Small problem...

Due to the absence of my private laptop, 

it will be not so easy to find a pc for sending my posts.

Please stay with me and as soon I'll receive new laptop I'll post all for you!!

Have a nice weekend, my friends!

Misha

Have a nice day, my friends!

The Summer is here, with us!

Enjoy all over you are these days!!

For those who like Flamenco...Joaquin Cortes!!

Lentamente - Slowly

Lentamente,

abbiamo cominciato a conoscerci.

Lentamente,

Ci siamo aperti, rivoltati della pelle.

Lentamente,

ci siamo nutriti uno dell'altra.

Lentamente,

l'amore ci prese, ci fece soffrire.

Velocemente,

il fuoco può spegnersi.

Rapidamente,

la passione si riduce

se di amore non ci si ciba più.

Come un fulmine,

la fine può arrivare.

Se la mano non più serrata all'altra

lascia cadere nell'oblio il ricordo 

raccolto con le mani 

nel corso della vita.

slowly,

we began to know each other.

slowly,

We've opened up, turned the skin.

slowly,

we fed each other.

slowly,

love took us, made ​​us suffer.

quickly,

the fire can go out.

quickly,

the passion is reduced

if we do not love it eats more.

In a flash,

the end reach.

If the hand is no longer locked to another

drop into oblivion the memory

collected by hand

in the course of life.

Your hand - La tua mano

Quella mano,

che lenta scende sul mio torace,

come piuma sul ghiaccio,

arrivando come il volo di una farfalla

ove il colle si erge al Sole,

io la catturo e proteggo,

come un fiore raro e profumato...

That hand,

which slow goes down on my chest,

as a feather on the ice,

coming as a flight of a butterfly

where the hill stands under the Sun,

I capture it and protect,

like a rare and fragant flower....

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May be more than before...

tear...

I took your hand to keep it between mine,

Despite hearing it slowly slip away from them,

I hugged you, while gently slipped away.

I whispered you soft words,

But your mind was gone deaf.

The house became unknown

And the doors opened,

When a bitter tear fell between us

Slowly,

Silently,

Painfully.

we drew closer

The doors returned to be closed

The house returned brightened

Our hands met each other gently

And in the silence we returned to talk

Lacrima...

Ho preso la tua mano per tenerla tra le mie,

Nonostante la sentissi scivolare via lentamente da esse

Ti ho abbracciata, mentre con dolcezza scivolasti via

Ti sussurrai parole sommesse,

Ma il tuo animo era diventato sordo

La casa divenne sconosciuta

Le porte si aprirono,

Quando una lacrima amara cadde tra noi

Lentamente

Silenziosamente

Penosamente

Ci avvicinammo

Le porte si richiusero

La casa si illumino’

Le nostre mani si riunirono

E nel silenzio tornammo a parlare

quando....Когда

Quando, forse, ancor nascero’,

vorrei trovare solo una donna

di nuovo stupenda e sensibile

come te, compagna ideale

Когда, может быть, не родится свыше,

Я хочу, чтобы найти только одну женщину,

снова красивым и разумным

как ты, идеальна друга

I feel...

I feel,

in the hot wind of the summer steppe,

the scent of your kisses

and the warmth of your breath

that heaving always follows

the gallop of my horse

accompanied by hawks and eagles

in the valleys of Alatau,

while away you can hear the singer-Dombra

celebrating the love from sunrise to sunset

Sento...

Sento,

nel vento caldo della steppa estiva,

il profumo dei tuoi baci

e il tepore del tuo respiro

che ansante segue da sempre

il galoppo del mio cavallo

accompagnato da falchi ed aquile

nelle valli dell’Alatau,

mentre lontano si odono i cantor di Dombra

inneggiare all’amore dall’alba al tramonto

Horses and love

I want to run in the wastelands I see through your eyes,

in the saddle of the finest horse in your country

and with it lose me

in the tundra of your love

always greener than ever

Remembering a woman, violated by a criminal...

Hallo people!

I wish you the best day of the week and less job to do!

Tu Y Yo por amor del Tango

Please....in respect of her...

...do not treat badly a woman....

otherwise we will have only that solitude

which will kill us....

Try to respect her, and love her

for she is,

and not for what you would like be...

Good morning to all my people!!!

I wish you the top week of job and the maximum relax once at home!

Human flowers...

The difference between kiss your lips

and kiss a rose

doesn't existe

because 

your lips are the petals of the rose.....

Do not...

Do not knock at the door...

The door is always open

Do not ask to anybody where I am...

I am always near you

Do not look outside the window...

look at your back and you will see me

Do not keep silence, hoping to listen me...

I'll speack all the time you need

Do not need what is forbidden...

I am that forbidden dream you are living now

for you, my World...

I am and and always I'll be in only two places.....

Here...And where you are...

a Dream...

я мечтал прошлой ночью ...

в цвете и со звуком ....

с вкусами и чувствами ...

я мечтал о тебе ...

Take my hand...

Take my hand

Bring me with you

Do not leave in the end

What you want to give me new...

ТЫ

ты мое дыхание

ты мой утром при пробуждении

ты солнца, который горит и дождь, который смывает

Have a nice day, my World!

My opinion of the day

Every morning I wake up and watch the news of the night before ... I do not expect to read that Father Christmas has passed, but at least to read or hear some reassuring news, or at least not dramatic. Instead, each morning I look at the world's newspapers and I read that a woman was thrown from the window by his father, a second who was killed by her ex or that two girls were raped by 3-5 men….

Practically, a woman dies every 30 seconds-in the world-through a violent death caused between the walls of the house and a woman is raped every 24 hours by strangers. I do not understand what the male in the world is thinking.... 

Does he want to kill all women to have a single world made solely by his peers? And then what? How does he intend to breed, if it still necessary? Is not it time that the women really take serious steps to put the backs of the male gender violent against the wall?

Not all men are rapists or murderers, that's for sure, but something in actual society is not going in the right direction, if so much is happening. And I do not even seem fair that everyone is quiet pretending nothing. Would mean that everyone accepts this as fact inhuman massacre. I hope not .....

To all of you....

BUONGIORNO!
GOOD MORNING!
GOEIE MORGEN!
BUENO DIA!
BON JOUR!
DOBRAE UTRA!!!
puff.........