Dear members, welcome to MyEc Cafe!
Take a sit, feel comfortable and order a coffee :)
This is place where you can stay as long as you want.. it is open 0-24 h.
It would be great if you share your thoughts, ideas, current emotions, song that you are listening, or photo or saying that touched you.. You can write a poem while you are looking through the window.. You can even do monologues.. or simply be silent.. feel like at home ))
ps. idea about MyEc Cafe is not mine.. I have seen in on Gabriel Sowrian page, but as it is not active so much lately (last 10 years) , and as it has no option for posting photos or videos, i decided to open new one.. hope he wont mind..
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Hello O.M.
I didn't hear this song before but I like it. It's a perfect symbiosis between Lyrics, melody and the singer's voices.
Thanks for sharing this song with us.
To be honest, me neither. But when I heard it I wanted to share it here for the same reasons you have mentioned. Thank you for listening )))
I just love all of them: The composer (Igor Krutoi), the author (Lara Fabian), and the singer (Dimash). Such a marvelous international trio.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jfIcuEzd6ps
Your Love
Where are you now?
I still remember us
Where are the times
Where we were one
When we were whole
Do you recall?
Nothing was dangerous
We had the strength to live our dreams
To feed our souls
Now, what is left of all this love
Aside the pain that I fight against
What can I do to love again?
Believe, I can survive
Where do you live?
What do you do at night?
Do you still care?
Do you still share memories?
And when I sing, do you still hear my voice?
Singing to you every note, I conceive
Now, what is left of all this love
Aside the pain that I fight against
What can I do to love again?
Believe I can survive
How can I scream your name out loud?
And rewrite all our lives hoping that
You, will hear every tear I thee cry
Now, what is left of all this love
Aside the pain that I fight against
What can I do to love again?
Believe I can survive
How can I scream your name out loud?
And rewrite all our lives hoping that
You, will hear every tear I thee cry
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Happy New Year to all guests of MyEC Cafe.
I've recorded one of my poems. I hope you enjoy listening to it.
Here you go!
I watch the moon.mp3
I watch the moon
Awake at night
I look at sky.
the song of stars
my lullaby.
I watch the moon
since it did rise
it has your face
and loving eyes
I watch the moon
I close my eyes
you call my name
I hear your voice
I watch the moon
and feel your kiss
so deep inside
how much I miss.
I see the moon
and hear its song
from love it sings
where I belong
I see the moon,
it's clear to me
I'll wait for you
and you for me.
Oh moon on sky
give power me
to see the light
and worries flee.
The song of moon
it fills my room
but quiet and fast
the sun comes soon.
I'm not afraid
moon comes next night
I'll be awake
to see its light.
To see its light,
it fills my room
I hear its song
I watch the moon.
Dear Rose, i enjoyed reading, as always.. every strophe is full of emotions.. sometimes, moon, as a company, in deep nights give us precious moments..
Moon is very often inspiration for those in love...
Just, i dont know why i can not hear you well on this link :/ it must be sometthing wtong on my pc.. coz i see Shaheen could listen you.. ://
Thank you so.much for sharing
Dear Bossona.
I'm sorry, I don't know why you couldn't hear my voice well.
I once had this experience when I was going to listen to someone's record. I tried listening again another time and it worked. Don't ask me why (LOL)
Loved it, Rose. So touching. Loved your choice of words: "the song of stars my lullaby" or "the moon...has your face and loving eyes". You have a poetic soul.
Thanks for sharing and voice recording. It's really different to read the poem or to hear what the author wants to say.
Sorry for being late: Happy New Year ))
Thanks, dear O.M.
I am happy you liked my poem.
There is no reason for an apology, we can't be online here all the time.
As it always happens, wonderful rhyming. I love to hear your voice. Thanks for sharing.