Happy new year!!!

the best wishes in 2009 for you!!!

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Your Laughter

Take bread away from me, if you wish,
take air away, but
do not take from me your laughter.

Do not take away the rose,
the lance flower that you pluck,
the water that suddenly
bursts forth in joy,
the sudden wave
of silver born in you.

My struggle is harsh and I come back
with eyes tired
at times from having seen
the unchanging earth,
but when your laughter enters
it rises to the sky seeking me
and it opens for me all
the doors of life.

My love, in the darkest
hour your laughter
opens, and if suddenly
you see my blood staining
the stones of the street,
laugh, because your laughter
will be for my hands
like a fresh sword.

Next to the sea in the autumn,
your laughter must raise
its foamy cascade,
and in the spring, love,
I want your laughter like
the flower I was waiting for,
the blue flower, the rose
of my echoing country.

Laugh at the night,
at the day, at the moon,
laugh at the twisted
streets of the island,
laugh at this clumsy
boy who loves you,
but when I open
my eyes and close them,
when my steps go,
when my steps return,
deny me bread, air,
light, spring,
but never your laughter
for I would die.

Pablo Neruda

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A Baby Just Like You

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The season is upon us now
A time for gifts and giving
And as the year draws to its close
I think about my living

The Christmas time when I was young,
The magic and the wonder,
But colors dull and candles dim,
And dark my standing under

O little Zachary, shining light
You’ve set my soul to dreaming
You’ve given back my joy in life
And filled me with new meaning

A Savior King was born that day,
A baby just like you,
And as the Magi came with gifts,
I come with my gift too

That peace on Earth fills up your time,
That brotherhood surrounds you.
That you may know the warmth of love,
And wrap it all around you

It’s just a wish, a dream I’m told
From days when I was young
Merry Christmas, little Zachary
Merry Christmas, everyone
Merry Christmas, little Zachary
Merry Christmas, everyone

John Denver, J. Henry (c) 1975

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Waiting For You

Distance calling u,
You’re always in my heart,
Together as we once had been,
Your face fadeing away.

And still there is no word,
our lives standing still,
We are moving towards the end,
And we really ought to wait.

Because God planted something special,
Deep within our hearts,
I’ll wait for your return,
With love in my heart.

Janet Kavitha

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My dear dream

Dream of sea,
Dream of ships,
Dream of huge ocean,
Dream of men in unifom

Its my dream, dream so different,
Dream so new, dream of dark sky up above,
Dream of sea so calm, dream of sea roaring,
Its my sweet dream.

Dream of men in white, in white applet,
Dream of be one with them,
Dream so sweet, wonderfull, specail, close to my heart,
Its my sweet dream.

Dreaming to get my dreams happen.
Its my sweet dream.

janet kavitha

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If You Forget Me

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine

PABLO NERUDA

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Man with a golf ball heart

They set about him with a knife and fork, I heard,
and spooned it out. Dunlop, dimpled, perfectly hard.
It bounced on stone but not on softer ground-they made
a note of that. They slit the skin-a leathery,
rubbery, eyelid thing-and further in, three miles
of gut or string, elastic. Inside that, a pouch
or sac of pearl-white balm or gloss, like Copydex.
It weighed in at the low end of the litmus test
but wouldn’t burn, and tasted bitter, bad, resin
perhaps from a tree or plant. And it gave off gas
that caused them all to weep when they inspected it.

That heart had been an apple once, they reckoned. Green.
They had a scheme to plant an apple there again
beginning with a pip, but he rejected it.

Simon Armitage

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Se cumplen 28 años de la muerte de John Lennon

En la fecha se recuerda un aniversario más de la muerte del ex líder de la banda musical The Beatles, John Lennon, asesinado en 1980 frente al edificio donde vivía en Nueva York. El legado de Lennon es innegable en la música contemporánea.

Había cumplido 40 años en octubre de 1980 y preparaba un nuevo disco luego del éxito de “Double Fantasy”. El nuevo disco nunca se concretó porque el conocido pacifista fue asesinado por Mark Chapman frente al edificio Dakota de Nueva York, donde vivía con su esposa Yoko Ono.
Desde ese día, todos los 8 de diciembre, los fanáticos del músico se reúnen en la zona conocida como “Strawberry fiels” del Central Park de Nueva York y le rinden homenaje.
Hace exactamente 28 años, cuando Lennon volvía a su departamento con Yoko Ono recibió cuatro balazos disparados por Chapman, quien le había solicitado un autógrafo en la tarde del mismo día. El ex beatle falleció camino al hospital en brazos de su esposa.
Chapman se encuentra preso desde entonces y cada año se le niega la libertad que pretende.

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Imagine there’s no heaven
It’s easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today…
Imagine there’s no countries
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace…
You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world…
You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will live as one

Imagínate*

Imagina que no existe el Cielo,
es fácil si lo intentas,
sin el Infierno debajo nuestro,
arriba nuestro, solo el cielo.
Imagina a toda la gente
viviendo el hoy…
Imagina que no hay países,
no es difícil de hacer,
nadie por quien matar o morir,
ni tampoco religión,
imagina a toda la gente,
viviendo la vida en paz…
Imagina que no hay posesiones,
quisiera saber si puedes,
sin necesidad de gula o hambre,
una hermandad de hombres,
imagínate a toda la gente
compartiendo el mundo
Puedes decir que soy un soñador,
pero no soy el único,
espero que algún día te unas a nosotros
y el mundo vivirá como uno.