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How Do I Love Thee?
05:29
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Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806 -1861)
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
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E. E. CUMMINGS
love is more thicker than forget
more thinner than recall
more seldom than a wave is wet
more frequent than to fail
it is most mad and moonly
and less it shall unbe
than all the sea which only
is deeper than the sea
love is less always than to win
less never than alive
less bigger than the least begin
less littler than forgive
it is most sane and sunly
and more it cannot die
than all the sky which only
is higher than the sky
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When I Die
05:32
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Pablo Neruda
When I Die I Want Your Hands On My Eyes
When I die I want your hands on my eyes:
I want the light and the wheat of your beloved hands
to pass their freshness over me one more time
to feel the smoothness that changed my destiny.
I want you to live while I wait for you, asleep,
I want for your ears to go on hearing the wind,
for you to smell the sea that we loved together
and for you to go on walking the sand where we walked.
I want for what I love to go on living
and as for you I loved you and sang you above everything,
for that, go on flowering, flowery one,
so that you reach all that my love orders for you,
so that my shadow passes through your hair,
so that they know by this the reason for my song.
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Mubaraka Shabbir (2009)
If you don't understand
If you don't understand my silence,
You wont understand my word
If you don't understand my pain,
You want understand my tears
If you don't understand my smile,
You wont understand my joy
If you don't understand me,
You will never love me
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5. |
What I Left for You
09:16
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Rafael Alberti
WHAT I LEFT FOR YOU
For you I left my woods, my lost
Grove, my sleepless dogs,
My important years, those banished
Almost to my life's winter.
I left a tremor, a shock
A brilliance of un-extinguished fire,
I left my shadow on the desperate
Blood-stained eyes of farewell.
I left sad doves beside a river,
Horses in the sand of the arena,
I left the scent of the sea, I left to see you.
For you, I left everything that was mine.
Give me, Rome, in exchange for my pains,
All I have left in order to attain you.
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Again and again...
06:16
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Rainer Maria Rilke - 1875-1926
Again and again
Again and again,
even though we know love’s landscape
and the little churchyard with its lamenting names
and the terrible reticent gorge in which the others
end:
again and again the two of us walk out together
under the ancient trees,
lay ourselves down again and again
among the flowers,
and look up into the sky.
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Paul Eluard
It’s the sweet law of men
They make wine from grapes
They make fire from coal
They make men from kisses
It’s the true law of men
Kept intact despite
the misery and war
despite danger of death
It’s the warm law of men
To change water to light
Dream to reality
Enemies to friends
A law old and new
That perfects itself
From the child’s heart’s depths
To reason’s heights.
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Garden of Love
02:46
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William Blake
Garden of Love
I went to the Garden of Love,
And saw what I never had seen:
A Chapel was built in the midst,
Where I used to play on the green.
And the gates of this Chapel were shut,
And 'Thou shalt not' writ over the door;
So I turn'd to the Garden of Love,
That so many sweet flowers bore.
And I saw it was filled with graves,
And tomb-stones where flowers should be:
And Priests in black gowns, were walking their rounds,
And binding with briars, my joys and desires.
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9. |
The Bench
04:42
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Emma Marie Etwell
The Bench
Sitting alone
On a bench that's made for two,
Only one side is empty,
For that place is meant for you.
As I look out
Onto the beautiful seashore,
Memories overtake me
And wishes of making more.
Do you remember this special place?
And the moments we had here?
You made my life that day,
And that I will always hold near.
I find myself walking,
Not knowing where to go,
But I always end up
In that special place that we know.
I sit down, can't move,
Waiting for you to show,
And when I feel your hand on mine,
That's when I will go.
Do you see, my darling,
That this bench was made for two,
And one day in the future,
It will be filled again by me and you.
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10. |
One, two...
03:47
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Boris Kovač
One, two
One, two
I love you,
Three, four
I love you more
I love you
I love you too
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Boris Kovač Bukovac, Serbia
Boris Kovač is a composer, reeds player and multimedia artist from the Vojvodina region, the northern part of Serbia. He composes music for chamber groups he rehearses and leads like Ritual Nova ensemble, LaDaABa orchest, La Campanella orchestra. New Ritual Quartet. He has published 23 albums so far. He also composed music for several films as for dance and drama theatre plays. ... more
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