HugarflugLyngið og mosinnsem smávaxnir skógarJörðin ófrosin, vot og þéttSólin og skýjinsem lifandi verursynda um í háloftum, litrík og léttSkugginn og ljósiðsem synir og dæturlífsglöð leika og dansa við alltSveppir og plönturmeð útbreiddar rætur,tré sem vaxa upp í loftið svaltLækir og pollarsem stöðuvötnfullir af lífi og örlitlum grjótumLaufið og rusliðsem þaulreyndir bátarsigla um á straumhörðum blikandi fljótumSniglar og skordýrsem örlitlar skepnurlifa og dvelja í skógum og lundumFólkið og dýrinsem margbrotnir risarfylgjast með lífinu öllum stundum
Song of Storms lyricsSpin aroundRound and roundWatch the twister hit the groundDebris in the airFalling everywhereIce and snowWind will blowThere's one thing that we all knowWe must listenTo the song of stormsGround will shakeEarth will quakeAll the world will start to bakeFire in the skyLava rushing byPast the baysWater spraysSee your loved ones float awayIn the terrorOf the song of storms
Where is the damn pic?! (PS song time with who?)Okay, I have tried to write this journal two times already, and I had to restart over and over again because I clicked on some sh*t link or something, so here's the short form of every f*cking thing I previously WROTE!!! Oh yeah, due to unknown reasons, this thing just won't show in my journal, so I am forced to post it here.I am in Taiwan for one week. I leave tomorrow.To comment on anything, use good english, GOOD ENGLISH!!!!Put on your cowboy hat yada-yada-yada...Because it's time to hear the song (which sounds wild western-ey) 'Counting Stars'!'OneRepublic-Counting Stars'(PS, every bracket means another scene, y
Loveliness Life has lovelineLovelinessLife has loveliness to sellMusic like a curve of gold.Scent of pine trees in the rainEyes that love you,Arms that holdAnd for your spirits still delight.Holy thoughts that start the night.Spend all you have for loveliness.Buy it and never count the costFor one white singing hour of peace.Count many a year of strife well lost.And for a breath of ecstasy.Give all you have been or could ever be
Folk siger (Danish poem)Folk sigerat du er koldfolk sigerat du er mørkfolk sigerat du er ondmen folk sigerjo så megetMen jeg sigerat du er varmjeg sigerat du er lysjeg sigerat du er godjeg siger med alle mine ordat du er smukFor duer vinter
Skip TownThese streets are seething with leaches so I'm leaving to the beaches Where moving smoothly is not an option but a oracle that teaches No preacher knows these sands like this skin among my hands The sunny day inside my iris in a world with less demandsAnd when the leaves begin to wane, I'm retreating to the forest Where the colors absorb the linear in hopes that you explore it It's a maze with crystal flowers, frequent showers to plow your powers Into you returning the same soul, or developing thyself in hoursThe houses are filled with flame and smoke, I'm floating to the river With these skates, duo of shakes and shivers, the sno
Elephant Ears2 cups warm water not too hot---2 tablespoons sugar---2 tablespoons butter real butter---1 teaspoon salt---Mix 2 packages of yeast or 2 T. of yeast in 1/3 cup warm water---6 cups of BREAD FLOUR put in bowl. Combine everything in order and mix for 8-10 min---Spray with Pam---Then let rise in bowl till comes to top it is ready to make elephant ears at that point. Then when everyone is full make the rest into buns.<3