Turqoise Moon

Your strength

2011-07-25T14:31:00.000-02:00

La tua forza est il mare, libero, senza catene
Your strength is like the sea, free without a chain.

If any one knows Italian, feel free to translate the rest of the song here! One of my favorites by Andrea Bocelli, its the only lyric I understand of it.

Growing up

2011-07-21T16:32:00.001-02:00

Growing up requires from us our dreams. Dreams have to desappear, they get in the way of life.
-Sallie Tisdale, Vogue July 2010

I'm not sure what I think of this quote...

More Sarah Brightman songs

2011-07-11T13:07:00.000-02:00

So romantic this one! Found the lyrics on this website: http://josvg.home.xs4all.nl/cits/sb/sb4-eng.html

What are you doing this evening? Stay a little longer it must be this place but don't say "no"

I will invent something to hold you prisoner what a need there was to love you a little so quickly

Today's a crazy day but the moon is my friend if you still have a dream to throw away us alone in the centre of a city Just friends and then who knows?

But it's never enough so many things to tell each other and kiss, understand one another, hold one another but it's never enough and it's late, but so what? where are you hurrying to at this hour?

Just show me how to love you I will never leave you again I, a seagull on the rocks, will be like a fairy-tale, and you? Just show me how to love you

Hunger or fever or whatever I feel at home inside this dream to throw away it doesn't seem true but seems another city

And it's never enough so many things to tell each other and kiss, understand one another, hold one another and it's never enough it's already late, but so what? where are you going to this hour?

Just show me how to love you and we'll laugh about it like a seagull on the rocks but where were you hiding? where were you until now?

What are you doing this evening? We'll laugh about it perhaps another evening it's already morning the moon is sent away by you!

Tu Quieres Volver

2011-07-11T12:44:00.000-02:00

Both Sarah Brightman and the Gypsy Kings do a great version of this song.

Here are the lyrics, which I've translated:

Now, you make me loose reason
Don't tell me anything, the two of us will always

We know
that night
and on the streets
the same will be

You want to return, and I don't see you anymore
You want to return, and I don't feel you anymore
You want to return, and I don't find you anymore

I think of that day,
the same as yesterday,
the same will be
...the same thoughts

Dispatch-Out Loud

2011-07-10T14:54:00.000-02:00

This one has both the song and lyrics, another one of my favorites!

Over my head

2011-07-09T22:39:00.000-02:00

I never knew
I never knew that everything was falling through
That everyone I knew was waiting on a queue
To turn and run when all I needed was the truth
But that's how it's got to be
It's coming down to nothing more than apathy
I'd rather run the other way than stay and see
The smoke and who's still standing when it clears

Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind

Let's rearrange
I wish you were a stranger I could disengage
Just say that we agree and then never change
Soften a bit until we all just get along
But that's disregard
Find another friend and you discard
As you lose the argument in a cable car
Hanging above as the canyon comes between

Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your mind

Everyone knows I'm in
Over my head
Over my head
With eight seconds left in overtime
She's on your mind
She's on your ...

And suddenly I become a part of your past
I'm becoming the part that don't last
I'm losing you and its effortless
Without a sound we lose sight of the ground
In the throw around
Never thought that you wanted to bring it down
I won't let it go down till we torch it ourselves

Beautiful Trance song by Dash Berlin

2011-06-27T14:26:00.000-02:00

Night Time

Time to go
It’s time to go
Whatever this means
He’s happy it seems
The gentle accent moves me forward
With secrets that I know were true
So I’ll be a fleeting sound (?)
A lightray out on the water
And I’ll know his secret name
And tell him about the night time

Firoozeh Dumas

2011-06-19T22:11:00.000-02:00

They needed to be sad. I knew that much.

-Firoozeh Dumas, Laughing without an Accent

Vivo per Lei

2011-06-11T11:35:00.000-02:00

I fell in love with this song when I was just a child. It talks about the author's love for music. It makes me feel sooo good as a musician, it perfectly expresses what I feel, the sacrifices we make. Lyrics I got here http://www.hotlyrics.net/lyrics/A/Andrea_Bocelli/Vivo_Per_Lei_%28English_Version%29.html and here is a rendition:

I LIVE FOR HER

I live for her, you know, since
the first time I met her.
I do not remember how, but
she entered within me and stayed there.
I live for her because she makes
my soul vibrate so strongly.
I live for her and it is not a burden.

I live for her too, you know,
and don't be jealous:
she belongs to all those who
have a need that is always switched on
like a stereo in the bedroom,
to someone who is alone and now knows
that she is also for him; for this reason
I live for her.

She is a muse who invites us
to brush her with the fingers.
Through a piano
death remains far away;
I live for her.

I live for her who often knows
how to be sweet and sensual;
sometimes she stuns you but
it is a blow that never hurts.

I live for her. I know she makes me
travel from town to town
and suffer a little, but at least I live.

It is painful when she leaves.
I live in hotels for her.
It grows with supreme pleasure.
I live for her in the vortex.
Through my voice
it expands and produces love.

I live for her, I have nothing else,
and how many others I shall meet
who, like me, have written on their faces
"I live for her."

I live for her
on a dais or against a wall
I live for her to the limit.
also in a harsh tomorrow.
I live for her to the very edge.
Every day
a conquest;
the protagonist
will always be her.

I live for her because now
I have no other way out,
because, you know, music
is something I have truly never betrayed.

I live for her because she gives me
rests and notes with freedom.
If there were another life I'd live it,
I'd live it for her.

I live for her, music.
I live for her.
I live for her, she is unique.
I live for her.
I live for her.
I live
for her.

Notre Dame de Paris-La Monture

2011-06-10T13:08:00.000-02:00

Another song from the musical The Notre Dame de Paris. Its so funny, I only sort of know French, and so for the longest time I thought that the character Esmeralda, (the gypsy, the Zingara) was singing this song to the priest, for being self righteous. I thought she was saying that she was as innocent as a lamb, with a heart as pure as the sky is blue, even though she was a gypsy. Now I see there is some sort of love triangle between a character called Fleur de Lys, Esmeralda, and maybe Phoebus. Fleur de Lys wants to be as sexy and free as Esmeralda. I got some help translating from the video in this site, where you can also here this most beautiful song:

La Monture

La Monture

When we see you on your steed
What allure, what stature
A true model of rightousness
A force of nature

Or maybe you're a just a rake
a creature of luxury
that courts adventure?
And is there a heart beneath your armor

Mine is pure like azure
Let me mend your wounds
Let's forget this misadventure
I would love you if you swear
I would love you if you swear
that we will hang her,
The Gypsy

My dreams as a little girl
sewing thread in needles
I threw them to the wolf
Oh stop--I'm as innocent as a lamb
that rolls in the field.

Your words of love are injuries
your sermons are perjuries
My heart grows harder, I'll back you against the wall
Deliver me of my chains,
take me,
teach me the art of lust

I'll love you if you swear, they'll hang the Zingara

Notre Dame de Paris-Belle

2011-06-10T01:06:00.000-02:00

There is a musical based on the story of the Hunchback of Notre Dame, so beautiful. Here is a song, translated somewhat clumsily by yours truly ;). The three different sections are sung by different characters

Beauty
A word you could say was invented for her
When she dances and she shows her body to the day,
a bird that spreads its wing to fly
Then I feel hell open at my feet

I put my eyes on her gypsy dress
Which makes me again pray to our Lady
That who would throw her the first stone,
does not deserve to be on earth.

Oh Lucifer!
Oh give me just one time
to glide my fingers through the hair of Esmeralda

Beauty
The devil himself is incarnated in her
to turn my eyes away from eternal God
Who has put in my being this carnal desire
To prevent me from looking towards the sky

She wears on her the original sin
To desire her makes me a criminal
She that is taken for a girl of joy, a girl of nothing
Seems to suddenly wear the cross of all humanity

Oh Notre Dame, oh give me just one chance
to push the door of the garden of Esmeralda

Beauty
Damn her big black eyes that bewitch you
the demoiselle is still be a maid?
When her movements make me see mountains and marvels
under her petticoat the colors of the rainbow

My dulcimer, let me be unfaithful to you
Before bringing you to the other one
which the man who would turn away from her
Under pain of being changed into a statue of salt

Oh Fleur-de-Lys
I'm not a man of faith
I'm going to pick the flower of love of Esmeralda

Fortune Cookies 8

2011-06-06T16:33:00.000-02:00

Your day will be somewhat dictated by authority.

You are almost there

A new adventure awaits you this weekend

Hold fast to dreams for if dreams die, life is like a broken-winged bird that cannot fly

Mary Baker Eddy

2011-06-03T01:44:00.002-02:00

Our false views of life hide eternal harmony, and produce the ills of which we complain.
Mary Baker Eddy, Science and Health

Firoozeh Dumas

2011-06-03T01:42:00.000-02:00

"If empowerment were as simple as being able to show skin, Paris Hilton would be the most enlightened woman in the United States."

Firoozeh Dumas, from her book "Laughing without and Accent," discussing freedom for women, hijab, and American culture

Happy memorial day weekend :)

2011-05-31T15:49:00.002-02:00

I mourn the loss of thousands of precious lives, but I will not rejoice in the death of one, not even an enemy. -Jessica Dovey

Returning hate for hate multiplies hate, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that ~Dr. MLK Jr

Clean Midnight

2011-05-26T13:11:00.002-02:00

Tomorrow is the most important thing in life. Comes into us at midnight very clean. It's perfect when it arrives and it puts itself in our hands. It hopes we've learned something from yesterday.
John Wayne

Fortune Cookies 7

2011-05-26T11:25:00.001-02:00

You form passionate relationships without compromising your independence.
(When I first read this one, I thought it said "comprehending your independence" hmm....)
Lucky numbers: 13,17, 18,19,40,43

You are almost there
Lucky numbers: 8. 11. 19. 21. 24.36

Popol Vuh 1

2011-05-24T14:43:00.000-02:00

I'm posting excerpts of the Popol vuh, the Mayan Creation story, for my reasons why May 22 post. :) I'm using the Dennis Tedlock translated, 1996 copyright.

A prayer that daykeepers recite when they go to public shrines:

Make my guilt vanish,
Heart of Sky, Heart of Earth;
do me a favor,
give me strength, give me courage
in my heart, in my head,
since you are my mountain and my plain;
may there be no falsehood and no stain,
and may this reading of the Popol Vuh
come out clear as dawn,
and may the sifting of ancient times
be complete in my heart, in my head;
and make my guilt vanish
my grandmothers, grandfathers
and however many souls of the dead there may be
you who speak with the Heart of Sky and Earth,
may all of you together give strenght
to the reading I have undertaken.

Fortune Cookie 7

2011-05-24T14:07:00.002-02:00

Hold fast to dreams for if dreams die, life is like a broken-winged bird that cannot fly.

Fortune Cookie 6

2011-05-24T14:06:00.002-02:00

Your skill will accomplish what the force of many cannot.
Lucky numbers: 8,7,17,28, 41,45

Popol Vuh!

2011-05-22T22:17:00.000-02:00

Due to my penchant for celebrating all holidays, I am reading the Popol Vuh. The Popol Vuh is the Quiche’ Mayan creation story. (Mmm, primary sources! My inner nerd glows with that new-school supply feeling.)

I suggest you read primary sources, to form your own opinion, before everyone else tells you what to believe. My goal is to read the entire Bible, Qur’an, and Upanishads.

I’m starting with the Popol Vuh, because 2012 is fast approaching! According to the Mayans, that is when the world may end. The Mayans had multiple, complex, and overlapping calendrical traditions, about the universe dying and being reborn.

I am no expert yet, but I plan to share inspiring excerpts, or parts that resonate with other cultures, as it is still one of my main goals to show the similarities between arts and beliefs of distinct cultures. I welcome your comments!

Fortune Cookie 5

2011-05-22T19:17:00.001-02:00

What do you call a sheep with no legs?
A cloud

Fortune Cookie

2011-05-19T13:46:00.002-02:00

Life is about to get a lot more interesting...

thanks

2011-05-19T13:42:00.000-02:00

Thanks for the continued support of my blog, while I am having technical difficulties. When I save up for a computer, I can visit everyone's blog once again. Until then, I just grab a few minutes on my building's common computer when I can. But thank you for the continued inspiration, I hope all is well with you!!

Dreamers

2011-05-19T13:41:00.002-02:00

All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act on their dreams with open eyes, to make them possible.
T. E. Lawrence