Park ii si vad expresia fetzei … mai ales sa fi fost o incerkre gandita de ceva timp … Dezamagire totala …
Ii faci sa planga buey :))

Vineri seara dau si eu p’acolo … am citit in TimeOut k e tare … sa vdm dak o fi asa .. :-” Astept fetele p’acolo … ;))

\:D/

2. Am auzit si eu povesti despre analfabetii astia… uneori am impresia ca se profita de faptul ca eu sunt mai credul, prea bat in SF anumite aspecte.

You Worry Too Much

Oh soul,
you worry too much.
You say,
I make you feel dizzy.
Of a little headache then,
why do you worry?
You say, I am your antelope.
Of seeing a lion here and there
why do you worry?
Oh soul,
you worry too much.
You say, I am your moon-faced beauty.
Of the cycles of the moon and
passing of the years,
why do you worry?
You say, I am your source of passion,
I excite you.
Of playing into the Devils hand,
why do you worry?
Oh soul,
you worry too much.
Look at yourself,
what you have become.
You are now a field of sugar canes,
why show that sour face to me?
You have tamed the
winged horse of Love.
Of a death of a donkey,
why do you worry?
You say that I keep you warm inside.
Then why this cold sigh?
You have gone to the roof of heavens.
Of this world of dust, why do you worry?
Oh soul,
you worry too much.
Since you met me,
you have become a master singer,
and are now a skilled wrangler,
you can untangle any knot.
Of life’s little leash
why do you worry?
Your arms are heavy
with treasures of all kinds.
About poverty,
why do you worry?
You are Joseph,
beautiful, strong,
steadfast in your belief,
all of Egypt has become drunk
because of you.
Of those who are blind to your beauty,
and deaf to your songs,
why do you worry?
Oh soul,
you worry too much.
You say that your housemate is the
Heart of Love,
she is your best friend.
You say that you are the heat of
the oven of every Lover.
You say that you are the servant of
Ali’s magical sword, Zolfaghar.
Of any little dagger
why do you still worry?
Oh soul,
you worry too much.
You have seen your own strength.
You have seen your own beauty.
You have seen your golden wings.
Of anything less,
why do you worry?
You are in truth
the soul, of the soul, of the soul.
You are the security,
the shelter of the spirit of Lovers.
Oh the sultan of sultans,
of any other king,
why do you worry?
Be silent, like a fish,
and go into that pleasant sea.
You are in deep waters now,
of life’s blazing fire.
Why do you worry?

- nu cred ca e nevoie de 50. Ok… poate nu dai peste un partener cu care sa-ti pierzi mintile DAR e posibil sa dai peste cineva compatibil sau in fine… sa intelegi cam ce ar insemna compatibilitatea, sa-i intelegi directia.

- legat de analfabetii sexuali. O persoana potrivita poate scoate din tine “performante” necunoscute… Eu inca mai invat despre ce pot…

Incearca sa le pui in siguranta pe o foaie de hartie. Cine stie… poate te vor lasa sa dormi daca stiu ca dimineata le vei gasi pe birou.