Such an exquisite choice of clothing, pink trousers and a black shirt, embracing a woman otherwise found only in a sphere above dreams but not in reality. You are at the core of aesthetics and the adorable attraction of Asia. You are a realization of the Platonic idea of Beauty. The question for which woman Umberto Tozzis Te amo and Tu were meant now finally has found its answer.
[Umberto Tozzi: Te Amo, Tu, Lunes Gala 1979, Dailymotion/UA-cam] [Amedeo Minghi: Edera, La Vita Mia. UA-cam] [Led Zeppelin: How many more times. Royal Albert Hall 1970. UA-cam] [On my computer an acceptable 2:07 (-2:08) can only be achieved at Sogdia site, in normal viewing quality]
Hello, I am a tourist. No, I do not want a postcard of the Great Wall, The Forbidden City or The Summer Palace in Beijing. I want a postcard of 2:07 or 3:37. I would like to have an enlarged 2:07 on the whole wall of a museum of art and sit down on a sofa for a moment of admiration and contemplation. You are the Lady of the Ladies and the proof is the 2:07.
How many more times? I do not know how many more times I must wait for Your smile. 3:37 is the best, or the second after, turning Your head to Your right, when you smile. Your smile is always the best. The best thing in the whole world is Your smile. 2:07 is perhaps the best photo, You centred to the right, looking down, the open sea at Your right, it is so beautiful. It is a masterpiece in the art of photography. I prefer 2:07 to Mona Lisa in the Louvre. I prefer You.
Having gathered the necessary courage I am slowly and longingly approaching You while Amedeo Minghi is singing Edera and when the music stops, whoops, I am an insect. You and Your admiring little insect walking hand in hand along the shore of the sea standing out against the horizon and the setting sun while Amedeo Minghi sitting at the piano is singing La Vita Mia. How romantic, it would be the fulfilment of my romantic dreams. Think about how jealous all the other insects would be.
HOW MANY MORE TIMES? I would love to do that. I would love to stare foolishly at You, paralyzed by Your beauty, not having the remotest idea of how to behave in front of You. I would love to be transformed to an insect, not a big insect however, but a little insect, otherwise just as in Franz Kafkas book The Metamorphosis, as a punishment for believing me to be worthy of being within Your sight, to crawl at Your feet and be laughed at by Your people, just for the sake of being near You.
I would like to have You on a postcard. I would like to have You in a book on the art of photography. I would like to have You as an enlargement on the wall of a museum of art. I would like to have You smile and all over me one thousand and one nights.
Ана точная Узбекиская песня!!❤❤
Such an exquisite choice of clothing, pink trousers and a black shirt, embracing a woman otherwise found only in a sphere above dreams but not in reality. You are at the core of aesthetics and the adorable attraction of Asia. You are a realization of the Platonic idea of Beauty. The question for which woman Umberto Tozzis Te amo and Tu were meant now finally has found its answer.
❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤
Нахша Сенын тапмя без бергя Таин сень бергя сенычаным меня яхши бергя босмызчаным нахша унаты нахша хит булды хит
[Umberto Tozzi: Te Amo, Tu, Lunes Gala 1979, Dailymotion/UA-cam]
[Amedeo Minghi: Edera, La Vita Mia. UA-cam]
[Led Zeppelin: How many more times. Royal Albert Hall 1970. UA-cam]
[On my computer an acceptable 2:07 (-2:08) can only be achieved at Sogdia
site, in normal viewing quality]
Hello, I am a tourist. No, I do not want a postcard of the Great Wall, The Forbidden City or The Summer Palace in Beijing. I want a postcard of 2:07 or 3:37. I would like to have an enlarged 2:07 on the whole wall of a museum of art and sit down on a sofa for a moment of admiration and contemplation. You are the Lady of the Ladies and the proof is the 2:07.
How many more times? I do not know how many more times I must wait for Your smile. 3:37 is the best, or the second after, turning Your head to Your right, when you smile. Your smile is always the best. The best thing in the whole world is Your smile. 2:07 is perhaps the best photo, You centred to the right, looking down, the open sea at Your right, it is so beautiful. It is a masterpiece in the art of photography. I prefer 2:07 to Mona Lisa in the Louvre. I prefer You.
Having gathered the necessary courage I am slowly and longingly approaching You while Amedeo Minghi is singing Edera and when the music stops, whoops, I am an insect. You and Your admiring little insect walking hand in hand along the shore of the sea standing out against the horizon and the setting sun while Amedeo Minghi sitting at the piano is singing La Vita Mia. How romantic, it would be the fulfilment of my romantic dreams. Think about how jealous all the other insects would be.
Hangi ulkeden bunlar
Uzbekistan
toop
Qanchiqlaga uhshisan
HOW MANY MORE TIMES?
I would love to do that. I would love to stare foolishly at You, paralyzed by Your beauty, not having the remotest idea of how to behave in front of You. I would love to be transformed to an insect, not a big insect however, but a little insect, otherwise just as in Franz Kafkas book The Metamorphosis, as a punishment for believing me to be worthy of being within Your sight, to crawl at Your feet and be laughed at by Your people, just for the sake of being near You.
I would like to have You on a postcard.
I would like to have You in a book on the art of photography.
I would like to have You as an enlargement on the wall of a museum of art.
I would like to have You smile and all over me one thousand and one nights.
birazda başkaları yazsın oha :D