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Yakima wrote:Yes Boots I have read it 5 times so far , you can learn something new each time . enjoy the book.

Leu 5 vezes... só?
Há eu li muitas mais vezes...
Hazar o meu.

Claro... tudo o que é escrito por mim é para Andrea Bocelli.
Grazie Maestro.

Muito Obrigada Amélia da Glória.
Thank you Boots, you big translator...
I love a person with the personality of being.
Love Pim

[align=center]Em dias perdidos, em dias em que deixamos por nós e em nós... um pouco da vida olho para as sombras do passado e penso.... penso... que se valerá a pena.... o estarmos aqui as duas... depois de tantos anos... depois de tantas arguras.... depois... de tantos desentendimentos,...

Minha querida Em, É com bastante tristeza minha e tua, ver que na verdade, ninguém é ninguém e para além disso, como tu sabes, a vida, é um caminho curto e muito longo. Pobre ignorância dos ignorantes, que se atrevem a ter o descaramento de se esquecerem de ti e de mim. No entanto Em, a nossa...

Peramore I am delighted, as Poetry is the art of being, of putting in words, feelings and emotions, and nothing more.... and in being oneself.... in saying who ... when and why... Poetry, makes life, a little bit more bright, and Andrea Bocelli.... even if all what you write.... he himsel...

Very beautiful Peramore....
and?
where is the other one's

Io conosco la tua strada, ogni passo che farai, le tue ansie chiuse e i vuoti, sassi che allontanerai senza mai pensare che come roccia io ritorno in te… Io conosco i tuoi respiri, tutto quello che non vuoi. Lo sai bene che non vivi, riconoscerlo non puoi. E sarebbe come se questo ciel...

Francesca wrote:Presque parfait, 3 petites fautes seulement, pas graves du tout.

sa caresse -
mille pensées (mille est invariable)
son désir

Grazie amica

True, Michelle, I think I have to talk to him again.. the wind, I mean! By the way, what a coincidence, we live just down the road from each other! I am in Quin, East Clare, near Ennis, Galway is just an hour away! Last time I saw Andrea, he sang in Galway, in the open air stadium,it was packed on ...

Michelle wrote:Have to back peramore up on this one - it is particularly unpleasant today...!

Well Em.... they say.... I know, what you and I do know.... they say of course in which direction I go time and place .... time and place and ask to me.... if that time and place is granted to you and me Even... if it is hard for me... to know... even if I not here, (no one minds) ...

My Lady..... I cannot agree or say... disagree with you.... in any form or way.... what you do write.... pluzzes me.... I wondered by life.. and throught life.... where in reality.... is me? not speaking of others... of disasters... natural or unatural.... When I read what you left he...

A música
só é música
se nascer connosco
....
senão....
não saberemos dizer
porque
será música.

Per te Silva

My Lady... thank you for being you remember and do not doubt that we are unique, each one of us, and even thought we ... to be us.... sometimes.... we have to understand, that the intrinsic facts of life, the one's with no explanation... we cannot tell to the Divine or ask him for the why...

Ah Lelly... the power of mind the power of being the power of searching is never enought and meanwhile, you and me can sing to the oceans to the world, that the wind... will blow in our faces in name.... of whom we have dreams. Dreams are realities, are things that once we lived are f...

Very beautiful your words Silva. Even if you never answered me, no matter, as I Love, the real Love, has no touch, no appearance, it is inside our minds and our hearts and to Love is the unique think that bonds men, among men. Life, Did not show me... in which roots, Love is going, today...

You speak about the Sound of Music Amava... in the days in which I look ahead upon the oceans of life... I can listen by the sea to the Sound of Music... but, Music on its own, is beautiful... if one is beautiful inside, and grant to that sound of music the side of us, the brightness of...

Boots This one is for you in the shadows of me in the light behind me you will find what others will think of you but, no matter in which direction you walk in what you do... at the end of day... in the most beautiful sunset think that in far and distant lands unknown to you you have...

[align=center]My Dancing Heart by Em [/align] I reached to touch your soul To tell you of my love And melted Right before you right before your feet OH, my heart, where is my heart Alas, there,it is dancing In mid air And when You grinned and took my hand I became...

In life and for life our hear our soul and our intelligence dreams are a reality as a Dancing Heart and in the mist of life and us our hearts dance... as the shadows of the treas of the sea, and in dancing the soul the heart and the intelligence, will follow the rythm of life, ...

Yes, Pim, it is there. I wish I could put the words of Em's song "There is only you" too and even wrote to composer to get them, but still there is no answer. I could type them myself after listening the song, but I don't want to make a mistake. Maybe someone else can help me? Beautif...

To remember Boots,
is to be alive,
and even....
if I do not remember,
will you do it for me?
Love you Boots.

[align=center]The Waltz by Em Beloved, wherever I go, You are with me What is the darkness, I do not know, for Your light is within me. SO . . . what dance are You flirting now, before my very eyes ? Enticing me with Your glowing colors and endless forms, indeed, so very shamefully...