm perqafime,puthje e dashuri
Jetojm ne nje jete Ku e dime qe do jemi pjese ne te dy,ne nje gershetim endrash te pafundme do ti bejme realitet e nje lidhje te sinqerte do mundohemi ta mbajme perjete.
Credo in te non perché deludi ma perché tu col cuore
Nella mano mi dai un segno forse non mi inganno
Semplicemente senza pietà, lo cerco questo aiuto
Perché non me lo dai forse mi sentirò meglio
Non sorrido io ma il mio spirito, mostro umiltà nei tuoi confronti
E rimango in piedi e in silenzio soffro adoro la franchezza
Nella patria straniera, sono diventata molto fragile non perché
L'ho cercata ma la vita stessa mi ha fatta ed io a te, te l'ho trasmessa
Non mi sono comportata come straniera ma fedele nel seno
Perché non ho ingannato io più che te e tu questo lo sai
Ho dimenticato i dolori presi, le ho aperto al cuore la vita
Quando posso vedere e di stare accanto a te, forse io e te appare noi due
Ci vedranno, tutti felici custodiamo i principi, mostriamo
Rispetto permettiamo abbracci, baci e amore
Viviamo in questa vita dove sappiamo che saremo parte noi tutte e due
In un intreccio di sogni infinite le renderemo realtà e in una relazione sincera
Cercheremo di trattenerla in eternità.
A sour copulating
danced on a table
Basque and Apaches
echoing
in his 3/4 tempo
The masterpiecè s rhytmics
in his gimmickly ictus
That has poured pure love
in to allegro or lento.