quarta-feira, 20 de junho de 2012

my confession of love him



I'm opening my heart to you and say everything that comes the soul in relation to me, you, in two. wait a second! it no longer exists in two'm sorry I forgot that we are now just one. I am writing to all letters that comes to the soul. I'm doing this role my heart. so be careful how handles this role because it is as simple as more eh my heart in your hands. seems that in my dreams today adolencentes already comesao to make sense. I again believe in something that I had stolen Tenpo with its winds, the girl believes in me more than a ves in love. love is the strongest reason that time, this feeling may be the reason for everything happening for reasons nothing happens, so everything depends on us. reslmente if we want a simple love you feel will not be enough. presisar show and we protect, transform and modify, sad and happy, there will be time spans required to hide the pain to protect one another. there will be times when there is nothing will not falr to each other. until we think that's the right time to say goodbye. not more. equele will be the right time to hear the voice of silence and power of the smile valorisar parceiro.vamos feel monotonous  and transform our shared routines. friends shared. time I will also make it clear how s very stubborn convensido and beautiful. have a beautiful smile and I love you. because I love you more accepted as so. and always after a fight you still smile at me you love me dissendo wanted to repeat it a thousand times until when could know what amar.nao just love how so many promote. more like love and find someone a reason to be happy. find someone to live with the defects to accept imperfection. I know how long it would take for the world to understand what I mean?
We can do everything and anything. We can share good times, like dancing in the street. playing the hits. run into your arms when you come to my meeting this wonderful.something that only through love that we can accomplish. every day we take an important decision,and you went and took the decision that changed our lives for better and for worse, near you I have reason to believe in the beauty of the sun each day.Today the day was faster and its velosidade together we are growing to be mature and learn to live Conscious of two and share what we already know what we want for our future,
we are already in the same crossroad, and our path will be only one, so it will be our target.We dream to be held and others where we have to let them know without a fight.
you know most dreamed my dream and my reality more aspirational. wishing more dreams together and making them reality. I will write about the balconies of life and happiness attained.


. I am writing this letter for you to feel through her immense love and affection I have for you. remembering that when she rasgares you will be tearing my heart.
I'll leave my lipstick marked. to remember every word is something that happens to me. You have my heart in my hands. a lot of hot kisses and toasts.
by .. forever in love.



I miss me


I miss myself! another that already was! gradually I grew between the stones of this road will ....... we call "life"!! cried so many tears, so much lost illusion! and now nothing left to hope is deadly thing!! because that to me is not one that I know? ........ I demanded it, emplorei, as if not knowing, "it shall not forget the past, and present all the time"!!

я был глуп


Я думаю, было бы глупо по-настоящему! вы украли мои мечты! создавать иллюзии и пострадавших с ним душа моя!Реальность такова, что боль и боль существует! и приходит, чтобы сказать нам что-то, tallvez некоторые фантазии, exister только в наших мечтах! Я обращаюсь к принципу vivr линии к линии ....... Я знаю, я мог бы сделать это лучше, я думал, что я мог контролировать свои мечты ...... Я думал, вы могли бы контролировать д! у xtas могут летать бесплатно! xtou хотел бы вас из жизни Minah! "До свидания", что вы видите по-настоящему! Rf

woman I am


I AM THE TYPE OF WOMAN ... not afraid to show affection in public which is crazy when in love likes to talk and hear words of love which the heart governs the actions and reactions the woman who gives herself without shame or resrvas is a workhorse of a nonsense pretending not to notice the lies of the beloved let him believe I'm stupid but surely your return will be double I'm an angel and devil, but that woman is not? are sensitive to all gestures and words and deeds I have memory like an elephant (not yet understood this proverb) forgive but not forget, perhaps it is my biggest flaw FINALLY, THIS IS THE WOMAN THAT I AM, LOVE ME OR LEAVE ME.

deixa-me ser uma palhaçal


Deixa-me ser uma palhaça! Quero fazer macacadas e maluqueiras Usar um nariz bem grande e vermelho Trajar roupas largas e bem malucas E nos meus pés, calçar sapatos grandes. Acredita que vou usar suspensórios Que sejam bem coloridos, engraçados Que dos meus bolsos tire sempre uma flor A flor do amor e da amizade, apenas para ti Dos meus gestos, traga belas manhas de sol Das minhas palhaçadas o conforto da tua alma. Que saibas rir, até lavares a tua alma de tristezas Não penses em mim, eu estou bem te vendo feliz, Mesmo que minha alma doía, seja triste e solitária Apenas ela renasce em cada gargalhada e num sorriso seu que dos meus olhos as lágrimas, rolem Do meu peito, desabe o meu coração, apenas quero viver Para que te faça rir, naquele momento mágico, único Apenas só nosso, onde eu sou feliz, feliz e livre. Sem olhar a preconceitos, ao ódio, a morte e ganância Porque a palhaça é pobre, nada tem, nada leva daqui Nem seu trajes coloridos, engraçados, apenas as lembranças De ser uma palhaça, apenas uma bela palhaça rodeada no amor...

only memories


If a drop of rain there is no explanation Imagine how beautiful life will be. If one life can exist in a lifetime, Feel like every time we operate on someone. If we stand alongside those we love, could become one, The distance makes us believe that nothing separates us, And what was born to be beautiful never ceases to exist. Life is like the sea, full of deep feelings the waves are what we bring, and the footprints in the sand that we take. The sky is an infinite place, as well as love we can take heart, and what remains of us can be a memory, which often leaves scars that never go out. so art thou in me. a sweet memory of beautiful moments and happy moments sad and bitter, when s just moments ... remembrance of a life that is life .... only memories.

I can feel it


I can almost feel it seems that this dream I'm dreaming. There is a voice in my cabesa saying that I can '... every step I'm tomando.cada move I make I feel lost and without direction. 'm shaking my faith, the more I have to keep trying. I've got your head up ..    see an increase. want to go more and more .. for me will always be a battle. sometimes I have to lose and find me. I have to stop and think. è not easy to climb. not know how to go faster. not knowing what awaits us on the other side     this fight I'm tackling this step I'm taking. the chances I'm taking. sometimes it can take me down I can fall. this somewhat uncertain most will not break me I do not know what it is, that the other side.   I want to give a good laugh.   just try   I gotta go. and see what is on the other hand, gotta be strong .. if not (strong) so I'll dragging   I'm pushing more I got to it get ..   this is the grace that has an increase.

no time for God?


I knelt to pray but not for long .. I have much to do. I had to hurry and go to work For bills must be paid soon.   So I knelt and prayed in a hurry. and got up quickly from my knees.    My Christian duty was done.   My soul can rest in peace ... Throughout the day I had no time   To spread a word of cheer No time to speak of Christ to friends, They laugh at me, I'm afraid. No time, no time, much to do, was my constant complaint No time to give to souls in need But for the last time, the time of die, I went before the Lord, I went and stood with downcast eyes.    For in His Hands, God had a book, The Book of Life! God looked into His book and said: '' I can not find his name, Once I'd write your name ... '' But I never found the time!

a little history .. Angola


The name "Angola" is rooted in the term "Ngola" which was the title of one of the potentates Mbundu in time for the start of the expansion of Portuguese influence on the Old Kingdom of Ndongo in the second half of the sixteenth century. The Ngola Kiluanje (1515-56) was the most prominent leader of the potentate of the Old Kingdom of Ndongo, being known as The Ngola Kiluanje Inene (Great Ngola). The Ngola Kiluanje Inene founded a dynasty that later was to come to know as the Kingdom of Angola, the term "Ngola" in turn has roots in the term "Ngolo," which in Kimbundu (language of the people Ambundo) means "strength", the same term in Kikongo (Bakongo people's language) means "rigor, strength, fortitude, or strength." The Portuguese depreenderam so Ngola was the one who had power, one that was powerful riches of Angola Angola has a great diversity of natural resources. It is estimated that your basement has 35 of the 45 most important minerals in world trade, among which stand out oil, diamond and natural gas. There are also large reserves of phosphate, iron, manganese, copper, gold and stone. The main basins of expanding oil lie along the coast in the provinces of Cabinda and Zaire in the north of the country The diamond reserves in the provinces of Lunda Norte and Lunda Sul are admired for their quality and considered one of the world's most important . Art of the blue mask from Angola, as the majority of African art, masks and wooden sculptures are not merely aesthetic creations. They have an important role in cultural rituals, representing life and death, the passage from childhood to adulthood, the award of a new harvest and the beginning of hunting season. Angolan artisans work in wood, bronze, ivory, masks or sculptures. Each group ethyne-language in Angola has its own unique artistic traits. Perhaps the most famous piece of Angolan art is "Cokwe Thinker", a masterpiece of harmony and symmetry of the line. The Lunda-Cokwe in the northeastern part of Angola is also known for its superior visual arts. Other signature pieces of art include Angola: a female mask Mwnaa-Pwo worn by male dancers in their puberty rituals. poly-chromatic shades of Kalelwa used during circumcision ceremonies and masks Cikungu Cihongo that conjure up images of the mythology of Lunda-Cokwe. Two key figures in this pantheon are princess and the prince of civilization Lweji Tschibinda-Ilunga. black ceramic art of Moxico center / east of Angola Portuguese is the only official language of Angola. In addition to numerous dialects, Angola has more than twenty national languages. The language with more speakers in Angola, after the Portuguese, Umbundu is spoken in south-central Angola and in many urban areas. It is the mother tongue of 26% of Angolans [1]. The Kimbundu (or Kimbundu) is the third most widely spoken national language (20%) [1], with particular focus on the central-north axis Luanda-Malanje and Kwanza-Sul. It is a language with great importance, being the language of the capital and the ancient kingdom of N'gola. It was this language that has many words to Portuguese and vice versa. The Kikongo (or Kikongo) spoken in the north (Uige and Zaire) has several dialects. It was the language of the ancient Kingdom of Congo. Although this region in the province of Cabinda, is spoken or Fiote ibinda. The chocué (or tchokwe) is the language of the east, par excellence. Have been superimposed on the east and the other is no doubt that had the greatest expansion of the territory now Angola. Since the Lunda Norte Cuando Cubango. Cuanhama (or Kwanyama oxikwnyama) nhaneca (or nyaneca) and Mbunda are of Bantu origin other languages ​​spoken in Angola. In the south of Angola other languages ​​are still spoken of the Khoisan group, spoken by the San, also known as Bushmen. Although the national languages ​​are mother tongues of the majority population, Portuguese is the first language of 30% of the Angolan population [citation needed] - a proportion that has much higher in the capital - while 60% say they use the Angolans it as the first / A November 11 novesentos thousand and seventy-five, was born, Angola, a new country in chaos and destruction of property abandoned by the colonists, the country was called "Republic of Angola" by their new leaders model "socialist" The prolonged civil war that the country experienced decades of the nineties caused a permanent shift of funds to the Angolan armed forces, thereby reducing the ability of government investments in key areas of our economic system. The sharp decline of the Angolan economy, begins after the oil crisis occurred in the first half of the 80s and that was crawling up the decades of the nineties. The recovery of the Angolan economy, will be a natural for the end of the war, by stabilizing the political situation, it is necessary to take a set of macroeconomic policies in order to act and influence the mechanisms of production, distribution and consumption of goods and services. Angola needs to make a large investment in the area that gives support to an economic system, education, improvement of social infrastructure, and investment in strengthening the health infrastructure, the country must meet before all his people. The balanced exploitation of natural resources of the country, can give a greater importance to our trade balance, the country needs to have a more transparent management of public resources that should be reversed for the whole country and not just to Luanda, it is necessary to end up with This vision of "Luandinizar Angola." Angola, the country is not the future or your future starts now, as he said "President Jose Eduardo dos Santos," Angola is the country with the eyes of this forward-looking, Angolans can not wait any longer, to have a decent country, where at least may have an acceptable quality of life with its condition of being human, is the time to look at one of the evils that much damage does the Angolan economy, - corruption has been established in all spheres of the country. The time is right and our future generation and are there to lead our country in such hard work towards development, do something now because the story will never forgive the failures of men ...

Моя душа говорит мне


Кость замок начал рушиться, когда я смотрел на сцену, не мог поверить в это на некоторое время. Я подумал, это было не реально. Кажется, так мало, чтобы вызвать такие катастрофы, но любовь заставляет его. Наша мечта была потеряна. Я ушел, думая ни о чем. Нет прощания Нет, я просто нужно уйти, убежать .. Я хотел увидеть море. Но если вы до сих пор помнят меня, помнят нашу музыку. Потому что мы знали, что это реально. Помните времена нашего времени, быть в курсе нашей музыки. Наши обеты любви. Наши клише фраз, но в то же время верно. Наши шутки и интимности. Наши поцелуи старых, которые остались там. Наш самый красивый самолет, впустую. Наши грацией и легкостью. Моя мания собственности, для защиты и ухода. Я сдался.Воспоминания, запахи, смех. Наша красивая история подошла к концу. Но то, что утешает меня понимание того, что я все еще люблю тебя, а не тишину. Наблюдая за вами издалека, следовать за вами, смотреть на вас, без вашего ведома. Потому что эта любовь все еще во мне.

where are you??? hear my heart tonight

I assume that was not the time, was fast, was suddenly, was the first ring, the first contact, as if love at first sight. Rather, it was the time that created the force that has been over time it became what it is today, not a passion at first sight, but love. Love that can get to sleep, but will not die. And when you love someone, we can not guarantee that we will also be loved. Love is taking risks, you jump, even though it is high and you can fall and break. But that is why it is love, that is why we must take care that water, like a flower. Because he was born, but he falls asleep, he closes. Love is complex, even the wisest could not explain. Love is love and ready rs' My way of thinking is: Love is a tree and its fruit is passion. Do not just love a person needs to be in love with her. And then when that passion begins to die, fighting, mistrust, misunderstanding, lack of admiration, among other things. Love falls asleep, the tree loses its fruits, but it does not die, she just sits there, lifeless. There is to nip in the bud is already bore fruit some day .. But never too late to grow new fruit, new passions in the tree. And that love back to being alive, being hot, lacking air and make your legs tremble. Everything has its time, the right time to happen.

My outburst in the wind

I healed the wounds that the time had failed to close. He reached out, trying to convince me that from that moment everything would be respectful. k was there I thought it was true. He could not stand that look so determined, when he said he took care of me for a stranger who has loved not knowing even with our lives I turned on the olhar.tímido and immature. will and sad memories followed me for days on end. I was willing to build a world from scratch, the more i lose too much eh love game, I was willing to rebuild myself near you, if it could go right with us. you got on my belly trying to feel the life that I was carrying but still scared even kissed me and said you loved me. The certainty that hurt me more. The certainty pierced me more. did not even know a love like that. was assumed that you do not you wanted nothing more to me and leave me. find out who you were my teenage dream. and that no matter what happens, we'll love and support. I wondered if I was wrong or deceived me. Undecided between something and nothing, I have hands, the most important decision of my life. and that any slip for a moment I could fall. I also want to protect this unknown. because I love him more than me who will love and care? I can sit still if I get tired of running over a life that brings the world does not freeze when we get tired of it we made ​​a mistake no more regret. because they just needed to stop and listen. Forgive me. if I keep doing: take a deep breath and live.