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Re: Ora e Mungeses
...Ta shpreh une: "Ore e mungeses = Uthopia"
...Ta shpreh une: "Ore e mungeses = Uthopia"
Ora e Mungeses
- Thread starter Ema
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true confidental
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Re: Ora e Mungeses
Touch
My hands
open the curtains of your being
clothe you in a further nudity
uncover the bodies of your body
My hands
invent another body for your body
Octavio Paz
Touch
My hands
open the curtains of your being
clothe you in a further nudity
uncover the bodies of your body
My hands
invent another body for your body
Octavio Paz
Re: Ora e Mungeses
fu' allora che io conobbi il vero gusto della nostalgia.
...nel momento che strinsi il cuore e mi confrontai coi versi scritti negli attimi dei muri che costruii x te.
e ancora tt tacque...
nel pallato gira un gusto, che nn sapro mai che cos'e'...
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i garoffani di scutari... che profumo!
fu' allora che io conobbi il vero gusto della nostalgia.
...nel momento che strinsi il cuore e mi confrontai coi versi scritti negli attimi dei muri che costruii x te.
e ancora tt tacque...
nel pallato gira un gusto, che nn sapro mai che cos'e'...
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i garoffani di scutari... che profumo!
Re: Ora e Mungeses
Me ben me qare kjo ...
"My Immortal"
I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me
You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along
Me ben me qare kjo ...
"My Immortal"
I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me
You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me
These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase
I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along
doktoresha
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Re: Ora e Mungeses
ne selanik anijet mberriten
ne port une mbeta far i gjalle
pashe mijera njerez, ndoshta miliona
vec ty, kerrkund s'te pashe
ne selanik avionet mberriten
ne piste une piva lotin tim
pashe mijera njerez, ndoshta miliona
vec ty s'te gjeta n'udhe kalim
atehere u mbylla ne vetvete
me shume whiekey e akull pak
ne darke i dehur po mendoja
shume te kam dashur por s'eshte gjithshka
dhe prape u mbylla ne vetvete
me shume whiskey e akull pak
ne darke i dehur po mendoja
shume te kam dashur po s'eshte gjithshka
ne selanik nuk ka hene
ne rruge une shoh si nata gris
pashe mijra njerez, ndoshta miliona
vec ty s'te gjeta ne rruget pis.
ne selanik anijet mberriten
ne port une mbeta far i gjalle
pashe mijera njerez, ndoshta miliona
vec ty, kerrkund s'te pashe
ne selanik avionet mberriten
ne piste une piva lotin tim
pashe mijera njerez, ndoshta miliona
vec ty s'te gjeta n'udhe kalim
atehere u mbylla ne vetvete
me shume whiekey e akull pak
ne darke i dehur po mendoja
shume te kam dashur por s'eshte gjithshka
dhe prape u mbylla ne vetvete
me shume whiskey e akull pak
ne darke i dehur po mendoja
shume te kam dashur po s'eshte gjithshka
ne selanik nuk ka hene
ne rruge une shoh si nata gris
pashe mijra njerez, ndoshta miliona
vec ty s'te gjeta ne rruget pis.
true confidental
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Re: Ora e Mungeses
If you Forget Me
Pablo Neruda
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........
If you Forget Me
Pablo Neruda
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........
doktoresha
Primus registratum
Re: Ora e Mungeses
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se ne cdo dite apo ore, ku ti ndjen nje nevoje te embel per mua.....nese per cdo dite nje lule preket nga buza jote duke me menduar mua.........oh dashuria ime...une vete ...gjithe zjarri im rindizet...dashuria ime ushqehet ne dashurine tende...
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thnx....coyote
dua te dish veç diçka....
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se ne cdo dite apo ore, ku ti ndjen nje nevoje te embel per mua.....nese per cdo dite nje lule preket nga buza jote duke me menduar mua.........oh dashuria ime...une vete ...gjithe zjarri im rindizet...dashuria ime ushqehet ne dashurine tende...
/pf/images/graemlins/frown.gif thnx....coyote
Re: Ora e Mungeses
Poezi në dhe të huaj
M’pikuan lotët n’tok me ran mos harro atë ditë moj Nanë…
N`ditë me diell në Ditë Gzimit Mora Rrugën e Mërgimit…
Sot s’kam gëzim as nuk kam gas, as prej mallit s’mund të flas…
Prandaj jam ul e po t’shkruaj Djali yt prej dheut t’huaj…
Të tregoj Nënë përnjimend asgjë s’ësht si në vendin tem…
Qysh kam ardh këtu mallkoj vehten mërzia po na shkatrron jeten…
Këtu Hana rrin e fsheht, këtu Qielli ësht i errtë …
As Dielli nuk jep ndriçim s’ësht si aj Dielli i Vendit tim…
Këtu Luleve s’iu vjen er, këtu s’ka vjesht as s’ka pranver…
Ka veç Dimër e Vap e shkret mos me mujt një nat me fjet...
Këtu s’ka qef veç gjum e punë pa mirsi e shum zollum…
Këtu jan njerzit si bagëtia nga një jave nuk shkojn të shpia...
Tash Nan shum nuk po të shkruaj djali yt prej dheut huaj…
Sa her të duash mem kujtue puth dheun që m’ka rrit Mue...
Dhe mos harro se nji ditë kam me u kthye…
Poezi në dhe të huaj
M’pikuan lotët n’tok me ran mos harro atë ditë moj Nanë…
N`ditë me diell në Ditë Gzimit Mora Rrugën e Mërgimit…
Sot s’kam gëzim as nuk kam gas, as prej mallit s’mund të flas…
Prandaj jam ul e po t’shkruaj Djali yt prej dheut t’huaj…
Të tregoj Nënë përnjimend asgjë s’ësht si në vendin tem…
Qysh kam ardh këtu mallkoj vehten mërzia po na shkatrron jeten…
Këtu Hana rrin e fsheht, këtu Qielli ësht i errtë …
As Dielli nuk jep ndriçim s’ësht si aj Dielli i Vendit tim…
Këtu Luleve s’iu vjen er, këtu s’ka vjesht as s’ka pranver…
Ka veç Dimër e Vap e shkret mos me mujt një nat me fjet...
Këtu s’ka qef veç gjum e punë pa mirsi e shum zollum…
Këtu jan njerzit si bagëtia nga një jave nuk shkojn të shpia...
Tash Nan shum nuk po të shkruaj djali yt prej dheut huaj…
Sa her të duash mem kujtue puth dheun që m’ka rrit Mue...
Dhe mos harro se nji ditë kam me u kthye…
doktoresha
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Re: Ora e Mungeses
nuk eshte thjesht nje ceshtje mungese...
eshte shume me shume se aq...
mungesa eshte nje thermije e mendimeve mbi ty...
nuk eshte thjesht nje ceshtje mungese...
eshte shume me shume se aq...
mungesa eshte nje thermije e mendimeve mbi ty...
doktoresha
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Re: Ora e Mungeses
por ja qe sot nuk e shoh qiellin blu....
can't get that feeling of a blue world
por ja qe sot nuk e shoh qiellin blu....
can't get that feeling of a blue world
doktoresha
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Re: Ora e Mungeses
yeah /pf/images/graemlins/frown.gif
yeah /pf/images/graemlins/frown.gif
doktoresha
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Re: Ora e Mungeses
keqardhje ....por pa qurra.... /pf/images/graemlins/laugh.gif
keqardhje ....por pa qurra.... /pf/images/graemlins/laugh.gif
doktoresha
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Re: Ora e Mungeses
ajo dashuri qe nuk te pergjigjet, ajo qe nuk te avitet....
do thoja cila dashuri nuk e ndjeu mungesen apo trishtimin?
ajo dashuri qe nuk te pergjigjet, ajo qe nuk te avitet....
do thoja cila dashuri nuk e ndjeu mungesen apo trishtimin?