SENSATIONS

Postati in DELIRI con i tag , , su novembre 27, 2011 da crudelia withfield

I, I will be king
And you, you will be queen
Though nothing will drive them away
We can beat them, just for one day
We can be Heroes, just for one day
And you, you can be mean
And I, I’ll drink all the time
‘Cause we’re lovers, and that is a fact
Yes we’re lovers, and that is that
Though nothing, will keep us together
We could steal time,
just for one day
We can be Heroes, for ever and ever
What d’you say?
I, I wish you could swim
Like the dolphins, like dolphins can swim
Though nothing,
nothing will keep us together
We can beat them, for ever and ever
Oh we can be Heroes,
just for one day
I, I will be king
And you, you will be queen
Though nothing will drive them away
We can be Heroes, just for one day
We can be us, just for one day
I, I can remember (I remember)
Standing, by the wall (by the wall)
And the guns shot above our heads
(over our heads)
And we kissed,
as though nothing could fall
(nothing could fall)
And the shame was on the other side
Oh we can beat them, for ever and ever
Then we could be Heroes,
just for one day
We can be Heroes
We can be Heroes
We can be Heroes
Just for one day
We can be Heroes
We’re nothing, and nothing will help us
Maybe we’re lying,
then you better not stay
But we could be safer,
just for one day

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A TRIP IN THE WORLD

Postati in Senza categoria con i tag , , , , su giugno 6, 2011 da crudelia withfield

Another time,same friends,same place.
As a tradition of mine, the first days of June I go to Freiburg.It’s a small town in the Black Forest in south Germany.A small town that I love so much…
Maybe for its young attitude…
It’s full of students from every part of Germany and Europe.
Maybe for the variety of shops…
I like shopping everywhere I am.
Maybe for all my happy times spended here…
Maybe only for the BEER!

ORPHAN

Postati in Senza categoria con i tag , , , su giugno 6, 2011 da crudelia withfield

Orphan.Just the simple word brings in mind unhappy feel.
Is like grey… A color that absorbe light.and covers all what is around with a fog of sadness.
Do you know?when it seems you missed something,but you don’t know what..?
You feel incomplete..a chair with only 3 legs,a stair without steps…
That’s me.
Orphan
Yes I am

OPS!

Postati in Senza categoria su maggio 25, 2011 da crudelia withfield

@DUBAI AIRPORT

Postati in DELIRI con i tag , , su febbraio 12, 2011 da crudelia withfield

I’m sitting on a sparkling marble floor,but I can’t sleep…

A PENNY FOR YOUR DOG

Postati in Senza categoria con i tag su febbraio 9, 2011 da crudelia withfield

RESTART

Postati in Senza categoria con i tag , , , , su febbraio 9, 2011 da crudelia withfield

I’m just 74 hours far from leaving..
Another plane,another place..
Neither weight on my shoulders nor things to care about this time.
Simply relax.
But am I able to relax?
The fact that I will be in a new area where I don’t know my way around,neither intimidates nor scares me.
I am open-minded
“A mind is like a parachute. It doesn’t work if it is not open”
But I can’t live without fears
Is the fear of something that makes me go faster,without using any brakes.
Is the fear of something that makes me pay attention to all what life deserves me…
And it makes me survive!
And now,to survive, I have to beat all this anger.I’am consumed by anger for the death of my father.
I’am very angry!
And now I have to restart..

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