I'm waiting you..

And so,

I am here waiting you,

Always in the same place

With the same soul to you dedicated

Singing always I welcome Princess

Indicating you as my Queen of this life

Perhaps I have nothing else to offer

Probably I am not anymore young as before

But I am always me, the bird which

Decided to fly around your tree...

YOU

Perhaps you do not know,

That I need you here with me...

Because it is painful,

Incredibly painful

The life without you

Destiny

You are the destiny, 

You're the harmony of the Universe, 

You are the one to wrap my Love. 

The rest disappears when you're here 

And I am overwhelmed by your strong scent, 

Scent of love and sweetness.

Dean James "Sensual" dedicate to my World...

Tango Fusion Club - New music for old dance

Tus palabras...

Si te quiero

es porque mi pensiamento

nunca mas estas querido

sin tu caricias, tus palabras, tus ojos...

Farfalla - Butterfly

Vola farfalla

sulle ali del vento 

che dal mare ti porta 

a verdi colline fiorite

Vola farfalla

senza timore

che la notte sia già passata

Vola farfalla

ancora giorno è per te

fly, butterfly

on the wings of the wind

that takes you from the sea

to the green hills of flowering

fly, butterfly

without fear

the night has already passed

fly, butterfly

yet the day is for you

The ant and the man - Las formica e l'uomo

Ho visto correre una formica

andava a prendere un frammento di cibo

Ho visto la formica incazzarsi

quando ha capito che non poteva farcela da sola

Sono arrivate altre formiche

e insieme hanno portato il granello nel nido

Ho visto un uomo correre cercando lavoro

era malato e anziano ma lo faceva per il suo vivere

Ho visto l'uomo chiedere aiuto

Nessuno lo aiutò

e morì nel suo nido

I saw an ant run

went to get a piece of food

I saw the ant pissed off

when he realized that he could not do it alone

 other ants arrived 

and together they brought the grain in the nest

I saw a man running looking for a work

was sick and elderly, but he did it for his living

I saw the man to ask for a help

No one helped him

and he died in his nest

Caresses

That hand that

Slow down on my chest

As a feather on the ice,

Is coming as flying butterfly

Where the hill rises with the Sun,

And I capture it and protect

Like a flower rare and enchanted

Far away, in the echo of a sigh

That I hear in the wind

I feel you're coming to me

While you seek me with your whole self

Without understanding that 

I have been always at your side

Por una Cabeza - Carlos Gardel

Sensations...

Feelings different from the usual,

feelings of well-being cleaned,

fished out of new things in the old,

odor of tobacco and sweat,

noise of heels female,

rustle of silken stockings,

voices soft and deep insights,

while a bandoneon intones

music which affects the heart

in a dance hall,

where the Tango takes care of you.

(copyright Misha-schiedam2014)

For what?

Per che cosa

io dovrei correre

dovrei affaticarmi

dovrei lottare,

se non sei accanto a me?

Per quale ragione 

io dovrei guardare altrove

decidere diversamente dal mio credo

occuparmi di altre persone

quando ho te a cui dare attenzione e cura?

Perchè volete che io pianga

soffrendo per non poter fare quello devo,

mentre potrei sorridere sempre accanto a lei?

For what

I should run

I should fatigue

I should fight,

if you're not next to me?

For what reason

I should look elsewhere

deciding differently from my belief

take care of other people

when I have you to be given attention and care?

Why do you want me to cry

suffering from not being able to do what I have to,

while I always smile when next to her?

Volti...Faces...

Volti nella notte

volti sconosciuti, anonimi

volti senza espressione

volti

che non si erano mai cercati

che non sapevano di esistere

che non credevano poter vedere mai

perchè ciechi nel buio

quel buio che rende nulla la presenza

quella presenza che ora esiste

che ora si tocca

che ora si vede

Volti nel giorno

che si conoscono da sempre

che si sorridono

che si cercano

Volti

di due persone non più sconosciute

Faces in the night

faces unknown, anonymous

faces without expression

faces

that they had never sought

that they did not know to exist

That did not believe to can ever see

because blind in the dark

that dark that voids  the presence

that presence that now exists

which can now be touched

which can now be seen

Faces in the day

who have known each other forever

that they smile each other

that they  seek each other

faces

of two persons nomore unknown