Did you notice that she and him dont talk at the same time? It would be rude to interrupt each other.
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Category Archives: visual music
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Fiindcă ea nu e aici
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Spre comunism în zbor. Sau nu
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The Piano
I never have taken a picture I’ve intended. They’re always better or worse. – Diane Arbus The heart asks pleasure first, And then, excuse from pain; And then, those little anodynes That deaden suffering, And then, to go to sleep; … Continue reading
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The return to innocence
The camera is an instrument that teaches people how to see without a camera. – Dorothea Lange
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Jais
Trupa timişoreană Jais în concert la A’Live Club, Bucureşti, 31 octombrie 2010. Saşi Vuscan – chitară/electronice, Alina Giurgiu – voce, Levente Molnar – tobe, Zsolt Szabo – chitară, Petrică Ionuţescu – trumpet/keys, Teo Milea – piano/keys. Pentru galeria completă – … Continue reading
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Moartea are contract cu mine scris | Să mă ia dormind, în vis
Alina de la Jais, în viziunea subsemnatului. Cică Jais ne cântă sămbătă şi duminică la Bucureşti.
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Tăcere eternă
The Garden of Proserpine by Algernon Charles Swinburne Here, where the world is quiet; Here, where all trouble seems Dead winds’ and spent waves’ riot In doubtful dreams of dreams; I watch the green field growing For reaping folk and … Continue reading
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Brief moments of inner calmness
Dead Can Dance – The Carnival is over Outside The storm clouds gathering, Moved silently along the dusty boulevard. Where flowers turning crane their fragile necks So they can in turn Reach up and kiss the sky. They are driven … Continue reading
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Băieţii mari nu plâng, sunt plini de sânge
Băieţii mari nu plâng, sunt plini de sânge. Se bat cu viața, când gustul vieții-i rânced Împachetează lacrimi gata să le-arunce Pregătiţi pentru orice cruce Cu umerii curaţi s-o poată duce Ajung în iad, diavolul s-alunge Băieţii mari nu plâng, … Continue reading