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Ζεις σε υπονόμους,
κρύβεσαι τη μέρα...
Φοράς κουρέλια,
το σώμα σου ρυπαρό και βρώμικο...
Τριγύρω σου ποντίκια,
ακαθαρσίες παντού...
Έχεις ξεχάσει τη ζωή σου,
το πώς ήσουν...
Τώρα μόνο αυτή έχεις
στο μυαλό σου...
Τη Δίψα...
Είναι σε καθε κύτταρο σου,
τρώει το Είναι σου μέρα με τη μέρα...
Τα βράδια παραμονεύεις σαν αρπαχτικό,
μοναχικούς ανθρώπους θέλεις...
Τα μάτια σου τους βλέπουν όλους,
ποια μοίρα θα σπρώξει το θύμα σου...
Μισείς τον εαυτό σου
αλλά η Δίψα σε θολώνει...
Σκέφτεσαι αυτούς που σκότωσες
μα η ηδονή όταν ξεδιψάς είναι αχαλίνωτη...
Νύχτωσε πάλι,
ήρθε η ώρα σου...
Θα κρυφτείς στις σκιές
και θα περιμένεις...
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My try for translation, sorry if isn't good...
You live in sewers,
you are hidden the day…
Your clothes rags,
your body dirty…
Around your mice,
impurities everywhere…
You have forgotten your life,
how it she…
Now only This have in your brain…
The Thirst…
It is in your each cell,
it eats you day by day…
The evenings you are hidden as bird of prey,
solitary persons you want…
Your eyes see them all,
who fate will push your victim…
You hate your self
but the Thirst blurs you…
You think all of those that you killed
but pleasure is unbridled…
Dark again, your hour came …
You will be hidden in the shades
and you will wait…
made with Poser 6 (human characters and room)
my Flash project (composition with picture, music and poem) with this picture is Thirst
The drums of war sound…
And the noise of the weapons it sounds up to the sky…
Blood for blood…
Steel for steel…
Life for life…
The victors will set up trophies…
And the defeated will take the street of slavery in foreigner places…
Far from the ground that gave birth them the women and the children…
No in their own house but servants in the appetites of those that overcome…
The fear of death fights with the despair of life…
When you are alone take a look from the window…
You will see the crucified rebels in via Appia…
Who fortune is better?...
made with Vue 5 Infinite (landscape) and Poser 6 (human character)
Various work with Ashen through 2024, she was a great sport and created the material for some of my digital works.
Digital Portrait of Bhai Baldeep Singh, a classical vocalist (Dhurpad, Vār & Chaṅtt), joṛī & pakhāwaj exponent, luthier, poet, photographer, ex-aviator and aeromodeller and designer, archivist (audio restoration & film editor) & Founder - Chairman of The Anad Foundation. More about him at www.sikhiwiki.org/index.php/Bhai_Baldeep_Singh
Τη σκοτεινώτερη ώρα
της νύχτας...
'Οταν τα σύννεφα κρύβουν το φεγγάρι
και δεν φαίνεται φως απο πουθενά...
Εσύ θα παλεύεις τους δαίμονες...
Νίκησες και σήμερα,
οι εχθροί σου σκόρπισαν
αλλά το αίμα στοιχειώνει
τα όνειρα σου...
Κάθε σου νίκη
μία πληγή, στο κορμί σου, που αιμοραγεί...
Και το κακό μέσα σου
μεγαλώνει μέρα με τη μέρα,
τρέφεται απ' τη βία σου...
Νιώθεις κάποιες φορές
να σε κυριεύει,
να ελέγχει το μυαλό σου,
το κάθε σου βήμα...
Τότε προσεύχεσαι
σ' ότι καλό υπάρχει στον κόσμο...
Στους ανθρώπους που αγαπούν
Στα δάση που δεν πρέπει να καούν
Στη γαλάζια θάλασσα
Κι ελπίζεις...
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My try for translation, sorry if isn't good...
The darkest hour of the night…
When the clouds hide the moon and not appears light from nowhere…
You will fight the demons…
You win today and, your enemies scattered
but the blood haunting your dreams…
Each your victory a wound, in your body,
you bleeding…
And the Bad inside you day by day grows,
This feeding from your violence…
You feel certain times you conquer,
control your ming,
your each step…
Then you pray
in any good exists in the world…
For the human who loves
For the forests that should not be burned
For the light blue sea...
And you hope…
made with Poser 6 (human character and scene)
my Flash project (composition with picture, music and poem) with this picture is
Carpe Diem
Ένας γαλάζιος ουρανός έχει ξεπροβάλει σήμερα…
Η πρωινή δροσιά των λουλουδιών λαμπυρίζει στον ήλιο…
Ατελείωτα χρώματα μέχρι εκεί που φτάνει η ματιά…
Πόσο μακρινά φαίνονται τώρα όλα τα βάσανα της ζωής…
Τι και αν στη ζωή σου δεν απέκτησες τα χρήματα που έχουν άλλοι;
Τι και αν το αυτοκίνητο σου είναι παλιό;
Είσαι μακριά από πλαστικές διαφημίσεις και μοντέρνα κλιματιστικά…
Εδώ μπορείς να δεις το πράσινο σε όλη του την μεγαλοπρέπεια…
Να κοιμηθείς δίπλα στη λίμνη όταν ακούγεται μόνο το θρόισμα των φύλλων…
Ζήσε το σήμερα…
Αγκάλιασε όλα αυτά που αγαπάς…
Μέθα με συναισθήματα έντονα …
Γιατί που ξέρεις τι είναι αυτό που πλέκει για σένα η μοίρα αύριο…
made with Vue 5 infinite (landscape) and Poser 6 (human character)
You are the latest contender
You are the one to remember
You are the villain who sends her
Light or dark, fantastic passion
I know that you will surrender
I know that you will surrender
I want this fantastic passion
We'll have fantastic passion
You can feel my lips undress your eyes
Undress your eyes, undress your eyes
Words of love and words of leisure
Words of poisoned darts of pleasure
Die... and so you died
You are the latest adventure
You're an emotion avenger
You are the devil that sells her
Light or dark, fantastic passion
I know that you will surrender
I know that you will surrender
I want this fantastic passion
We'll have fantastic passion
You can feel my lips undress your eyes
Undress your eyes, undress your eyes
Skin can feel my lips they tingle - tense anticipation
This one is an easy one, feel the word and melt upon it
Words of love and words of leisure
Words of poisoned darts of pleasure
Die and so you died
Ich heisse Superfantastisch!
Ich trinke Schampus und Lachsfisch!
Ich heisse Su-per-fan-tas-tisch!
another Cut Out picture, this time on a fruits, ii liked it because the complementry natual colors between the pears and the apples
posing like M_M /
........... my Fave of Marilyn
- original a brunette haired girl.
Industrial worker. Blue Book model (1945).
Lighter : reddish blonde hair. Later golden honey blonde hair made by Barnhart during the next seven years.
Aka 'Jeane Norma' she became a starlet.
. . . actress. singer. film producer. model. show-girl. sex symbol. woman. blonde babe .
golden blonde haired star.
11. October 2001 - we had a German stamp with her beautiful face in whitened sepia. 4.850.000 were produced as a semi postal stamp. [Für die freie Wohlfahrt - AWO, DCV (katholisch ), DRK, DER PARITÄTISCHE, DW der EKD (evangelisch) ZWST (jüdisch) ]
100 Pfennige [Wert]+ 50 Pfennige [Spende] € 0,51 + 0,26 . Artist : Antonia Graschberger
- Encouraged by the possibilities "almost endless" to create and recreate an image that digital media permit, I conducted a series of works made from print that I created some years ago.
Da "Série ad infinitum"
- Estimulada pelas possibilidades "quase infinitas" de criar e recriar uma imagem,que os meios digitais permitem, realizei uma série de trabalhos feitos a partir de uma gravura que eu criei há alguns anos atrás.
Σκοτεινές σκέψεις
στο κάθε σου ξύπνημα…
Στο φως του ήλιου
μούδιασμα σ’ όλο σου το κορμί…
Όλα αμυδρά και θαμπά,
αδρές γραμμές σε λευκό πίνακα…
Πόσο σου λείπει
η νύχτα…
Τότε που σμίγεις
μαζί του…
Τότε που ακούς
τα βήματα του…
Τότε που νιώθεις
την ανάσα του δίπλα σου…
Άνθρωποι σε πληγώνουν,
σε περιφρονούν, σε χλευάζουν…
Μα δεν υπάρχει οργή
γι’ αυτούς…
Κι ας σε λένε
καταραμένη…
Θέλεις μόνο να τον δεις και πάλι
στο ημίφως…
Εκεί που θα μοιραστείτε
τις σκέψεις σας…
Εκεί που το χαμόγελο σου
ανοίγει την καρδιά του…
Εκεί που τα δάκρυα σου
ποτίζουν κόκκινα τριαντάφυλλα…
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Dark thoughts
in your every waking ...
In the light of the sun
numbness in your whole body...
All are dimly and mistily
vague lines upon a painting...
How do you miss the night
when you join with him...
When you hear his footsteps
and feel his breath beside you...
People, they hurt you,
despise you, deride you...
No anger for them though
no matter if they call you cursed...
You only want to see him again
in the twilight...
Where all your thoughts
will be shared...
Where his heart will open
to your smile...
There where roses will be
watered by your tears...
made with Poser 6 (human characters) and Vue 5 (background)
my Flash project (composition with picture, music and poem) with this picture is Cursed... - Flash version
This kid is laughing riding a horse,i loved it, this part of my life lets me think a lot of Things, about retribution, another one for Ayari, and her illution in her life :)...
- define:
Stuttgart = Stuotgarten --> Stuttgardia -> Stutengarten = horsegarden
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an industrial metropol city in W -Germany, capital of Baden-Württemberg state, on the River Neckar: developed around a stud farm (Stuotgarten) of the Counts of Württemberg.
A city of southwest Germany on the Neckar River south-southeast of Heidelberg. Chartered in the 13th century, it later developed as an industrial center. It was heavily bombed during World War II. Population: 594,000.
fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bade-Wurtemberg
Le Bade-Wurtemberg:
Sa capitale est Stuttgart, ville la plus peuplée et économiquement la plus importante.