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a human being is never what he is but the self he seeks

Month: August, 2018

Je viens du ciel et les étoiles entr’ elles ne parlent que de toi

 

Love Came….
and became like blood in my body.
It rushed through my veins and
encircled my Heart.

Everywhere I looked,
I saw One Thing….
Love’s Name written
on my limbs,
on my left palm,
on my forehead,
on the back of my neck,
on my right big toe…

Oh, my friend,
all that you see of me
is just a shell,
and the rest belongs to Love.

– Rumi

 

 

— Ne daš mi da spavam — rekao sam, tobože prijekorno, a ništa drugo nisam želio, ni ljepše, ni draže, nikad, u životu.

(Tvrđava)

 

(Just a personal memento…)

Agustín Barrios / Jesus Castro Balbi

 

Composer: Agustín Barrios (1885-1944).

Guitarist: Jesus Castro Balbi

Sergio Fiorentino plays Bach “Allemande”

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