B L O G S

domingo, 21 de febrero de 2010

Promit sa nu-ti mai promit nimic .


Promit sa nu-ti mai promit nimic

promit sa te fac sa te simti mai linistit

sa zambesti din prostiile ce zic

sa plangi , chiar daca o fi sa fie in vis .


Promit sa-ti fur un sarut

si sati cer ca recompensa , o mie in plus

promit că acea sclipire in ochi in mei

niciodata nu sa dus .


Promit ca zambetul tau roz

o sa ma imbete usor

si ca la urechea mea , buzele tale

o sa ma intrebe , de ce oare ?


Promit sa nu ingadui nici sa clipesc

promit sa nu pierd tot ce iubesc

si de-ar fi sa ma gandesc

sincer...nu indraznesc sa te privesc .


Promit si jur ca n-am sa-ti mai promit

ca ai fost unica persoana

care ma facui sa fiu fericit .

sábado, 20 de febrero de 2010

El alcohol no es malo , peor es el agua , que si no la bebes , te mata .

El ser humano es el unico que tropieza con la misma piedra una vez despues de otra .
Quien diga que lo hacemos por valientes o por otra razon sin fundamento , yo les digo que lo hacemos porque nos gusta .
El dolor , hablo del sentimiento y no del sadomasoquismo , nos crea esos impulsos , esos estimulos a las neuronas que nos da tanto placer que cada vez cerramos los ojos y continuamos haciendo lo que mas nos hiere .
Abstracto no ? Les pongo un ejemplo :
The Love , El Amor , Dragostea , L'amour ...
Todos hemos sufrido a causa del amor , todos hemos dicho :
''Prometo que no volvere a fumar mas de este cigarro , no mas beber de este agua !''
Permitanme que me ria ... Todos volveremos a caer en ese pozo .
Te sientes aplastado , una hormiga en esta ciudad que no conoces , tu corazon ya no es tuyo , que digo : Ya no es corazon , es polvo !
Pero a pesar de tanto dolor , que haces ?
Vuelves a enamorarte , pensando que esta vez es la definitiva , que esta vez tu seras el fuerte , te mientes diciendo que ese dolor que sentistes no fue dolor , fue una sensacion pasajera ... Pues no , fue un sentimiento !
Somos enamorados del amor . Sino pensadlo , adelante ... sois mis invitados .

Sa ne indragostim de dragoste ? Ce e aia ?
O filozofie ieftina a vreunui scriitor la lumina becului ?
NU ! Suntem noi , oamenii !
Desi mereu suferim de pe urma dragostei , mereu ne intoarecem la ea .
Desi uram sa o admitem , durerea este placerea noastra ascunsa .
Desi mereu ne simtim una cu pamantul , din cauza baiatului brunet , sau a fetei cu zambetul roz , mereu cautam o alta sansa , adica sa ne satisfacem placerea ascunsa .
Blestemul maxim este sa te vad pe TINE , reflectat/a in persoana cu care ma tin de mana !

Yo te quiero
Tu me quieres
Quien mas quiere ?
Quien mas hiere?

sábado, 6 de febrero de 2010

Sabor de verano

Ya mismo eh ...

Los dias largos y llenos de sol ,tu piel morena , tostada por mis besos , nosotros dos , sudando en tu cama, refrescados por la brisa de las 5 , con el sabor del verde en la boca , con los ojos rojos ..de satisfaccion digamos , y con la sonrisa aveces y aveces con los labios mordidos . Tu con pulseras yo con mis gafas , los dos por la calle , es verano , no ?
Planes , viajes , besos y trapos olvidados , nosotros dos en julio , con resaca , con suenio , pero con ganas de mas y de mar . Por que no ? somos jovenes ? Tu con 19 yo con 16 , quien lo diria ...

Ya mismo verano eh ...

miércoles, 30 de diciembre de 2009

La chica de ayeri .

Un dia cualquiera,no sabes que horas es ,
Te acuestas a mi lado ,sin saber por que ,
Las calles mojadas te han visto crecer,
Y tu en tu corazon estas llorando otra vez.

Me asomo a la ventana,eres la chica de ayeri,
Jugando con las flores en mi jardin,
Demasiado para comprender,
Chica vete a tu casa,no podemos jugar .

La luz de la maniana,entra en la habitacion,
Tus cabellos dorados parecen el sol,
Luego por la noche al Penta escuchar,
Canciones que consiguen que te pueda amar.

Me asomo a la ventana,es la chica de ayeri,
Jugando con las flores en mi jardin,
Demasiado tarde para comprender,
Mi cabeza da vueltas persiguiendote.

martes, 12 de mayo de 2009

Am chef sa vina vara
Sa beau
Sa fumez
Sa dorm
Sa cald
Sa ma dezbrac
Sa ma dezbraci
Sa ma ud
Sa uit
Sa tin minte
Sa ma pregatesc
Sa las balta
Sa ma plimb
Sa stau singur
Sa stam singuri
Sa scriu
Sa sterg
Sa merg
Sa vin
Sa TU
Sa EU
Sa TOT .

miércoles, 6 de mayo de 2009

Tennegers

Everything started when Edward, the most popular boy, has moved from Spain back to Romania. First was hard, but being a cool guy, better say a macho man, he has accommodated and all the girls fell in love with him. At the beginning of the second semester, Edward decided to help Miriam for an interview about the guys like him for the High School’ days. So all the story began Saturday, when they meet:
-Hello! said Miriam, a bit haughty but in the same time happy to meet him.
-Hello! We should start now so we can finish it fast, because after that I go out with a girl...
-So what was your first tought when you had accepted to ansewer my questions?
-Just waiting to answer.
-Hmm... Now I'll ask you more important things... What is the first thing you notice at a girl?
-The smile.
-How should be the perfect girl for you?
-Be somewhere in the middle: crazy and mature, between hippie-pinkgirl and of course to be nice.
-How much does her physical structure matter?
-Being nice it’s enough,the girls 90-60-90 don't attract me that much.
-Do you want your girlfriend to be your best friend too or, in your opinion, these things are totally different?
-I think friendship is the most important thing, it lets you express yourself or talk openly and , you know, in each relationship there are problems, so you can solve them with friendship and trust.
-How long did the longest relationship of yours last?
-5 months theoretically, 'cause, you know, you fall apart, next you put up with her, ahh… sweet and hot placation…
-Do you think the reason you two have broken up was her or it was your fault, too?
-I was an asshole, a big asshole, I didn't deserve her, but she was too perfectionist and she used to get all small detalis.
-What is the thing who can disturb a lot of a girls?
- Bossy, stupidity and the hipocrisy.
-Do you think the age is important in a relationship?
-Not much, it is important the mental age, not the age itself. Love dosen't take account of age.
-Do you have a girlfriend at the moment? If you don't, why?
-No, I don't have one, because I don't want a serious relationship for now.
-Have you ever been hurted in a relationship?
-Too many times, but time makes everything pass.
-There are some days when you feel alone even if you have pepole around you?
-There are months, seasons.
-What are you going to do after we finish the interview?
-To listen music and to make sure I haven't lied.
-Were your answers honest?
-100%... depp from my heart.
-Do you have days or situations when you think of giving other answers just because other people may know who you really are?
-I think my answers are the most normal and most sincere and I don't think anyone could say that they don't characterize me.
All the time she interviewed him, she couldn't stop smiling, thinking about the fact that they’ve met. In the end, they have gone out to drink a juice and to speak about them, so they became friends. Because of Edward’s behavior, Miriam thought that he wants them to be together. But, at the school, she heard Edward telling to a friend of him that he has a girlfriend. Disappointed, she avoided him a long time, until she decided that the best way of solving this would be to ask for an explanation and talk honestly and openly with him. Then, Edward confessed her that everything was just about making her jealous and having a reson to invite her out. Miriam accepted happy the invitation and kissed him.