My Maxims

Le passé c'est le passé, il n'y a pas de raison d'y retourner, sauf de s'en souvenir de temps à l'autre.

Take the water and the moon will be in your hands, touch the flower and its fragrance will never leave you.

The true love has the very opened shining eyes.
The false one is almost completely blind.

The jealousy is the twin sister of the envy and the diffidence.

Tout temps est beau. Tout dépend de l’âme de l’être : elle peut pleurer en plein soleil et rire au froid éternel.

The life is to live and not to suffer

To see the eyes shining of joy and happiness is more than all words of love ever heard

ForYouMyDearMan

I love very much Celentano's songs, most of them are very nice and funny.
These songs I would like to dedicate to the best of men I ever knew.
Ti amo, ti voglio bene, venti-quattro mila baci, amore mio. Enjoy them.



NewLove

One day one man said to me:"You are always opened for the new love, it's great!" I answered him: "Sure, cause the old one seemed to not be mine"
For those who are in a new love this clip of Uspenskaya "I'm losing myself" with word for word translation from russian.I love this song very much.

Mama, God knews, that I’m not drunk,
I’m not alone and I’m not in a simple love
Only I’m losing my head
I’m losing my head
Mama, don’t cry, or look out for trouble
The silly questions- what I do, where I’m
I’m losing my head
The night I’m losing my head
I’m looking at him and I know that I’m losing myself
I know nothing about him, but I’m losing myself
Without him my life is strange and not mine
I’m losing myself
I would like to sing under the guitare
But I’m losing myself
It’s devil’s work, I think, that I’m losing myself
It’ll be better to me to cry, but I’m so happy of this
The wheel of my past life goes downhill
I’m losing my head
I’m laughing and losing my head
I’m looking at him and I know that I’m losing myself
I know nothing about him, but I’m losing myself
Without him my life is strange and not mine
I’m losing myself