Delicate like rain
Delicate like snow
Delicate like birds
Delicate just so
Delicate like air
Delicate like breeze
Delicate like you and me
A delicate advance
A delicate retreat
Delicately planned
Delicate like peace
Delicate like a touch
That's delicately brief
Delicate like you and me
Delicate like trinkets on her bracelet
(Like trinkets on her bracelet)
Delicate like a bracelet on your arm
(Like a bracelet on your arm)
Delicate like sweet arms around me
(Your sweet arms around me)
Delicate like me on top of you
Delicate like words
Delicate how time
So delicately runs
Then delicately dies
Delicate how eyes
So delicately breathe
Delicate like you my dear
Delicate like me my love
Delicate like you and
Delicate like me and
Delicate like
Delicate like you and me
Terence Trent D'Arby
Whoa! My love, my darling,
I hunger for your touch,
Alone. Lonely time.
And time goes by, so slowly,
And time can do so much,
Are you still mine?
I need your love.
I need your love.
God speed your love to me.
Lonely rivers flow
to the sea,to the sea,
To the open arms
of the sea.
Lonely rivers sigh,
wait for me,wait for me,
I'll be coming home, wait for me.
Whoa! My love, my darling,
I hunger, hunger!, for your love,
For love. Lonely time.
And time goes by, so slowly,
And time can do so much,
Are you still mine?
I need your love.
I need your love.
God speed your love to me...
Music/Lyrics :
Righteous Brothers
Unchained Melody Video from "Ghost":
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h-drCNa0rZE
Video from "North & South":
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xnUQQF9yOQI
Video from "Dirty Dancing":
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qVNTPJKuVQg
"O Captain, my captain.." Ποιός δεν θυμάται άραγε τον Robin Williams, σαν καθηγητή στο αυστηρό πουριτανικό σχολείο του "Ηellton". H σκηνή που με αφορμή το ποίημα αυτό του Walt Whitman, προσπαθεί να μπολιάσει στους μαθητές του το Carpe Diem (Seize The Day , Άδραξε την Μέρα). Παραθέτω πιό κάτω το υπέροχο αυτό ποίημα του μεγάλου Αμερικανού ποιητή ,που αναφέρεται στον Abraham Lincoln , ενώ η σκηνή από το Dead Poets Society , είναι στο ακόλουθο link:http://www.youtube.co/watch?v=Ppqb0t_B0KYO Captain my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up--for you the flag is flung for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You've fallen cold and dead.
My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchored safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.
Walt Whitman
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