A beautiful discovery

Portami oltre le apparenze,
oltre le stupide credenze oltre le lotte, oltre la sorte
portami
portami
portami
oltre
portami
portami
portami

you

you? again here?

what brought you around? the thought of him? the overloaded days at work?

I love and hate you at the same time

forget about today

Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.
Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand
Vanished from my hand
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.

Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip
My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels
To be wanderin'
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade
Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way
I promise to go under it.

Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Though you might hear laughin', spinnin' swingin' madly across the sun
It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run
And but for the sky there are no fences facin'
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind
I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're
Seein' that he's chasing.

Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey ! Mr Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.

proud of

A couple of years ago I had a discussion with a German friend.

"Are you proud of being Italian?"
"Yes, I do."
"Why?"
Benigni helped me today to remember one of the reasons.

Art. 1

Italy is a democratic republic, founded on work.
Sovereignty belongs to the people, which exercises it in the forms and within the limits of the Constitution.

Art. 2

The Republic recognizes and guarantees the inviolable rights of man, as an individual, and in the social groups where he expresses his personality, and demands the fulfilment of the intransgressible duties of political, economic, and social solidarity.

Art. 3

All citizens have equal social dignity and are equal before the law, without distinction of sex, race, language, religion, political opinions, personal and social conditions.
It is the duty of the Republic to remove those obstacles of an economic and social nature which, really limiting the freedom and equality of citizens, impede the full development of the human person and the effective participation of all workers in the political, economic and social organization of the country.

Art. 4

The Republic recognizes the right of all citizens to work and promotes those conditions which will make this right effective.
Every citizen has the duty, according to his possibilities and individual choice, to carry out an activity or a function which contributes to the material or spiritual progress of society.

Art. 5

The Republic, one and indivisible, recognizes and promotes local autonomies; implements in those services which depend on the State the fullest measure of administrative decentralization; accords the principles and methods of its legislation to the requirements of autonomy and decentralization.

Art. 6

The Republic safeguards by means of appropriate measures linguistic minorities.

Art. 7

The State and the Catholic Church are, each within its own order, independent and sovereign.
Their relations are regulated by the Lateran Treaties. Changes to the Treaties accepted by both parties do not require the procedure for constitutional amendment.

Art. 8

All religious confessions are equally free before the law.
Religious confessions other than Catholic have the right to organize in accordance with their own statutes, in so far as they are not in conflict with Italian laws.
Their relations with the State are regulated by law on the basis of an accord between the respective representatives.

Art. 9

The Republic promotes the development of culture and scientific and technical research.
It safeguards landscape and the historical and artistic heritage of the Nation.

Art. 10

Italian laws conform to the generally recognized tenets of international law.
The legal status of foreigners is regulated by law in conformity with international provisions and treaties.
The foreigner who is denied in his own country the real exercise of the democratic liberties guaranteed by the Italian Constitution has the right of asylum in the territory of the Republic, in accordance with the conditions established by law.
The extradition of a foreigner for political offences is not admitted.

Art. 11

Italy rejects war as an instrument of aggression against the freedoms of others peoples and as a means for settling international controversies; it agrees, on conditions of equality with other states, to the limitations of sovereignty necessary for an order that ensures peace and justice among Nations; it promotes and encourages international organizations having such ends in view.

Art. 12

The flag of the Republic is the Italian tricolour: green, white and red, in three vertical bands of equal dimensions.

hindi

You are not travelling India...

...India is travelling you.

en attendant

My speaking is my dancing

Cela peut absolument concerner un grand public, celui qui va au spectacle comme on va contempler un crépuscule. Les choses se frottent l’une à l’autre, il y a des intensités de consonance et de dissonance, des milliers d’intensités très fi nes, qui clignotent. C’est désormais le soir, on attend. C’est l’heure des états intermédiaires de la perception.

abbracci

mi abbracci. mi asciughi le lacrime. mi dici che basta crederci.

mi baci. mi accarezzi. mi ascolti.

sopporti le mie manie. ridi con me. mi tieni le mani.

today's motto

Be gentle with those around you

try to be love(d)

Feels like the world doesn’t make any sense
Let go just dance.
Feels like your heart is caving in
Let go just sing.
Cause you’re not alone,
It just feels like that,
But you're not alone
So let it all go just dance.

Throw your hands up in the air,
Forget your troubles, all your cares.
Try to be love, try to be love.
And when the sun begins to set
Reach your hands above your head,
Try to be love, try to be love.

Feels like the world never understands
Let go just dance.
Feels like your heart is breaking again
Again and again and again.
Cause you’re not alone
It just feels like that
You’re not alone
So let it all go just dance.




Throw your hands up in the air,
Forget your troubles, all your cares.
Try to be love, try to be love.
And when the sun begins to set
Reach your hands above your head,
Try to be love, try to be love.

Love’s gonna change your mind
Love’s gonna realize
Love’s gonna change your life
Love is a power
Love is a power inside
Love is the light in your eyes
Love’s gonna change the times
Love is a power

turquoise

Il volo in mongolfiera, dormire nella cava di tufo, il massaggio nell'hammam, la moschea, la cisterna-basilica, il tramonto sulle valli della Cappadocia, leggere con quel bellissimo paesaggio sullo sfondo, il viaggio pazzo sul bus, cucinare insieme e godere di quanto abbiamo realizzato, camminare nella natura, osservare e imparare su una cultura diversa, innamorarsi di una musica, vedere come creano le loro ceramiche, camminare lungo il mare, ritrovare tante piccole chiese scavate nella roccia e decorate.

Marhaba.

turca

Leaving. For a land in the middle. Between Asia and Europe.
I have learnt to know this country through some of his emigrants, and now I'll be there. With two of the best friends that one can have.

Not all those who wander are lost.

bordeaux

what an exciting month.

this morning falling asleep exhausted in your arms... well, it is an image that has followed me the all day...

whatever this means, whatever this will turn to be, well, I told you, that you somehow cure me, you calm me, you make me feel loved in depth as a wonderful human being.

perifrasi

Quando I love you è tutto quello che puoi dire.

Non risolve niente, anzi fa sorgere ancora più domande, ma le perifrasi non funzionano.

Citing Valentina's post

As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let us down, probably will. 

You'll have your heart broken and you'll break others' hearts. You'll fight with your best friend or maybe even fall in love with them, and you'll cry because time is flying by. 

 

So take too many pictures, laugh too much, forgive freely, and love like you've never been hurt. 

Life comes with no guarantees, no time outs, no second chances. you just have to live life to the fullest, tell someone what they mean to you and tell someone off, speak out, dance in the pouring rain, hold someone's hand, comfort a friend, fall asleep watching the sun come up, stay up late, be a flirt, and smile until your face hurts. 

Don't be afraid to take chances or fall in love and most of all, live in the moment because every second you spend angry or upset is a second of happiness you can never get back. 

 

Je te parle de délicatesse moi

True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be and will not be.

Domani ho un'intervista importante, un incontro, insomma incontro delle persone per vedere se mi potranno offrire il lavoro che voglio tra un anno e mezzo. Mi sento preparata, devo solo preparare il mio migliore sorriso e l'outfit.

Poi venerdì si parte per la vecchia terra crucca, giusto qualche giorno, qualche viso noto, qualche visono nuovo. E un viaggio in avanscoperta per uno dei possibili futuri.

Lo scorso weekend abbiamo giocato alla coppietta. Gita in auto in un paesino medievale e poi passeggiata sul bagnasciuga nel Mediterraneo (finalmente di nuovo). Risi, pianti, discorsi e tenerezze. Una possibilità tutta da costruire.

Moi je suis quoi pour toi ? Une amie ? Une copine ? Un genre de pote quoi comme Fred et les autres ? Si tu veux qu'on continue faut faire les choses bien. Je te parle de délicatesse moi, tu sais très bien ce que c'est t'a pas arrêté d'en avoir avec moi de la délicatesse.

NRG

long time not written. long time not moved.

what's happening around here. well, I've got no answer. quite happy, seems. quite confused too. quite unsure about the nature of this thing.

in the meantime waves of energy, sexual, dancing and work energy.

which I try to enjoy.

tout

Stasera ti amerò, amerò stasera
Give me everything tonight
Per quel che ne sappiamo potremmo non avere un domani
Facciamolo stasera

Non mi importa cosa dicono
Tutti i giochi a cui giocano
Niente è abbastanza
Finchè hanno a che fare con l'amore (Let's do it tonight)
Ti voglio stasera, Ti voglio oggi,
Voglio te stanotte

Grab somebody sexy tell ‘em hey
Give me everything tonight
Give me everything tonight
Give me everything tonight
Give me everything tonight

Put it on my life baby
I can make you feel right baby
I can’t promise tomorrow
But I promise tonight

Questa è una notte

Tu mi chiedi se ho voglia di una sigaretta
Sono le due di notte, siamo sdraiati sul letto
in un hotel, in una città
dove nessuno ci sente, dove nessuno ci conosce e nessuno ci disturba.
Sul pavimento del corridoio ci sono una bottigia di vino vuota
e vestiti che potrebbero essere miei o tuoi,
un bagliore di luce, la radio in sottofondo
e questa notte ha tutto ciò che mi aspetto da una notte.

Questa è una notte che normalmente si vede solo nei film,
Questa è una notte di cui viene cantato nella canzone più bella,
Questa è una notte che pensavo non avrei mai vissuto,
Ma questa notte l'ho vissuta con te.

Sono ancora sveglio e fisso il soffitto,
penso al giorno che è iniziato tante ore fa.
Dovrebbe continuare così con te.
Non sapere dove il viaggio finirà.
Ora giaccio qui in una città completamente sconosciuta
e ho appena vissuto la notte della mia vita.
Ma purtroppo penetra già di nuovo la luce attraverso la finestra
anche se per noi due il mondo stanotte si è fermato

...

Ma una canzone si ferma alle parole,
Un film alle scene,
ma questa notte con te è vera.

...

And I don't even need your love

[Gotye:]
Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
Told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it's an ache I still remember

You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end, always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I'll admit that I was glad it was over

But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and I feel so rough
No you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Now you're just somebody that I used to know

[Kimbra:]
Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
Part of me believing it was always something that I'd done
But I don't wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn't catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know

[Gotye:]
But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and I feel so rough
And you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know

[x2]
Somebody
(I used to know)
Somebody
(Now you're just somebody that I used to know)

(I used to know)
(That I used to know)
(I used to know)
Somebody

ri-orientare

Rieccomi in Oriente. Un oriente diverso, per molte cose inaspettato. Una ex-colonia ormai scalo di tanti turisti, un crogiolo di gruppi etnici e tradizioni che vivono e convivono, si mischiano e si distinguono. Ricorda un po' Sydney ai miei occhi semplici e semplicistici.
E poi un paese in via di sviluppo, un'altra ex-colonia, povera, con i suoi templi circondati da un'aura misteriosa e mezzi di trasporto inaspettati.

Mi ritrovo con un gruppo di persone, con un buon amico a cui forse piaccio e una me stessa a cui non piaccio molto. E poi i triangoli non chiusi, inseguirsi e nascondersi, vestire la maschera, giocare.
E poi ritrovare quei momenti in cui sorridi, e ti concentri sul presente, che poi e' quello che conta. Canticchi una canzone, bevi una sorsata di sugar cane juice, ammiri questa bella citta' e sogni dell'eventualita' di trascorrerci del tempo.

Il brivido e' per ora dimenticato. Ha lasciato spazio alla meditazione, alla ricerca, alle domande.