Love is in the air

Dear diary,

Sunny Tuesday, although a bit cold, it’s -2 ° in Trento. The calendar shows 14th of February. Yes, that day which some people love and some others hate.  Not much in the mood to write about festivity itself, I wrote about that last year. I want to dedicate this day to love in general. Love - that sentiment which should be a part of us every single day, not on a specific day of year.  Today, I really do not want to spend so many words on emotions. I will let the music to speak for me. I’ve chosen some of my favorite love songs, in different languages. Enjoy! Have a nice day..and don’t forget, love is in the air every and each day of your life! 

 Pablo Aboran, "Solamente Tú"

Whitney Houston, "Greatest Love Of All

Pavarotti & Barry White, "My first, my last, my everything"

Dolly Parton - I will always love you 

Diana Ross & Lionel Richie, "Endless love"

Charles Aznavour, "Morire d'amore"

Amalia Rodriguez, "Mon amour 

Cesaria Evora, "Historia de un amor"

Let's sing together!

With love, 

Emy 

Let’s talk about love – part 1

Dear diary,

What a lovely although very cold Monday. New day, new week, the second one of this month. My calendar, and not only mine, shows 14^th - known all over the world as the Saint Valentine’s Day. A day of love, of people who are loved and in love too. There are many theories on its origin but the favorite one of most people is a legendary romantic version based on roman priest Valentine who was executed on 14^th February because he married one very much in love couple. However, it’s not that certain that this guy really existed. There are some historical writings that speak about two Valentine’s and that was why, although the pope made him a saint in the 5th century, St. Valentine was “expelled” from the catholic calendar during the 1969 revision. Since then St. Valentine’s day became a celebration of all people who are in love, still exists in some particular calendars, and is celebrated all over the world. Thanks to globalization it became quite commercialized, today we have special shops and offers dedicated to St. Valentine’s Day, and what really matters is often forgotten.

What really matters you may ask now. It’s all about love I’d say. We should take care of people we love not only on 14^th February but on every day of our life. Today we live quite fast, have a lot of things to do, and have less time for our beloved. Than what we do, in order to compensate what we lost, we are giving very expensive gifts on occasion of Saint Valentine to people we love. Money can’t buy emotions. Money can’t buy happiness although some people believe in such a theory. Maybe am so old-fashioned, but I believe in power of words, in power of love which is expressed, in poetry and music. Every moment of our life is so important, don’t waste any of them. Tell people you love how much you care. Make a postcard by your own hands, be creative. Say what your hearth is hiding to people you love. But remember, 14^th February is not only today, or better shouldn’t be celebrated only today. Love should be celebrated every day, every month, every year.

Saint Valentine maybe has no sense to people who feel alone, who are alone. What’s your status? Oh, poor me, I’m single! So what? Who cares. Love is not only about with whom we share it. Love is a sentiment, a universal language understood all over the world. Love has a million of shapes. I simple love, and I can make a big list of people and things I love. I love life, although sometimes it is so complicated. Love connects people no matter where they are and who they are. Love is a noun we can say a lot about. So, never stop speaking about love. Love makes the world go around.

Happy St. Valentine!

To be continued…. In some other language.

Let’s talk about love - intro

Dear diary,

It was a quite nice Sunday, totally in line with tomorrow 14^th February celebration. I had to write an article about Saint Valentine day for a magazine and in order to get some useful inspiration I decided to search for an old cd that Katarina once labeled as very depressive. Maybe, could be. However, I’ve found it and it was, especially one song, my Sunday’s soundtrack. The cd is “Let’s talk about love” and the singer is one of my favorites, Celine Dion.

I believe in love as emotion that should be celebrated every day not just on 14^th February. And as the song says: ” There are people around the world - different faces different names. But there's one true emotion that reminds me we're the same...” No matter where we are and who we are, the language of love is unique.

Before going to sleep I decided to share some poems that give me emotions. The first one is “Ausencia” of Jorge Luis Borges. The second one “Le jardin” of Jacques Prévert. The third one is “Iskrena pesma” of Milan Rakić.

Ausencia

Habré de levantar la vasta vida
que aún ahora es tu espejo:
cada mañana habré de reconstruirla.
Desde que te alejaste,
cuántos lugares se han tornado vanos
y sin sentido, iguales
a luces en el día.
Tardes que fueron nicho de tu imagen,
músicas en que siempre me aguardabas,
palabras de aquel tiempo,
yo tendré que quebrarlas con mis manos.
¿En qué hondonada esconderé mi alma
para que no vea tu ausencia
que como un sol terrible, sin ocaso,
brilla definitiva y despiadada?
Tu ausencia me rodea
como la cuerda a la garganta,
el mar al que se hunde.

Le jardin

Des milliers et des milliers d'années

Ne sauraient suffire

Pour dire

La petite seconde d'éternité

Où tu m'as embrassé

Où je t'ai embrassée

Un matin dans la lumière de l'hiver

Au parc Montsouris à Paris

A Paris

Sur la terre

La terre qui est un astre.

Iskrena pesma

O, sklopi usne, ne govori, ćuti,

Ostavi misli nek se bujno roje,

I reč nek tvoja ničim ne pomuti

Bezmerno silne osećaje moje.

Ćuti, i pusti da sad žile moje

Zabrekću novim, zanosnim životom,

Da zaboravim da smo tu nas dvoje

Pred veličanstvom prirode; a potom,

Kad prođe sve i malaksalo telo

Ponovo padne u običnu čamu,

I život nov i nadahnuće celo

Nečujno, tiho potone u tamu,

Ja ću ti, draga, opet reci tada

Otužnu pesmu o ljubavi, kako

Čeznem i stradam i ljubim te, mada

U tom trenutku ne osećam tako.

I ti ćes, bedna ženo, kao vazda

Slušati rado ove reči lažne,

I zahvalićeš Bogu što te sazda,

I oči će ti biti suzom vlazne.

I gledajući vrh zaspalih njiva

Kako se spušta nema polutama,

Ti neceš znati šta u meni biva,

Da ja u tebi volim sebe sama,

I moju ljubav naspram tebe, kad me

Obuzme celog silom koju ima,

I svaki živac rastrese i nadme,

I osećaji navale ko plima.

Za taj trenutak života i milja,

Kad zatreperi cela moja snaga,

Neka te srce moje blagosilja.

Al' ne volim te, ne volim te, draga!

I zato cu ti uvek nesto reći: ćuti,

Ostavi dusu nek spokojno sniva,

Dok kraj nas lišce na drvetu žuti

I tama pada vrh zaspalih njiva.

Let’s talk about love not only tomorrow but every day of our lives. Love is, remember, one that makes the world go around.

Good-night.