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Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ DANCING THE DREAM Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
Your words stabbed my heart, and I cried tears of pain. "Get out!" I shouted. "These are the last...
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Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ DANCING THE DREAM Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
Your words stabbed my heart, and I cried tears of pain. "Get out!" I shouted. "These are the last tears I'll ever cry for you." So you left.
I waited for hours, but you didn't return. That night by myself I cried tears of frustration.
I waited weeks, but you had nothing to say. Thinking of your voice, I cried tears of loneliness.
I waited months, but you left no sign for me. In the depths of my heart, I cried tears of despair.
How strange that all these tears could not wash away the hurt! Then one thought of love pierced my bitterness. I remembered you in the sunlight, with a smile as sweet as May wine. A tear of gratitude started to fall, and miraculously, you were back. Soft fingers touched my cheek, and you bent over for a kiss.
"Why have you come?" I whispered.
"To wipe away your last tear," you replied. "It was the one you saved for me."
♥ Die letzte Träne ♥
Deine Worte stachen direkt in mein Herz und ich weinte schmerzhafte Tränen.
"Geh weg!" rief ich. "Das sind die letzten Tränen, die ich je um dich weinen werde."
Du gingst.
Ich wartete Stunden, doch du kamst nicht zurück.Ganz allein in dieser Nacht weinte ich Tränen der Enttäuschung.
Ich wartete Wochen, aber du hattest nichts zu sagen.Ich gedachte deiner Stimme und ich weinte Tränen der Einsamkeit.
Ich wartete Monate, doch du gabst mir kein Zeichen.In den Tiefen meines Herzens weinte ich Tränen der Verzweiflung.
Wie seltsam, dass all diese Tränen die Verletzlichkeit nicht wegwaschen konnten!Dann durchbohrte ein Gedanke der Liebe meine Verbitterung.Ich erinnerte deiner im Sonnenlicht, mit einem Lächeln, so süß wie Maiwein.Eine Träne der Dankbarkeit suchte sich ihren Weg und wie durch ein Wunder warst du zurück. Sanfte Finger berührten meine Wangen und du beugtest dich über mich für einen Kuss.
"Warum bist du gekommen?" flüsterte ich.
"Um deine letzte Träne wegzuwischen", antwortetest du."Die eine, die du für mich aufgehoben hattest."
DANCING THE DREAM by Michael Jackson
(published 1992)
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Song: Cast Away soundtrack / Composer - Alan
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A curious fact about elephants is this: In order to survive, they mustnt fall down. Every other animal can stum...
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Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ DANCING THE DREAM Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
A curious fact about elephants is this: In order to survive, they mustnt fall down. Every other animal can stumble and get back up again. But an elephant always stands up, even to sleep. If one of the herd slips and falls, it is helpless. It lies on its side, a prisoner of its own weight. Although the other elephants will press close around it in distress and try to lift it up again, there isnt usually much they can do. With slow heaving breaths, the fallen elephant dies. The others stand vigil, then slowly move on.
This is what I learned from nature books, but I wonder if they are right. Isnt there another reason why elephants cant fall down? Perhaps they have decided not to. Not to fall down is their mission. As the wisest and most patient of the animals, they made a pact — I imagine it was eons ago, when the ice ages were ending. Moving in great herds across the face of the earth, the elephants first spied tiny men prowling the tall grasses with their flint spears."What fear and anger this creature has," the elephants thought. "But he is going to inherit the earth. We are wise enough to see that. Let us set an example for him."
Then the elephants put their grizzled heads together and pondered. What kind of example could they show to man? They could show him that their power was much greater than his, for that was certainly true. They could display their anger before him, which was terrible enough to uproot whole forests. Or they could lord it over man through fear, trampling his fields and crushing his huts.In moments of great frustration, wild elephants will do all of these things, but as a group, putting their heads together, they decided that man would learn best from a kinder message.
"Let us show him our reverence for life," they said. And from that day on, elephants have been silent, patient, peaceful creatures. They let men ride them and harness them like slaves. They permit children to laugh at their tricks in the circus, exiled from the great African plains where they once lived as lords.
But the elephants' most important message is in their movement. For they know that to live is to move. Dawn after dawn, age after age, the herds march on, one great mass of life that never falls down, an unstoppable force of peace.
Innocent animals, they do not suspect that after all this time, they will fall from a bullet by the thousands. They will lie in the dust, mutilated by our shameless greed. The great males fall first, so that their tusks can be made into trinkets. Then the females fall, so that men may have trophies. The babies run screaming from the smell of their own mothers blood, but it does them no good to run from the guns. Silently, with no one to nurse them, they will die, too, and all their bones bleach in the sun.
In the midst of so much death, the elephants could just give up. All they have to do is drop to the ground. That is enough. They dont need a bullet: Nature has given them the dignity to lie down and find their rest. But they remember their ancient pact and their pledge to us, which is sacred.
So the elephants march on, and every tread beats out words in the dust: Watch, learn, love. "Watch, learn, love. Watch, learn ,love." Can you hear them? One day in shame, the ghosts of ten thousand lords of the plains will say, "We do not hate you. Dont you see at last? We were willing to fall, so that you, dear small ones, will never fall again."
DANCING THE DREAM by Michael Jackson
(published 1992)
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Song: Chimerical Dream / Water for elephants / soundtrack
Composer: Francois Paul-Aiche (Beyond Music)
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Love is a funny thing to describe. It's so easy to feel and yet so slippery to talk about. It's like a bar of s...
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Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ DANCING THE DREAM Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
Love is a funny thing to describe. It's so easy to feel and yet so slippery to talk about. It's like a bar of soap in the bathtub -- you have it in your hand until you hold on too tight.
Some people spend their lives looking for love outside themselves. They think they have to grasp it in order to have it. But love slips away like that wet bar of soap.
Holding on to love is not wrong, but you need to learn to hold it lightly, caressingly. Let it fly when it wants. When it's allowed to be free, love is what makes life alive, joyful, and new. It's the juice and energy that motivates my music, my dancing, everything. As long as love is in my heart, it's everywhere.
♥ Liebe ♥
Die Liebe zu beschreiben ist eine drollige Sache. Sie ist so einfach zu empfinden, jedoch äußerst heikel, will man über sie sprechen. Ähnlich wie Seife in der Badewanne - sie liegt in deiner Hand, bis du sie zu fest hältst.
Manche Menschen verbringen ihr Leben mit der Suche nach Liebe außerhalb ihrer selbst. Sie denken, sie müssen sie an sich reißen, um sie zu besitzen. Doch die Liebe entgleitet ihnen wie jenes nasse Stück Seife.
Die Liebe festzuhalten ist nicht falsch, doch du musst lernen, sie sachte zu halten, und zärtlich. Lass sie fliegen, wenn sie will. Denn wenn man es ihr ermöglicht, frei zu sein, dann macht die Liebe das Leben lebendig, fröhlich, und frisch. Sie ist der Antrieb und die Energie, die meine Musik, meinen Tanz, die alles anspornt. Solange die Liebe in meinem Herzen ist, ist sie überall.
DANCING THE DREAM by Michael Jackson
(published 1992)
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Song: People of the world / (C) 1999
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Michael Jackson in association with Michael Jackson / J-Friends Projects presents the J-FRIENDS recording of "People Of The World" in support of the Kobe relief effort after the earthquake 1995.
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This beautiful song was written by Michael Jackson for the children in Kobe, where a devastating earthquake killed more than 5000 people in 1995.
These boys are singing like this:
"You came to me and shown me
that love is the answer
I will save you, protect you from everything
People should live in togetherness with one another
People all over the world
When you start to lend a helping hand to others
then you can make it a better place
This song is for you
to bring love & harmony to this world"
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People ask me how I make music. I tell them I just step into it. It's like stepping into a river and joining th...
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Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ DANCING THE DREAM Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
People ask me how I make music. I tell them I just step into it. It's like stepping into a river and joining the flow. Every moment in the river has its song. So I stay in the moment and listen.
What I hear is never the same. A walk through the woods brings a light crackling song: Leaves rustle in the wind, birds chatter and squirrels scold, twigs crunch underfoot, and the beat of my heart holds it all together. When you join the flow, the music is inside and outside, and both are the same. As long as I can listen to the moment, I'll always have music.
♥ Wie ich Musik mache ♥
Die Menschen fragen mich, wie ich Musik mache. Ich sage ihnen, ich gehe einfach hinein. Es ist, als würde man in einen Fluß springen und sich der Strömung hingeben. Jeder Moment in diesem Fluß hat sein ganz eigenes Lied. Darum verweile ich im Augenblick und lausche.
Was ich höre, ist niemals das Gleiche. Ein Spaziergang durch den Wald bringt ein leichtes, knisterndes Lied mit sich: Blätter rascheln im Wind, Vögel zwitschern und Eichhörnchen schimpfen, Zweige knacken unter den Füßen, und das Pochen meines Herzens hält alles zusammen.Wenn du dich der Strömung überlässt, dann ist die Musik innen und außen, und beide sind eins. Solange ich dem Augenblick lauschen kann, werde ich immer Musik in mir haben.
DANCING THE DREAM by Michael Jackson
(published 1992)
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`☆.. ♥♥ YOU!!!♥ ☆
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☆ GOD., BLESS ☆
`☆.. ♥♥ YOU!!!♥ ☆
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.․ ․ ․ ․ `'*☆¸☆.. MICHAEL UNSER ENGEL IST IMMER BEI DIR LIEBE BELLA♥
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Liebe Bella, ich wünsche dir einen schönen kuscheligen Michaelabend. Bis bald, wann immer du Zeit hast, ich bin hier. Sei ganz lieb von mir umarmt, deine Sybille
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