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This guy came up to us and was really trying his best to tell us something and pointing across the street. But, unfortunately, none of us could speak Chinese, so we just kinda nodded and and looked that way and he eventually moved on...
Lagunas de Ruidera. Castilla-La Mancha
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Wandelpad in de duinen.
Als je een bocht maakt is dit de oplossing om het pad te bestraten.
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Merci pour votre commentaire
Dank voor je commentaar
Danke für deinen Kommentar
Thank you for your comment
Gracias por tu comentario
Obrigado pelo seu comentário
NO AWARDS... MERCI :)
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Model : Léane
Christine Lebrasseur - Photographe
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"You've got a way with words
Maybe it's charming
Text during the party
Sure that could suffice
You know just what to say
Write letters for me
But it's kinda boring
When I can't see your face
You call to flatter me all night, all night
But I don’t know if you can speak my, speak my
Body language (Do ya)
Get impatient (Would ya)
Hate it if I wanna keep a little of this tension
I'm not saying (That I)
Want you baby (But ya)
Make me question all other forms of communication
Body language
La-da-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da
La-da-da
Pause the adrenaline
Thinking you know me
Baby, that's so sweet
Where do I begin?
Don't wanna throw you off
But I can't just play along
So tell me if I should pick up when
You call to flatter me all night, all night
But I don’t know if you can speak my, speak my
Body languagе (Do ya)
Get impatient (Would ya)
Hate it if I wanna keep a littlе of this tension
I'm not saying (That I)
Want you baby (But ya)
Make me question all other forms of communication
Body language
La-da-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da
La-da-da
Body language
La-da-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da
La-da-da
What's loudest is what isn't said
You shower me with compliments
Yeah, look at me with common sense
(Look at me, look at me now)
What's loudest is what isn't said
The joke's on me, let's not pretend
I want to want you more than friends
But baby, can you comprehend my
Body language (Do ya)
Get impatient (Do you get impatient?)
Hate it if I wanna keep a little of the tension (I kinda want the tension)
I'm not saying (No, I'm not saying)
I want you baby (But ya)
Make me question all other forms of communication
Body language
La-da-da-da-da-da
La-da-da-da
La-da-da (What isn't said, boy)
Body language
La-da-da-da-da-da (Oh)
La-da-da-da (I don't know your)
La-da-da (I don't know your)
Body language"
Lyrics Source:
genius.com/Alexa-cappelli-body-language-lyrics
Video:
Title in other languages:
Deutsch: Feld und Bäume
English: Field and trees
English:
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Deutsch:
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The language of flowers
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my body language - flirting gestures fidget
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not quite in it yet, but damned close. i have been completely overwhelmed for the past, what, week and a half? i already have about a thousand pages of reading to catch up with. i had to get rid of my internet at home, i just can't afford the expense, so i am now restricted to the school library to do any sort of flickring. i mean studying. because everything for every class is online, too. it's a virtual world these days.
oh, by the way: sigur rós. october third. uhhhnn//. who's coming with me?
Bring it over to my place- ♪ ♫Click to listen♪ ♫
Get up, get up
Kiddominant on the beat, better run it back
Fuckin' Robitussin
I don't know why this shit got me lazy right now, yeah
Can't do Percocets or Molly
I'm turnin' one, tryna live it up here right, right, right
Baby, you can
Ride it, ooh, yeah
Bring it over to my place
And you be like
"Baby, who cares?"
But I know you care
Bring it over to my place
You don't know what you did, did to me
Your body lightweight speaks to me
I don't know what you did, did to me
Your body lightweight speaks to me
I can make it hurricane on it
Hunnid bands, make it rain on it
Tie it up, put a chain on it
Make you tattoo my name on it, oh
Make you cry like a baby, yeah
Let's GoPro and make a video, yeah
Make you cry like a baby, yeah
Let's GoPro and make a video
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Baby, you can
Ride it, ooh, yeah
Bring it over to my place
And you be like
"Baby, who cares?"
But I know you care
Bring it over to my place
You don't know what you did, did to me
Your body lightweight speaks to me
I don't know what you did, did to me
Your body lightweight speaks to me
Baby, you can
Ride it, ooh, yeah
And you be like
"Baby, who cares?"
But I know you care
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Als het een beetje waait heeft deze plas in de Zandmotor een enorme aantrekkingskracht op site-surfers. Temperatuur maakt niets uit, kan zomer of winter zijn.
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"WHAT language is thine, O sea?"
"The language of eternal question."
"What language is thy answer, O sky?
"The language of eternal silence."
LISTEN, my heart, to the whispers of the world with which it makes love to you.
- Rabindranath Tagore( Nobel Laureate, Indian Poet)
There’s poetry in the untouched—a language written not with words, but with movement. Here, where the wind sculpts the snow and the mountains hold their breath, a single rider leaves their mark. A fleeting stroke on nature’s blank canvas, a whisper of speed and freedom in the vast silence of the Andes.
Valle Nevado’s backcountry doesn’t ask for permission. It only asks if you’re willing to listen. And today, the answer was a perfect arc carved deep into the powder.
Because some stories aren’t told—they’re ridden.