miercuri, 18 noiembrie 2009

Power of love

Love always with eyes open

and love of her to let her-nflorească,

and down-n to the heavenly peace

Astrilor music and harmonies to find,

and a flame in his soul, and slow to grow.


All your burning, the words have a chicken

and the lips to wear a smile gala

to know that there is a royal moment

Why not refuse never to anybody

the writing is in the stars: you are meant to love!



You will be someday in the ball room,

even if not as in love stories

and Prince is just a blade image.

Thoughts wandering among the aroma of the night,

saying they is not nothing pointless.


Leave in a trunk, locked, everything was

for when the magic no-show anyway.

Each got a road world,

look for another soul to find shelter,

to tear warm heart to ashes.


One day, another sun is born at the window

and if you will-nflori and hope.

Happy as kids when coming holidays,

will carry a spade a smile, like a flower on ram


Provide only love in you to believe

and so you will taste the sweetness-ndoită

happiness of a round the world alone are not

and you let sorrow at the boundary of fog
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About love

Monument to love

Love makes the world to spin. People have fought wars in the name of love, and gave their lives for it considering that no sacrifice is too great and have tried to capture emotions so that the whole world to take part in their joy or pain. Some have painted pictures, others have carved it in marble, others have raised monuments have dedicated a city. In one way or another have changed the face of the world in the name of love and gave us and the new opportunity to admire the power of this feeling.

Monument mausoleum in India (Agra city), considered by some the world's eighth Minuit, esta undoubtedly a monument of eternal love. Built entirely of white marble with this breathtaking beauty. The story behind the mausoleum is a tragic. Emperor Shah Jahan ordered its construction in memory of his wife Mumtaz Mahal who died during the birth of the fourteenth child of the royal couple. Although it was the third wife of the emperor, with India at that time a polygamous tradition, chronicles say that he was the only one truly loved. Beloved wife's death became withdrawn izolandu king himself for a year. It is said that when he returned to the public was stooped, his hair became white and his face was drawn although it had about 40 years.