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*My Book Of Days*

I can give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my heart; I am trying to brive you with uncertainty, with danger, with defeat. ( Jorge Luis Borges )

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Eternal beauty of old images

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A journey that never ends...

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Life is journey to an unknown and misterious destiny and we humans, only fragile sailors into a furious sea full of threatening waves... A few fortunate ones find a lighthouse to guide them in the dark of a neverending night, others do not have such a good chance and got lost into the infinity of darkness.
Nevertheless, as we are not allowed to foresee our future all we can do is keep on rowing...

La vida no es más que un viaje a un destino misterioso y desconocido y nosotros, humanos, simples marinos en medio de un mar furioso y lleno de amenazantes olas... Unos pocos afortunados logran encontrar un faro que los guíe en medio de la noche interminable, otros no tienen esa suerte y se pierden en el infinito de la oscuridad. En tanto, como no nos es permitido conocer nuestro destino, tan sólo nos queda remar...

(Video:'Seeman' by Rammstein, feat. by Apocalyptica and Nina Hagen)

Dark Eyes

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Dark


Widening eyes, dark as oceans at night.
Your beauty, alike, excuses what hides.

Is your soul so dark? An innocent beat in your heart?

It seems it's beating, broken, until it dies.
I could forget a soul, like yours, that lies.

Forget if it weren't for these black eyes.

(Signed as Gertie8 at http://www.links2love.com/poetry_submit_342.htm)

It´s actually a beautiful poem so, I think it´ll be good for those of my Spanish-speaking friends to translate it, thougth not literally, into Spanish. I hope you like it.

Oscuridad.

Inmensos ojos, oscuros como el océano en la noche,
tu belleza, como aquel, disculpa lo que esconde.

¿Es como ese océano tan oscura tu alma?
¿Un tímido latido en tu corazón?

Pareciera estar latiendo, partido, hasta morir.
Yo podría olvidar un alma como la tuya, que miente...

Olvidarla, si no fuera por esos ojos negros...


Ok, ok, ok, I know, don´t tell it to me. Jude Law´s eyes are not black but, anyway... I like his picture here. Just change the colours in the poem.

The night is darkening around me.

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The night is darkening round me,
The wild winds coldly blow ;
But a tyrant spell has bound me,
And I cannot, cannot go.

The giant trees are bending
Their bare boughs weighed with snow ;
The storm is fast descending,
And yet I cannot go.

Clouds beyond clouds above me,
Wastes beyond wastes below ;
But nothing drear can move me :
I will not, cannot go.

(Emily Bronte)
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