Showing posts with label moon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moon. Show all posts
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Early Youth "Rêveries"
Early Youth "Rêveries" by @TheInkBee
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La la la la la la la la... la la la lalaaa, lalala. Laa!
I'd like to...
Fly away on a Rocket
Somewhere with music
And books,
Pens...lots of pens,
Mec pencils, few erasers,
Diaries, notebooks,
Sketchbooks too
Food and pots
Plates, forks and knives
A kitchen all set
A closet, a few drawers
Perhaps laundry room
Windows all over,
With curtains for shade
Light, lots of light
Candles, lamps, and bulbs
On my own little planet
I hope you'll come and see
The stars at night
The sun at dawn
The moon, the sky, the sea...
I live in space
Way past the clouds
I built a home
That's all my own
Come and visit me.
"Home is where your history begins" - Billie Letts
I'd like to...
Fly away on a Rocket
Somewhere with music
And books,
Pens...lots of pens,
Mec pencils, few erasers,
Diaries, notebooks,
Sketchbooks too
Food and pots
Plates, forks and knives
A kitchen all set
A closet, a few drawers
Perhaps laundry room
Windows all over,
With curtains for shade
Light, lots of light
Candles, lamps, and bulbs
On my own little planet
I hope you'll come and see
The stars at night
The sun at dawn
The moon, the sky, the sea...
I live in space
Way past the clouds
I built a home
That's all my own
Come and visit me.
"Home is where your history begins" - Billie Letts
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Tuesday
Florecitas show life
Whether I'm painting or not, I have this overweening interest in humanity. Even if I'm not working, I'm still analyzing people. Alice NeelEach petal is a story of our nature of our life of our world.
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Saturday
Colombian Doodle by MikAn
Search Amazon.com for colombia 
A mí deme un aguardiente, un aguardiente de caña,
de las cañas de mis valles y el anís de mis montañas.
No me dé trago extranjero que es caro y no sabe a bueno,
porque yo quiero siempre lo de mi tierra primero.
Ay! que orgullosos me siento de haber nacido en mi pueblo.
A mí cánteme un bambuco de esos que llegan al alma,
cantos que ya me alegraban cuando apenas decia mama.
Lo demas sera bonito pero el corazón no salta,
como cuando a mi me cantan una canción colombiana.
Ay! que orgullosos me siento de haber nacido en mi patria.
Ay! que orgulloso me siento de ser un buen colombiano
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de las cañas de mis valles y el anís de mis montañas.
No me dé trago extranjero que es caro y no sabe a bueno,
porque yo quiero siempre lo de mi tierra primero.
Ay! que orgullosos me siento de haber nacido en mi pueblo.
A mí cánteme un bambuco de esos que llegan al alma,
cantos que ya me alegraban cuando apenas decia mama.
Lo demas sera bonito pero el corazón no salta,
como cuando a mi me cantan una canción colombiana.
Ay! que orgullosos me siento de haber nacido en mi patria.
Ay! que orgulloso me siento de ser un buen colombiano
...﴾͡๏̯͡๏﴿..!
Sunday
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