CaroCuore

I can't really explain it. I haven't got the words. It's a feeling that you can't control. I suppose it's like forgetting, losing who you are but at the same time something makes you whole.
It's like that there's a music play in your ear, and I'am listening, and I'am listening and then I disappear. And then I feel a change, like a fire deep inside something bursting me wide open impposible to hide and suddenly I'm flying, flying like a bird, like electricity.
E l e c t r i c i t y.
Sparks inside of me, and I'm free. It's a bit like being angry; it's a bit like being scared. Confused and all mixed up, and mad as hell. It's like when you've been crying and you're empty, and you're full. But I don't know what it is it's hard to tell. It's like that there a music playing in your ear.

Iron

Lion

Zion 

bob marley

Love is real, real is love.
Love is feeling, feeling love.
Love is wanting to be loved.
Love is touch, touch is love.
Love is reaching, reaching love.
Love is asking to be loved.
Love is you, you and me.
Love is knowing we can be.
Love is free, free is love.
Love is living, living love.
Love is needing to be loved.

♥

Ojalá se te acabe la mirada constante, la palabra precisa, la sonrisa perfecta. Ojalá pase algo que te borre de pronto: una luz cegadora, un disparo de nieve. Ojalá, por lo menos, que me lleve la muerte para no verte tanto, para no verte siempre, en todos los segundos, en todas las visiones. Ojalá que no pueda tocarte ni en canciones.

Dance!

It's so hot 

I can't stop

The music fills the room

Vibrations

Sensations

That beat goes boom boom boom

I've got to keep it together

I've got to keep it together

I've got to keep it together

Watch the crazy people dance

Let's dance!

Show me

Hold me

Control me

Take me

Shake me

Make me

Let's dance!