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    window blinds
  • A window blind is a type of window covering which is made with slats of fabric, wood, plastic or metal that adjust by rotating from an open position to a closed position by allowing slats to overlap. A roller blind does not have slats but comprises a single piece of material.
    glass
  • Any similar substance that has solidified from a molten state without crystallizing
  • a container for holding liquids while drinking
  • A hard, brittle substance, typically transparent or translucent, made by fusing sand with soda, lime, and sometimes other ingredients and cooling rapidly. It is used to make windows, drinking containers, and other articles
  • furnish with glass; "glass the windows"
  • a brittle transparent solid with irregular atomic structure
  • A thing made from, or partly from, glass, in particular

Locked window: inside, myself - Janela trancada: lá dentro, eu.
Locked window: inside, myself - Janela trancada: lá dentro, eu.
Nowadays, most birthday cards and messages I receive are sent from strangers or half-strangers, such as banks, shops, my hairdresser or sites I belong to. Friends, where are they ? So this reminds me of Alvaro de Campos, the greatest poet of all! _______________________ "Birthday" Back when people celebrated my birthday, I was happy and no one was dead. In the ancient house, even my birthday was an ancient tradition many centuries old, And everyone's joy, and mine, was as sure as a religion. Back when my birthday was celebrated, I was healthy not to understand anything, To be intelligent only in the family circle, And not to share other people's hopes for me. When I started having hopes, I no longer knew how to have them. When I started to look at life, I had lost the meaning of life. Yes, all that I supposedly was to myself, What I was at heart and blood-wise. What I was during semi-province evenings, What I was as someone who was loved and a small boy, What I was ? o God! What only now I know that I was... It's so far away!... (Not so much...) The days when my birthday was celebrated! What I am today is like the humidity in the corridor at the end of the house, Like mould growing on walls... What I am today (and the house of those who loved me trembles through my tears), What I am today is the fact they have sold the house, That they've all died, That I have survived myself like a match gone cold... When my birthday was celebrated... Is like a beloved to me, like a person from those days! A physical desire of the soul to find itself there again, Through a metaphysical and carnal voyage, With a duality between myself and I... To eat the past like one starved eats bread, with no time for butter Between one's teeth! Once more I see everything with such clarity that I'm blinded to what's here now... The table set with more places, better designs on the tableware, more glasses, The sideboard with lots of things - sweets, fruits, the rest in the shadows under the dry-room -, The old aunts, the different cousins, and it was all for my sake, Back then, when my birthday was celebrated... Stop, heart of mine! Don't think! Leave the thinking in your head! O my God, my God, my God! Today I no longer have birthdays. I last. Days are added to me. I'll be old when I am. Nothing more. Rage at not having brought the past with me, stolen in my pocket!... The days when my birthday was celebrated!... Alvaro de Campos, aka Fernando Pessoa _____________________ Actualmente, a maioria dos postais e mensagens de aniversario que recebo vem de entidades desconhecidas ou pessoas meio-desconhecidas: bancos, lojas, a minha cabeleireira, "sites" a que pertenco. Amigos, onde e que estao? Por isso, recordo Alvaro de Campos, o maior de todos os poetas. _________________________________________ Aniversario No tempo em que festejavam o dia dos meus anos, Eu era feliz e ninguem estava morto. Na casa antiga, ate eu fazer anos era uma tradicao de ha seculos, E a alegria de todos, e a minha, estava certa com uma religiao qualquer. No tempo em que festejavam o dia dos meus anos, Eu tinha a grande saude de nao perceber coisa nenhuma, De ser inteligente para entre a familia, E de nao ter as esperancas que os outros tinham por mim. Quando vim a ter esperancas, ja nao sabia ter esperancas. Quando vim a.olhar para a vida, perdera o sentido da vida. Sim, o que fui de suposto a mim-mesmo, O que fui de coracao e parentesco. O que fui de seroes de meia-provincia, O que fui de amarem-me e eu ser menino, O que fui — ai, meu Deus!, o que so hoje sei que fui... A que distancia!... (Nem o acho... ) O tempo em que festejavam o dia dos meus anos! O que eu sou hoje e como a umidade no corredor do fim da casa, Pondo grelado nas paredes... O que eu sou hoje (e a casa dos que me amaram treme atraves das minhas lagrimas), O que eu sou hoje e terem vendido a casa, E terem morrido todos, E estar eu sobrevivente a mim-mesmo como um fosforo frio... No tempo em que festejavam o dia dos meus anos ... Que meu amor, como uma pessoa, esse tempo! Desejo fisico da alma de se encontrar ali outra vez, Por uma viagem metafisica e carnal, Com uma dualidade de eu para mim... Comer o passado como pao de fome, sem tempo de manteiga nos dentes! Vejo tudo outra vez com uma nitidez que me cega para o que ha aqui... A mesa posta com mais lugares, com melhores desenhos na loica, com mais copos, O aparador com muitas coisas — doces, frutas, o resto na sombra debaixo do alcado, As tias velhas, os primos diferentes, e tudo era por minha causa, No tempo em que festejavam o dia dos meus anos. . . Para, meu coracao! Nao penses! Deixa o pensar na cabeca! O meu Deus, meu Deus, meu Deus! Hoje ja nao faco anos. Duro. Somam-se-me dias. Serei velho quando o for. Mais nada. Raiva de nao ter trazido
BLONDIE - Heart of glass - Corazón de cristal - traducida
BLONDIE - Heart of glass - Corazón de cristal - traducida
BLONDIE HEART OF GLASS CORAZON DE CRISTAL Traducida Once I had a love and it was a gas/Una vez tuve un amor y fue muy breve soon turned out had a heart of glass/Pronto descubri que teni­a el corazon de cristal Seemed like the real thing/Parecia que iba a ser el amor de mi vida only to find mucho mistrust/Hasta que descubri­ que reinaba la desconfianza Love's gone behind/Y ese amor se quedo atras Once I had a love and it was divine/Una vez tuve un amor y fue divino Soon found out I was losing my mind/Pronto descubri­ que me estaba volviendo loca It seemed like the real thing/Parecia que iba a ser el amor de mi vida but I was so blind/Pero estaba tan ciega y enamorada Mucho mistrust/Que volvi­ a tropezar con la desconfianza Love's gone behind/Y otra vez el amor se quedo atras In between "what I find is pleasing"/Entre decir "lo que descubro de ti me agrada" and "I'm feeling fine", love is so confusing/a "me siento en la gloria" hay un abismo de amor There's no peace of mind if I fear I'm losing you/No puedo ser feliz si tengo miedo de perderte It's just no good you teasing like you do/Y no es bueno jugar conmigo y enganarme como tu haces Lost inside/Perdida por dentro Adorable illusion and I cannot hide/Fue una adorable ilusion y ya no puedo ocultar mas I'm the one you're using/Que soy aquella a la que estas utilizando please don't push me aside/Por favor no me apartes de tu vida We coulda made it cruising yeah/?Si tu quisieras podriamos navegar juntos! Yeah, riding high on love's true bluish light/Si, ?Podri­amos viajar en la luz azulada del amor verdadero! Once I had a love and it was a gas/Una vez un amor y fue muy breve Soon turned out to be a pain in the ass/Pronto se convirtio en un grano en el trasero Seemed like the real thing/Parecia que iba a ser el amor de mi vida only to find mucho mistrust/Hasta que descubri que reinaba la desconfianza Love's gone behind/Y ese amor se quedo atras Single taken from Blondie?s fourth record (Eat to the beat, 1979). Single extrai­do del cuarto disco de blondie (Eat to the beat, 1979). Vidriera rota. Juro que yo no tire la piedra XD. Encontrada en la ciudad donde naci­, entre mi atico y la casa de mis padres. Irun, Espana. Broken Stained Glass Window. I swear I didn?t throw the stone XD. Found in my hometown, between my attic and my father?s home. Irun, Spain. La traduccion es mi­a, preguntadme si quereis utilizarla. Translation is mine, ask me if you want to use it. SONY DSC-W300 8mm f/2,8 1/160s ISO 100 natural llight luz natural no tripod, just my other hand :) sin tripode, solo mi otra mano :) sin editar no photoshop original size: 4224 x 3168 28th june 2009 14:20h

between glass window blinds