He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn’t play for the money he wins
He doesn’t play for respect
He deals the crads to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden loaw of a probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance

I know that the spades are swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that’s not the shape of my heart

He may play the jack of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the memory of it fades

I know that the spades are swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that’s not the shape of my heart

And if I told you that I loved you
You’d maybe think there’s something wrong
I’m not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
Those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear are lost

I know that the spades are swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that’s not the shape of my heart

We were at Bled lake this summer and listen somebody play Pink Floyd at Latino cafe.

They were not so good but it was nice anyway to remember big guys with big music.

Paco de Lucia – Entre dos aguas (1976).
He is young here.
If you are in Slovenia this August by chance don’t miss his concert in Ljubljana
25 Aug 2010 at 20:30, 26 Aug 2010 at 20:30
Poletno gledališ?e Križanke / Križanke Summer Theatre

Songwriters: John Bettis, Albert Louis Hammond
I wanna call the stars
Down from the sky
I wanna live a day
That never dies
I wanna change the world
Only for you
All the impossible
I wanna do

I wanna hold you close
Under the rain
I wanna kiss your smile
And feel the pain
I know what’s beautiful
Looking at you
In a world of lies
You are the truth

And baby
Everytime you touch me
I become a hero
I’ll make you safe
No matter where you are
And bring you
Everything you ask for
Nothing is above me
I’m shining like a candle in the dark
When you tell me that you love me

I wanna make you see
Just what I was
Show you the loneliness
And what it does
You walked into my life
To stop my tears
Everything’s easy now
I have you here

And baby
Everytime you touch me
I become a hero
I’ll make you safe
No matter where you are
And bring you
Everything you ask for
Nothing is above me
I’m shining like a candle in the dark
When you tell me that you love me

In a world without you
I would always hunger
All I need is your love to make me stronger

And baby
Everytime you touch me
I become a hero
I’ll make you safe
No matter where you are
And bring you
Everything you ask for
Nothing is above me
I’m shining like a candle in the dark
When you tell me that you love me

You love me
When you tell me that you love me

Music by Tarja Turunen – Damned and Divine

It on’t help if you wait for me.
I’m a slave to the dark.
I know I’m not a saint, you see.
The dawn is when it starts.

Feel the shadow of my oblivion
Hoping mercy would show her face.
On the road to your own perdition
In the coal-blackened rain.

Frozen in time, yearning forbidden wishes.
Damned and divine.
Scars of my broken kisses.
What will follow if tomorrow’s blind?
My eternal night.

As the wind takes me away from you
Before the morning light.
My sins are fading into view
I’m so weary deep inside

Feel the shadow of my oblivion
Hoping mercy would show her face
On the road to your own perdition
I may see you again.

Frozen in time, yearning forbidden wishes.
Damned and divine.
Scars of my broken kisses.
What will follow if tomorrow’s blind?
My eternal night.

Every single dawn I die again.

French

C’est étrange,
Je ne sais pas ce qui m’arrive ce soir,
Je te regarde comme pour la première fois.
Encore des mots toujours des mots
Les mêmes mots
Je ne sais plus comme te dire,
Rien que des mots
Mais tu es cette belle histoire d’amour…
Que je ne cesserai jamais de lire.
Des mots faciles des mots fragiles
C’était trop beau
Tu es d’hier et de demain
Bien trop beau
De toujours ma seule vérité.
Mais c’est fini le temps des rêves
Les souvenirs se fanent aussi
Quand on les oublie
Tu es comme le vent qui fait chanter les violons
Et emporte au loin le parfum des roses.
Caramels, bonbons et chocolats
Par moments, je ne te comprends pas.
Merci, pas pour moi
Mais tu peux bien les offrir à une autre
Qui aime le vent et le parfum des roses
Moi, les mots tendres enrobés de douceur
Se posent sur ma bouche mais jamais sur mon coeur
Une parole encore.
Paroles, paroles, paroles
Écoute-moi.
Paroles, paroles, paroles
Je t’en prie.
Paroles, paroles, paroles
Je te jure.
Paroles, paroles, paroles, paroles, paroles
Encore des paroles que tu sèmes au vent
Voilà mon destin te parler….
Te parler comme la première fois.
Encore des mots toujours des mots
Les mêmes mots
Comme j’aimerais que tu me comprennes.
Rien que des mots
Que tu m’écoutes au moins une fois.
Des mots magiques des mots tactiques
Qui sonnent faux
Tu es mon rêve défendu.
Oui, tellement faux
Mon seul tourment et mon unique espérance.
Rien ne t’arrête quand tu commences
Si tu savais comme j’ai envie
D’un peu de silence
Tu es pour moi la seule musique…
Qui fit danser les étoiles sur les dunes
Caramels, bonbons et chocolats
Si tu n’existais pas déjà je t’inventerais.
Merci, pas pour moi
Mais tu peux bien les ouvrir à une autre
Qui aime les étoiles sur les dunes
Moi, les mots tendres enrobés de douceur
Se posent sur ma bouche mais jamais sur mon coeur
Encore un mot juste une parole
Paroles, paroles, paroles
Écoute-moi.
Paroles, paroles, paroles
Je t’en prie.
Paroles, paroles, paroles
Je te jure.
Paroles, paroles, paroles, paroles, paroles
Encore des paroles que tu sèmes au vent
Que tu es belle!
Paroles, paroles, paroles
Que tu est belle!
Paroles, paroles, paroles
Que tu es belle!
Paroles, paroles, paroles
Que tu es belle!
Paroles, paroles, paroles, paroles, paroles
Encore des paroles que tu sèmes au vent

English
Alain:
It’s strange, I do not know what happens tonight
It’s like watching you for the first time

Dalida:
Still words words always the same words
I do not know how to tell you
Nothing but words
But you are this beautiful love story that I have never stopped reading
Words are easy words fragile it was too good
you are yesterday and tomorrow
it’s too good
As always my only truth
But it’s over time dreams
Memories fade as when we forget
You are like the wind that makes violins sing
And takes the scent of roses
Caramels, candies and chocolates
Sometimes I do not understand you
Thank you, but not for me
You may well offer another
Who loves the wind and the scent of roses
words wrapped in a soft sweetness
arise on my mouth, but never on my heart
A word again

Words and words and words
Listen
Words and words and words
I beg you
Words and words and words
I swear to you
Words and words and words and words
Words and more words that you sow the wind

This is my destiny you speak, you speak like the first time
Still words words always the same words
Because I want you to understand me
Nothing but words
Whether you m’écoutes at least once
Words magic words that sound wrong tactics
You are my dream defended
Yes so wrong
My only torment and my only hope
Nothing stops when you start
If you knew as I want a bit of silence
You are for me the only music
That makes the stars dancing on the dunes
Caramels, candies and chocolates
If you did not exist already …
Thanks not for me, but
You may well offer another
Who loves the stars on the dunes
words wrapped in a soft sweetness
land on my mouth but never on my heart
Another word just a word

Words and words and words
Listen
Words and words and words
I beg you
Words and words and words
I swear to you
Words and words and words and words
Words and more words that you sow the wind
Whether you are beautiful!
Words and words and words
Whether you are beautiful!
Words and words and words
Whether you are beautiful!
Words and words and words
Whether you are beautiful!
Words and words and words and words
Words and more words that you sow the wind.

The Monestary at Montserrat boys’ choir – June 2010

Sunlight bright upon my pillow
Lighter than an eiderdown
Will she let the weeping willow
Wind his branches round
Julia dream, dreamboat queen, queen of all my dreams

Every night I turn the light out
Waiting for the velvet bride
Will the scaly armadillo
Find me where I’m hiding

Julia dream, dreamboat queen, queen of all my dreams

Will the misty master break me
Will the key unlock my mind
Will the following footsteps catch me
Am I really dying

Julia dream, dreamboat queen, queen of all my dreams

Palacio del Flamenco Barcelona located on Balmes, 139 near Diagonal metro station (L3 green line).
You get also glass of wine sangria – national Catalan fruit wine – cold and tasty.

The disco has come along way since Jimmy Saville put two turntables together along with a microphone and gave birth to the DJ! As Pas got more powerful and speakers bigger the disco and the DJ ensured that the music was loud and the biggest hits of the day were played. Recent trends have seen a reversal of this with the birth of silent discos, yes SILENT discos.

Groups of people dancing together on mass in silence! Well not quite silence, as every individual have on their own set of headphones and are listening to and dancing along to a DJ, in some cases there are even two DJs so you can choose who you are listening to and could be listening to a totally different song to the dancer next to you.

Silent discos can take place in a range of places and because of the nature of these discos they will not run afoul of local noise restrictions, perfect for dancing and partying into the early hours of the morning. So if you are looking for a party with a difference a silent disco could be the choice for you.