Category Archives: ELSKE

MUSIKK > La Canzone dell’Amore Perduto

Fabrizio De André, Italian music poet I love

Ricordi sbocciavan le viole
con le nostre parole
“Non ci lasceremo mai, mai e poi mai”,

vorrei dirti ora le stesse cose
ma come fan presto, amore, ad appassire le rose
così per noi

l’amore che strappa i capelli è perduto ormai,
non resta che qualche svogliata carezza
e un po’ di tenerezza.

E quando ti troverai in mano
quei fiori appassiti al sole
di un aprile ormai lontano,
li rimpiangerai

ma sarà la prima che incontri per strada
che tu coprirai d’oro per un bacio mai dato,
per un amore nuovo.

E sarà la prima che incontri per strada
che tu coprirai d’oro per un bacio mai dato,
per un amore nuovo.

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I hope he calls you in the morning

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I hope he calls you in the morning
after a night of sleeping in a big, empty bed

Just to say good morning
Just to hear your voice
as it is the only wake up call
he needs.

I hope he cooks you breakfast
Knowing how you like your eggs
how you take your coffee
how little or how much you wish to speak.
I hope he cooks you dinner, too
For no reason at all.

I hope he holds your hand proudly
as you walk through a room
of people you don’t know.

I hope he builds you up
until you are standing on a pedestal
of your own creation.

I hope he encourages you to make art
take risks
travel the world
be alone—
always knowing that you’ll be back
home in his warm embrace
as long as his heart is open.

I hope he wears his heart on his sleeve
and is not shy
to adorn yours
as well.

I hope he is the kind of person
who, when presented with the ocean,
will not shy away
from diving in
to ride the waves.

I hope he is all of himself
unafraid to own
his stories
no matter how dark they may seem.

I hope he can see that all of you
is in the stars
poking through
the dark sky
of your past.

I hope he is not scared
by your ability to choose growth
your ability to not be held hostage
by the person you were yesterday
last week
last year.

I hope his attention span
is as long as every word
that exits your mouth
your heart.
I hope that he hears your truth
and meets it with gratitude
for your vulnerability.

I hope he loves you
in a way you didn’t know love existed.
For you have only seen love
in other places
with shaky ground that fell
beneath your hopeful feet.

This is who I hope
for you—
Because you are worthy
of being loved
by a heart so bright
the sun blushes
in admiration.

~

Author: Annabelle Blythe
Picture from PEXELS

What a request means to me

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I like the concept of community. It is my need being part of communities and creating new ones, respecting myself and the others 😀 Polar bears communities, seals communities, human communities, … 😛  “Diversity makes us brighter”!

The most common dialogues living in communities concern with requests. Every kind of requests. Found this text, I enjoyed creating this card! I like it because it is perfect to explain my intentions when I request for something looking for help or time. Living in community, sharing and keeping this idea in mind helps expressing the beauty we all have inside. Understanding ours and the others needs and getting familiar in expressing them brings good vibes and keeps empowering the whole community itself! 🙂

Growl! 😀

Thinking about Blame

You are probably a bit of a blamer – most of us are. But why should we give it up? In this witty sequel to our most watched RSA Short, inspirational thinker Brené Brown considers why we blame others, how it sabotages our relationships, and why we desperately need to move beyond this toxic behaviour.

Voice > Dr Brené Brown
Animation > Katy Davis AKA Gobblynne http://www.gobblynne.com
Production and Editing > Al Francis-Sears and Abi Stephenson

Thinking about Empathy

What is the best way to ease someone’s pain and suffering? In this beautifully animated RSA Short, Dr Brené Brown reminds us that we can only create a genuine empathic connection if we are brave enough to really get in touch with our own fragilities.

Voice > Dr Brené Brown
Animation > Katy Davis (AKA Gobblynne) http://www.gobblynne.com
Production and Editing > Al Francis-Sears and Abi Stephenson

The Tallest Man on Earth & Idiot Wind > Working titles

You could mess up my life in a poem
Have me divorced by the time of the chorus
There’s no need to change any sentence
When you always decide where I go next

Many nights you would hide from the audience
When they were not in tune with your progress
In the end you’re a fool like the journalist
Who turns what you sing into business

You could use to be more like a hero
A darker shade of damage distortion
Wearing death like a cape or a costume
Cut your ties and leave town when you want to

Killing time ’til I pass through the chamber
Or the room you keep my replacement
so fed up, still you’re starving on paper
You’re no him, but he’s you, only better

Leave me an exit to damage
I could use a ledge to jump off of
I wasn’t lying when I said this was over
I have questions that lead to more questions

Running time that will cut off my fingers
You wrote about me on every new record
And I’ll show up in a title of your song
I only hope somebody requests it

What’s it like for you in Washington
I’ve only seen photos of Washington
I’ll never know

Leave me Manhattan, I want the evergreens
Write me a song I can sing in my sleep
As sure as the rain that will fall where you stand
I want you and the skyline, these are my demands

What’s it like for you in Washington
I’ve only seen photos of Washington
I’ll never know, know

Original version by Damien Jurado
Working Titles lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.