Friday, June 25, 2010

Paintings Of Interracial

Heart hidalgo

Caspar David Friedrich, "Wanderer in the face of the fog "


undefeated
Yesterday my heart was the rose,

guardian star of this eventful flight

drop in the sea fluctuating hours,

Where

browsing the soul, free from suspicion.


Yesterday I had to build steps roads,

The land in extent was my kingdom,

My highest ideal a sense, my credo

an illusion, the hand of a friend.


Life was

song from the morning,

Where the stubborn love lied sequel,

Hidalgo

wandering without scrip, nor sword,

Hairy leader of the spring.


So

night overtook me on the bank,

Dying sun without land or destination

Antro EMITTANCE of fierce exultant,

Black Angel

involves and lacerating edict.


Yesterday I had arms to ram mills,

stones today claim its place in my bones.

If your sunrise, at least your memory,

help me be faithful to all that I have been.


your light Come to my window without sadness,

your noble heart Come flying height,

If a gull and breaks across the horizon

arcane seal under which souls live.





Garou et Celine Dion "Sous le vent"

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