You can chase a butterfly during the night until the morning and never catch it. But if you sit quietly it will come and sit on your shoulder. And then... Surprise! Looks like morning in its eyes.
Monday, 26 April 2010
Thursday, 22 April 2010
Saturday, 17 April 2010
París
Avui, unes quantes fotos que vem fer a la màgica ciutat de París (cap d'any 2009 - 2010), acompanyat de Motorway (Anni B Sweet), m'encanta!
I'll never understand why your voice is so related to my mind. “Wrong” it's not in your noise.
Hidden feelings on the top of the roof and it's unreachable, and illogical,
blocking my mind, blocking my mind, blocking my mind!
Oh, I'm driving on a motorway. Chaos is the name of the road.
Hey, and I'm following the signs of the road because I can't go on on my own.
And I am working on building up a wall in my heart
so little soldiers of war don't try to climb it up,
and I am working on building up a railing in my mind.
So before getting in you must knock on me.
Una ciutat preciosa.
Anna.
Tuesday, 6 April 2010
Lets watch the flowers grow
Puedes irte, puedes llegar, puedes subir y también bajar. Puedes gritar, puedes cantar, puedes silbar o bailar. Pero al salir el sol porfin te podré ver. Y con tu sonreír nacer.
¿No oyes a una flor reír?
¿No oyes a una flor reír?
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