tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694077472110695201.post6002445130182484687..comments2014-12-21T09:26:21.838+01:00Comments on co(r)rispondenze: Lo stranieroGiusy Contehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08346233515599215311noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694077472110695201.post-30726881215591673722010-03-09T21:52:36.225+01:002010-03-09T21:52:36.225+01:00@ Joseph. Thanks for your words.:)
@ Un'amica...@ Joseph. Thanks for your words.:)<br /><br />@ Un'amica di nome Patrizia. Grazie. Buonanotte amici. Io vado a dormire presto stasera. Sono molto stanca. Un bacio.Giusy Contehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08346233515599215311noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694077472110695201.post-75874901065534277862010-03-09T21:23:30.056+01:002010-03-09T21:23:30.056+01:00Bello questo racconto, Giusy.
Intimo, delicato, ri...Bello questo racconto, Giusy.<br />Intimo, delicato, riservato come il personaggio del quale racconti un attimo di vita. Come tutti gli attimi di vita ben raccontati, questo porta con se la vita intera nella sua pienezza.un'amicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08210799425401018139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-694077472110695201.post-79745773791802052532010-03-09T21:16:58.774+01:002010-03-09T21:16:58.774+01:00Death whispered a lullaby
Out on the road there ...Death whispered a lullaby<br /><br /><br />Out on the road there are fireflies circling<br />Deep in the woods, where the lost souls hide<br />Over the hill there men returning<br />Trying to find some peace of mind<br /><br />Sleep my child<br /><br />Under the fog there are shadows moving<br />Don't be afraid, hold my hand<br />Into the dark there are eyelids closing<br />Buried alive in the shifting sands<br /><br />Speak to me now and the world will crumble<br />Open a door and the moon will fall<br />All your life all your memories<br />Go to your dreams, forget it all<br /><br />(Mikael Akerfeldt)Joseph Schellinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11894958220667615671noreply@blogger.com