Live life to the full

Daca tot este asta seara melodiilor de suflet nu am cum sa nu amintesc de una pe care as asculta-o in orice moment, indiferent de starea pe care o am, dar mai ales atunci cand vreau sa-mi recapat acea parte din mine care se  epuizeaza atunci cand ma astept cel mai putin…”acadeaua” mai bine zis ;). 

EVERY TIME IT RAINS

I see dark clouds out my window
I know the storm is coming any minute
And the thunder just confirms my fears
And I know the tears are in there
I’ll be crying unable to stop
Look here comes the very first drop
Cuz every time it rains
I fall to pieces
So many memories the rain releases
I feel you… I taste you
I canno forget
Every time it rains… I get wet
EVERY TIME IT RAINS
Darling I am still in love with you
As time passes by it just intensifies
I know I’ll never be with you again
I’ll never find another with that kindness in his eyes
I’ll be trying unable to stop
Look here comes the very first drop
Cuz every time it rains
I fall to pieces
So many memories the rain releases
I feel you… I taste you
I cannot forget
Every time it rains… I get wet
On sunny days I’m all right
I walk in the light
And i try not to think about
The love I live without
But every time it rains
I fall to pieces
So many memories the rain releases
I feel you… I taste you
I cannot forget
Every time it rains… I get wet
Cuz every time it rains
I fall to pieces
So many memories the rain releases
I feel you… I taste you
I cannot forget
Every time it rains… I get wet
Cuz every time it rains
I fall to pieces
So many memories the rain releases
I feel you… I taste you
I cannot forget
Every time it rains… I get wet

De vei gasi acest caiet, prin rafturi prafuite… mda, cam asa incepea un jurnal… sau un oracol mai bine zis….sa fie oare un avantaj ca pe net nu se pune praful? hahaah ar fi o chestie sa stam in fatza calculatorului si sa vedem cum se sterge praful  singur de pe mobila. Cati mai stau sa mai scrie intr-un jurnal acum…sa mai scrie si citet pe de-asupra…eu inca mai scriu aici atat cat o sa-mi mai fie permis… Read the rest of this entry »

Ce stare de oboseala continua am… Iar daca dorm parca mai mare e senzatia de oboseala. Cred ca varsta e de vina!

Ce senzatie ciudata ne da si vremea…cand era cald afara, nu aveam chef de nimic, ca deh ,era prea cald, zilele astea, de cand a inceput sa bata vantul, sa ploua, noptile sa fie mai reci, dom’le nu avem chef de nimic, ne apuca melancolia…si vremea se muleaza ca o manusha la starea noastra…