The Storm
torrents of rain in tormented drops
the clouds are singing ominous
Oh Fortuna Dies Irae
Oh Fortuna Dies Illa
whispers the silent cilog
welcome the lightening be the hearts guest
welcome the lightening strike at your best
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Alex Descends Into Hell For A Bottle Of Milk/korova 1
Dies irae, dies illa
Dies irae, dies illa
Tuba mirum spargens sonum
Decet in inferno
Dies illa, dies illa
Translation:
A day of wrath, that day
A day of wrath, that day
The amazing sound scattering from the trumpet
As is fitting for hell
That day, that day
song performed by by U2
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Your Always Missing
Something Strong is living on
Even though you’re gone
When I cry my tears
They create rain for you
Because you’re gone
I’m sitting by the bed side
Where you once laid
Many days I cry my self to sleep
And the rain comes to play with me
All I want is just you near
Missing everything that I want to share with you
Every time I close my eyes
I close my eyes with you
And I see your face next to mine
And the rain is above my head tonight
Missing words of lullabies
Sweet tender voice is silent
Rain comes to play
With lightening always striking
And your always missing
Walking in the park
Clouds always gray
Time with you was gone to soon
And theirs only tears and rain
So what is left to say today
Tree’s never swaying
Plants never growing and dancing with you and me
The rain is always here
It’s never that comforting to me
Missing words of lullabies
Sweet tender voice is silent
Rain comes to play
With lightening always striking
And your always missing
I just want to see you again
Singing a song with me
Never again to dance in the rain not without you I won’t
No more playing for me
But the rain is playing with me
Missing words of lullabies
Sweet tender voice is silent
Rain comes to play
With lightening always striking
And your always missing
Never to hear the silent cries
Only angels seem to hear
I’m guessing your up their too
But is the rain playing with you
Missing words of lullabies
Sweet tender voice is silent
Rain comes to play
With lightening always striking
And your always missing today
Your always missing from me
And the rain is crying with me
Gravity Of Love
(michael.cretu)
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Latin
O fortuna
Velut luna
(translation
O fortune
Like the moon )
Turn around and smell what you dont see
Close your eyes ... it is so clear
Heres the mirror, behind there is a screen
On both ways you can get in
Dont think twice before you listen to your heart
Follow the trace for a new start
What you need and everything youll feel
Is just a question of the deal
In the eye of storm youll see a lonely dove
The experience of survival is the key
To the gravity of love
Latin
O fortuna
Velut luna
(translation
O fortune
Like the moon)
--------whispers---------
Woman :
The path of excess leads to
The tower of wisdom
Man :
The path of excess leads to
The tower of wisdom
---------whispers----------
Try to think about it ...
Thats the chance to live your life and discover
What it is, whats the gravity of love
Latin
O fortuna
Velut luna
(translation
O fortune
Like the moon )
Look around just people, can you hear their voice
Find the one wholl guide you to the limits of your choice
But if youre in the eye of storm
Just think of the lonely dove
The experience of survival is the key
To the gravity of love.
Latin
O fortuna
Velut luna
(translation
O fortune
Like the moon )
song performed by by Enigma
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Ms Chancey
Oh dear lady
Such beautiful hands
The tips of the fingers lightly
Removing the gloves
Throw them down on the floor
You flirt with…who
Those indifferent sparks
Quivering in the corner of your eyes
Which many times
Called themselves little devils
But you don't sing
Fortuna
Scarlet heart
Today honey
You don't sing
Am I right
Something went wrong
Ms Chencey
Quite down those unending
Winding ways of an autumn
Down an evil September
Ominous
Scarlet heart
Today you don't sing
Not even Fortuna
You don't sing at all
Ms Chancey
Those wheels of yours
I've broken them you see
You cannot flirt with me
Sorry
I'm just too ‘lucky' for your spell
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Mother Nature's Fall Dress
Mother Nature's Fall Dress
The wind came up and started to blow
A sky filled with dark and rain coming slow.
Trees swaying touching the ground
The rain still coming but now surrounds.
Lightening slashing the fabric of the sky
Exposing the vestigial virgins, colorful eye.
The river was in a tourmoil with patches of wake
Falls first weather and summer heat to break
The wind picking up almost to a gale
Thunder and lightening with enough rain to fill a pail.
I sit among nature's eventual force
Wind, lightening and dark clouds; of course.
More white caps on the river below
In a few short months we will call them snow.
The butterfly with flapping wings in haste
Wind takes no excuse for being late.
Disneyland could put on a replica of this endeavor
Wind, rain; thunder and lightening and be very clever.
10-28-05 Aho speaks.
poem by AHO Speaks
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L'Una Per Te
Questa sera, questa sera......
non lo so....
c' qualcosa nell'aria stasera....
che non si pu!
.... non si pu spiegare....
a meno che
non ritorni per forza a parlare...
ancora di te!
Se tu fossi buona.....
buona con me
ti porterei, ti porterei la luna...
a letto con te!
.... e se non ci fosse "luna"...
allora beh!
ne inventerei, ne inventerei subito "una".....
l'una per te!
La Fortuna, la Fortuna,
la FORTUNA.....
quando c'
aiuta sempre comunque
"gli audaci"....
e mica me!
Io che c'ho paura
perfino che
che un giorno in testa mi cada
la luna.....
o "di perdere te"!
Io non sto piangendo.....
adesso no!
Sto soltanto, sto soltanto dicendo
che "ti amo"!
E non ho paura....
adesso che
se guardo in alto c' ancora
la luna
e qui vicino ho te!
song performed by by Vasco Rossi
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My Destiny
Once I alleged there would be a
Destiny for me and
I would think of a tree bearing leaves
Unfolding in the springtime that would
Only touch the sky if clouds were dense as
Thunderclouds, perhaps-
Dark as fear and ominous- If fate would allow
I would reach upward on a solitary walk
At the dawning of each day and touch the sky
Before the sun came out from hiding from behind cragged mountains-
At daybreak a few stars still being visible-
I would wish upon one remaining star- My destiny being to
Find a safe place for myself in this world? Clouds so dense and dark-
As deceiving as promises made by those I once believed in
Before lightening would strike and thunder would clap
Would deceive me and their ghostly spirits still haunt me as
Wind would blow down that tree
That never touched the sky because this wind had blown and
Lightening struck it down?
If I could I would be a tree that
In the event of never touching the sky and being the victim of a storm
It would not matter because a tree
Cannot feel the pain of deception, fear and mistrust?
I would live my life as a tree blossoming every spring,
Leaves unfolding and then changing colors in the autumn-
Always beautiful to see but
Not knowing the depth of sorrow felt or the
Agony of loss even after having fallen-
Only because God did not give it a soul?
The sun shall rise over the mountains as the full moon
Bids the night farewell- before light succumbs the darkness,
I shall wish upon a star and if the stars are obliterated by clouds so dark and ominous-
I shall try to be thankful for my soul that was God-given- that
I can feel love and appreciation of all that is beautiful-
Even if all the people in this world slight, hurt and betray me-
I can appreciate the glory of the rising sun and adore the splendor of nature-
I still have myself and even if lightening were to strike me dead,
My soul shall live on forever….
poem by Claudia Krizay
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None of That Sounded Like Sex to Me
~Noticing begins to open the mind.
Much like what Sunrise does upon the horizon...
When its light etches the darkness away from night,
With definition seen to highlight one's assisted vision.
And the brighter that light becomes,
An object begins to develop identity and cast a shadow.
As if attached to aid its meaning.
However...
When those clouds come,
And sometimes they do.
Expect some confusion to be done.
Since it will be difficult to determine,
If it will rain.
And...
That just may happen with or without lightening.
And/or no doubt with thunder.~
'With or without...
And slash or no doubt?
Don't they mean almost the same thing? '
~Huh?
What are you talking about? ~
'The lightening and thunder...
If it should come with clouds? '
~WHAT?
What does lightening and thunder have to do with it?
You kids don't listen with your ears or pay attention.
I'm talking about the birth of comprehension.
None of that has to do with lightening.
Maybe a bit of 'thunder' but rarely with lightening.~
'The birth of what?
None of that sounded like sex to me.'
~Your Honor...
If I may have a few words in my defense.
I need to explain why I stand before you today.
You see...
One of us had to be locked up.
So I knew If I 'tried' to knock some sense in his head...
It would be me found guilty! ~
'And Daddy...
That's why it's hard to listen to you at times.
Because you jump from subject to subject!
AND...
Don't worry about going to prison.
I'm going to volunteer to runaway.'
~When? How soon?
You need some money?
How much? ~
'See. See?
That's exactly what I'm talking about.
You're always joking.'
~Son...
Please take me seriously.
That's all I ask.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Destiny
Once I alleged there would be a
Destiny for me and
I would think of a tree bearing leaves
Unfolding in the springtime that would
Only touch the sky if clouds were dense as
Thunderclouds, perhaps-
Dark as fear and ominous- If fate would allow
I would reach upward on a solitary walk
At the dawning of each day and touch the sky
Before the sun came out from hiding from behind cragged mountains-
At daybreak a few stars still being visible-
I would wish upon one remaining star- My destiny being to
Find a safe place for myself in this world? Clouds so dense and dark-
As deceiving as promises made by those I once believed in
Before lightening would strike and thunder would clap
Would deceive me and their ghostly spirits still haunt me as
Wind would blow down that tree
That never touched the sky because this wind had blown and
Lightening struck it down?
If I could I would be a tree that
In the event of never touching the sky and being the victim of a storm
It would not matter because a tree
Cannot feel the pain of deception, fear and mistrust?
I would live my life as a tree blossoming every spring,
Leaves unfolding and then changing colors in the autumn-
Always beautiful to see but
Not knowing the depth of sorrow felt or the
Agony of loss even after having fallen-
Only because God did not give it a soul?
The sun shall rise over the mountains as the full moon
Bids the night farewell- before light succumbs the darkness,
I shall wish upon a star and if the stars are obliterated by clouds so dark and ominous-
I shall try to be thankful for my soul that was God-given- that
I can feel love and appreciation of all that is beautiful-
Even if all the people in this world slight, hurt and betray me-
I can appreciate the glory of the rising sun and adore the splendor of nature-
I still have myself and even if lightening were to strike me dead,
My soul shall live on forever….
Claudia Krizay
poem by Claudia Krizay
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Hot Hot Hot !!!
The first time i saw lightening strike
I saw it underground
Six deep feet below the street
The sky came crashing down
For a second that place was lost in space
Then everything went black
I left that basement burning
And i never went back
The second time i saw it strike
I saw it at sea
It lit up the fish like rain
And rained then down on me
For a second that boat was still afloat
Then everything went black
I left it underwater
And i never went back
Hey hey hey!!!
But i like it when that lightning comes
Hey hey hey!!!
Yes i like it alot
Hey hey hey!!!
Yes i'm jumping like a jumping jack
Dancing screaming itching squealing fevered
Feeling hot hot hot!!!
The third time i saw lightening strike
It hit me in bed
It threw me around
And left me for dead
For a second that room was on the moon
Then everything went black
I left that house on fire
And i never went back
Hey hey hey!!!
But i like it when that lightening comes
Hey hey hey!!!
Yes i like it alot
Hey hey hey!!!
Yes i'm jumping like a jumping jack
Dancing screaming itching squealing fevered
Feeling hot hot hot!!!
song performed by by Cure
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Mother Natures Fall Dress
The wind came up and started to blow
A sky filled with dark and rain coming slow.
Trees swaying touching the ground
The rain still coming but now surrounds.
Lightening slashing the fabric of the sky
Exposing the vestitial virgins colorful eye.
The river was in a turmoil with patches of wake
Falls first weather and summer heat, to break.
The wind picking up almost to a gale
Thunder and lightening with enough rain to fill a pail.
I sit among natures eventual force
Wind, ligntening and dark clouds of course.
More white caps on the river below
In a few short months we will call them snow.
The butterfly with flapping wings in haste
The wind takes no excuse for being late.
Disneyland could put on a replica of this endeavor
Wind, rain, thunder and lightening and be very clever.
poem by chuck Hurley
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My Lament
Lightening has stricken at the wrong place and at the
Wrong time- inducing flames that are rising in all directions,
Capturing my tormented spirit as I lose my grasp on reality-
As my sanity escapes, my thoughts sink into bedlam.
Snakes constrict my mutilated soul which gasps for breath, terrified,
Though this could all be none but a night terror, I silently scream-
My tears, are cried for all of this time that this world has been a
Liar to me, although copious, cannot extinguish the flames,
Though phantasmal as the world that has trapped me inside,
Are burning down the pillar of strength-
Once rock-solid giving me the strength to persevere-
Lightening, ill fated as the storm that consumes me
Has stricken once again-
I cannot pursue my destination, as I have no place on this planet,
This world where people climb mountains to complete
Their journeys of fortune, fame and success-
I ride bareback upon a comet in some imagined universe, as
I escape to that world of my dreams.
Even here inside the only place I have once deemed a safe haven
I can still see lightening strike upon the horizon-
I have come to the realization, as a torrent of rain begins to fall,
That I must hold onto all of my dreams as
These dreams could be all I have left to
Keep me from drowning in the abyss of veracity…
Lightening has stricken once again and it hardly matters this time, as
I have finally escaped to that world of my own- for an eternity-
As flames rise in a distance, I laugh…
Safe and alone, here- lost although in an innocuous manner in a world of my own
Happy to be alive in some imagined universe, above the storm clouds
Having escaped reality before the rain begins to fall-
poem by Claudia Krizay
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I am singing in the rain......
I am singing in the rain......
When the clouds above me so dark
When the stars are not be seen in the sky
When the moon is gone away from the site
When the cool breeze being to touch me softly
When the thunder and lightening make me afraid
Then the rain begin to shower upon me
Chorus....
I am singing and dancing in the rain
I am playing and falling in the rain
What a glorious feelings that I have when its rain
When I hold you hands and walk in the rain
When you arm around my waist hold like a chain
When my umbrella being to dance in the air
When the rain water rush down to the canal
When the street lights blink on the streets
Then my love on you is singing in the rain
Chorus....
I am singing and dancing in the rain
I am playing and falling in the rain
What a glorious feelings that I have when its rain
Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka
poem by Ravi Sathasivam
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Love Never Dies...
I never knew how long a day could be
It was winter and the sun was shining
Beyond the shadows I could see
It was winter and the wind was blowing
Love never dies
I know that true love never dies
The season end
And time moves on
But true love never dies
I look at picture I took of you
Now its winter and the colors fading
I just sit here while the wind blows through me
No matter how hard I try
Cant stop this feeling
Love never dies
I know that true love never dies
A day comes to end
And time moves on
But true love never dies
True love never dies
Never dies
Now I dont want to be wanting you
Its been three years and my hearts still crying
Love never dies
I know that true love never dies
A day comes to end
And time moves on
But true love never dies !
True love never dies !
Love never dies
Love never dies
Love never dies...
song performed by by Belinda Carlisle
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The Earth Dies Screaming
A warm dry wind is all that breaks the silence,
The highways quiet scars across the land.
People lie, eyes closed, no longer dreaming,
The earth dies screaming.
Like scattered pebbles, cars lie silent waiting,
Oilless engines seized by dirt and sand.
Bodies hanging limp, no longer bleeding,
The earth dies screaming.
The earth dies screaming
The earth dies screaming
Your country needs you, lets strike up the band.
The earth dies screaming
The earth dies screaming
Despite all odds we must defend our land.
Half eaten meals lie rotting on the tables,
Money clutched within a boney hand.
Shutters down, the banks are not receiving,
The earth dies screaming.
song performed by by Ub40
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O.L.S.M.M.
Basta, sono stufo
che con la mia donna fai il gufo
non la spiare non insinuare
maledetto di un lupo
Basta con le mani
Non si toccano i miei sogni
x fortuna c'e' un'organizzazione
laica x la salvaguardia
dei matrimoni!
Basta, non mi piace
che balli con lei e la tocchi
non violare non desiderare
di godere nei suoi occhi
bastano le mie mani
ed un cappello pieno di sogni
x fortuna c'e' un'organizzazione
Laica x la salvaguardia
dei matrimoni!
Balla in me la mia donna che balla
e si muove curvando la schiena
balla in me cos libera e bella
oh no, non ho altro che lei, hey!
Basta, ma come faccio
se mi mangi nel piatto
non rubare non esagerare
maledetto di un gatto
basta, con le mani
Non si sporcano i miei sogni
x fortuna c'e' un'organizzazione
Laica x la salvaguardia
dei matrimoni!
e di tutti i sogni miei
Shake it uh! Shake it uh! Shake it uh!
Balla in me la mia donna che balla
e si muove sudando la schiena
balla in me mentre nasce una stella
oh no non ho altro che lei
Basta, sono stufo
che balli con lei e la tocchi
non violare non desiderare
di godere nei suoi occhi
bastano le sue mani
ed un cappello pieno di sogni
x fortuna c'e' un'organizzazione
x la manutenzione laica
Che cosa?
x fortuna c'e' un'organizzazione
laica x la salvaguardia
dei matrimoni
e di tutti i sogni miei
song performed by by Zucchero
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Let Us Be Friends
Let us not be the clouds,
Darkened clouds,
To weep and pour,
At every collision,
As collision are meant,
To mold us,
Not to tear us apart.
Let us not be the lightening,
Electrifying lightening,
to flash the light
at the roaming hearts,
as the roaming is meant,
to discipline us,
not to waste us.
Let us not be the thunder,
Deafening thunder,
To the listening of others,
At the events,
That irritate us,
Either ignore or move on,
Or play the Beethoven,
To the stuffed ears.
Let us be the friends,
To one another,
As the hand,
Pulls up the towel,
When dropped or,
as the hand,
that takes the spectacle,
the moment we wake up,
Let us sort out,
The troubles,
That our friends face.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish it's source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish it's source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
And If An Old Man Dies
AND IF AN OLD MAN DIES
(Yet another reflection on Koheleth)
And if an old man dies
And leaves behind him nothing-
And if an old man dies and leaves behind
Much family and wealth
And friends who remember him-
And if an old man dies
And leaves behind him
A reverenced work
Esteemed through many generations-
And if an old man dies
With a name mankind wishes to take with it to its own grave-
And if an old man dies
And nothing survives of humanity
And all his works and wishes
Bound up with the being of others
Who earthbound will die with the Earth
Or transformed into other kinds of being elsewhere
Lose eventually their essential humanity-
And if an old man dies
As all die
And if we stand forever alone in a universe unknown,
Then what else is there but praying to God
And hoping
That somehow beyond it all in some way we cannot now understand
An old man‘s death will be more or less
Than what we can think or know it to be now-
And if an old man dies,
And somehow never dies
And if God saves us all
And if we are surprised
poem by Shalom Freedman
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