( i me mine ): Hugh Huggie :)

16.7.08

Hugh Huggie :)

I saw the most beautiful film that can exist in this ugly ugly little world .. and the most spectacular and adorable fight that I could see EVER! and both was starring by the same person (which has bad breath, but his face is insurmountable!).. i'm talking about Mr Hugh Grant, OMG!! I LOVE THIS MAN! :D .. ah, i saw Notting Hill (f*ckin' Julia) and the Bridget Jones' diary where he fight with Colin Firth (I love his lovely english accent, in Nanny Mcphee GOD!..)

I'm just a girl, standing in front of a boy.. asking him to love her"

Oh btw.. i'm back! :)

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Mientras mi guitarra dulcemente llora.

I look at you all, see the love there that's sleeping; While my guitar gently weeps; I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping; Still my guitar gently weeps; I don't know why nobody told you how to unfold your love; I don't know how someone controlled you; They bought and sold you.
I look at the world and I notice it's turning; While my guitar gently weeps; With every mistake we must surely be learning; Still my guitar gently weeps; I don't know how you were diverted; You were perverted too; I don't know how you were inverted; No one alerted you.
I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping; While my guitar gently weeps; Look at you all...Still my guitar gently weeps.

Blanca Reina.

So sad her eyes smiling dark eyes; So sad her eyes as it began; On such a breathless night as this; Upon my brow the lightest kiss; I walked alone. And all around the air did sway; My lady soon will stir this way; In sorrow known.
The white queen walks; And the night grows pale; Stars of lovingness in her hair; Heeding unheard pleading one word.
So sad my eyes she cannot see; How did thee fare, what have thee seen; The mother of the willow green; I call her name.
And 'neath her window have I stayed; I loved the footsteps that she made; And when she came.
White queen, how my heart did ache; And dry my lips, no word would make; So still I wait.
My goddess hear my darkest fear; I speak too late; It's for evermore that I wait; Dear friend goodbye; No tears in my eyes; So sad it ends as it began.