Montag, 26. September 2016

Kwiaty we włosach - Flowers in hair...












Red Guitars (Poland) - "Flowers in Hair" (1968)

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Kwiaty we włosach potargał wiatr,
Po co więc wracasz do tamtych lat?
Zgubionych dni nie znajdziesz już,
Choć przejdziesz świat i wszerz i wzdłuż.

Kwiaty we włosach potargał wiatr,
Dawno zmieniłaś swych marzeń kształt.
I dzisiaj Ty, i dzisiaj ja -
To drogi dwie i szczęścia dwa ...

Więc choć z daleka wołasz mnie -
Nie powiem: "Tak", nie powiem: "Nie"...
Bez wspomnień czasem łatwiej żyć;
Nie wraca nic.

Kwiaty we włosach potargał wiatr,
Wyrzuć z pamięci ostatni ślad,
Bo dzisiaj Ty, bo dzisiaj ja -
To drogi dwie i szczęścia dwa ...

Więc choć z daleka wołasz mnie -
Nie powiem: "Tak", nie powiem: "Nie" ...
Bez wspomnień czasem łatwiej żyć;
Nie wraca nic.

Kwiaty we włosach potargał wiatr,
Wyrzuć z pamięci ostatni ślad,
Bo dzisiaj Ty, bo dzisiaj ja -
To drogi dwie i szczęścia dwa ...
I szczęścia dwa ...


Flowers in your hair ruffled wind,
So why are you coming back to those years?
Lost days, you will not find anything,
Though the world and go the length and breadth.

Flowers in your hair ruffled wind,
We have long changed our dreams
And today you, and today I -
have another luck, another way ...

So although from a distance calling me -
I will not say, "Yes," I will not say "no" ...
Without memories sometimes easier to live;
He does not return anything.

Flowers in your hair ruffled wind,
Throw away the memory of the last track,
Because you today, because today I -
have another luck, another way ...

So although from a distance calling me -
I will not say, "Yes," I will not say "no" ...
Without memories sometimes easier to live;
He does not return anything.

Flowers in your hair ruffled wind,
Throw away the memory of the last track,
Because you today, because today I -
have another luck, another way

Freitag, 16. September 2016

Friday Five, this and that





Good morning,
some randoms of this week in pictures
for Tanya's Willy Nilly Friday Five and Amy's Five on Friday
Im also linking up with Jesh's Seasons

I


Baking bread like in a fairytale...





II


A quiet afternoon by the lake,
probably the last swim for this season...








III


It's plumcake-time....


IV



A typewriter with Cyrillic letters.
Got it as a gift from an old teacher.
It's made in GDR, specially made for her desire.
It's a big treasure for me.



V


The hydrangeas are tired.
We all are waitning for rain...






Have a nice weekend

Ein Stück Himmel - кусочек неба -




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Dienstag, 13. September 2016

Impossible things





I like to imagine impossible things,
because when I only imagine possible things,
I pretty much see stuff I already expect to see.

- storypeople -