Válgame's Blog
September 14, 2014
Letters To Niloufar (Letter 2) - I Miss you
Perhaps it has been several weeks since I last wrote you my dear Niloufar, and today feel the need to write again, what a wonderful feeling going through my fingers and my heart every time I write a word, oh my dear Niloufar.
Just the thought of your beautiful eyes read every letter I write to you it filled me of emotion, my heart sends these missives of love to my fingers and ink from my pen as if it were feeding on my blood drops, work the miracle of making possible your eyes perceive my feelings and deposited in the mailbox of your heart.
Now the night is coming and silence has taken over every corner of my room, it looks as if elves and fairies of the wood near my house had been aware of the fact that I'm writing, they have left for their moments games, laughter and spells to read what I am writing you at this time.
How can be the love I feel for you so hard to express and so easy to feel ?, do not know, it's a mystery that I cannot solve, maybe I find it difficult to express because I cannot see your eyes, or caress your hair, or hear the whispering voice that your lips emit.
A strange cold feeling comes over me at this very moment, this reminds me cold nights when your hugs comforted me, the days when your eyes lit me even more than the sun itself, and your words sweetened the environment, ultimately my beautiful Niloufar, I miss you so much.
Water is indispensable for this life, without it they could not sing the birds in my garden nor the wind may shake the leaves of the haunted wood where I ride on my lonely nights.
I'm the dried almond seed that craves the rain comes, who knows patiently wait for the water comes, to germinate and become a tree growing day by day until the day flourish and bring about other seeds.
You’re the longed water one day will bring me the rain, yes my dear Niloufar, the rain will bring me this life so patiently I’m yearning, this life that will give us the fruit of love for two lovers we are.
But never be sad, my beautiful Niloufar because time passes because my love for you not only continues, but grows every day, and with this love, increase my hope to one day we'll reunite.
«I miss you»
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Oh No, I wouldn’t spend another night alone,
alone with the coldness of these sheets,
alone with the darkness of this night,
alone with the silence of this house.
Oh yeah even spend a night more sheltered,
sheltered from the heat of your body,
sheltered by the light of your eyes,
sheltered by your sweet words
I ask only this life,
four lines and a rhyme,
to recite,
you're my water and I’m your seed.
_________________________________
Zori 2ª Parte
Just the thought of your beautiful eyes read every letter I write to you it filled me of emotion, my heart sends these missives of love to my fingers and ink from my pen as if it were feeding on my blood drops, work the miracle of making possible your eyes perceive my feelings and deposited in the mailbox of your heart.
Now the night is coming and silence has taken over every corner of my room, it looks as if elves and fairies of the wood near my house had been aware of the fact that I'm writing, they have left for their moments games, laughter and spells to read what I am writing you at this time.
How can be the love I feel for you so hard to express and so easy to feel ?, do not know, it's a mystery that I cannot solve, maybe I find it difficult to express because I cannot see your eyes, or caress your hair, or hear the whispering voice that your lips emit.
A strange cold feeling comes over me at this very moment, this reminds me cold nights when your hugs comforted me, the days when your eyes lit me even more than the sun itself, and your words sweetened the environment, ultimately my beautiful Niloufar, I miss you so much.
Water is indispensable for this life, without it they could not sing the birds in my garden nor the wind may shake the leaves of the haunted wood where I ride on my lonely nights.
I'm the dried almond seed that craves the rain comes, who knows patiently wait for the water comes, to germinate and become a tree growing day by day until the day flourish and bring about other seeds.
You’re the longed water one day will bring me the rain, yes my dear Niloufar, the rain will bring me this life so patiently I’m yearning, this life that will give us the fruit of love for two lovers we are.
But never be sad, my beautiful Niloufar because time passes because my love for you not only continues, but grows every day, and with this love, increase my hope to one day we'll reunite.
«I miss you»
_________________________________
Oh No, I wouldn’t spend another night alone,
alone with the coldness of these sheets,
alone with the darkness of this night,
alone with the silence of this house.
Oh yeah even spend a night more sheltered,
sheltered from the heat of your body,
sheltered by the light of your eyes,
sheltered by your sweet words
I ask only this life,
four lines and a rhyme,
to recite,
you're my water and I’m your seed.
_________________________________
Zori 2ª Parte
September 13, 2014
Letters To Niloufar (Letter 1) - You are my Inspiration
Hello my dear Niloufar, today I write to you my first letter from Madrid, so far and yet so near you. We've known for some time and I must apologize for not having found time to write up today, but today finally fulfill the promise that one day I made you.
There is so much that I have to tell, so many anecdotes that happened to me I don’t know where to start, you know that life is capricious, sometimes brings you moments of happiness and sometimes sadness, but one day I took a promise myself to remember only the good times.
That is why, my dear Niloufar, my letters just show you the cheerful and happy side of me, as the sad and melancholy side could not show you even if I wanted, because I've always been faithful to my promises.
But despite my promise, I will not deprive you of my melancholic side because all the letters I sent you since today will end with one of my poems and you know that when I write a poem, I connect my hands directly to my heart, ignoring thought.
My beautiful Niloufar, forget us now poetry and melancholy and talk about happiness, joy I felt the day on which the fate joined our ways, don’t you know what that day I was the happiest man under the stars?
Here's Niloufar, do not think a day goes by without my thinking of you, I remember every day that purity of thought that characterizes you, your intelligence, your kindness and understanding. The day I met an angel descended from heaven to cross our paths, I so far from you and you so far from me, that angel made possible the miracle of two shooting stars collide and light up the sky with its brightness.
I knew that heaven had given me what I had so longed for, the muse I never had, my inspiration which I cannot quench my thirst for drink forever, yes Niloufar, you're the creator of my prose and my verses, which lights my way when I'm lost, coming to my rescue in the middle of my dreams.
«You are my inspiration»
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Oh, my sun, I love your words of encouragement,
you, my muse overseas,
my faithful friend, my air and my breath.
Inspiring of my pen
guiding me battered roads
oh, my flower, I love you so much I love you,
until it hurts the soul of this uncertain love,
because without you I would be, as the cup without wine,
as the dry creek, as a procession without crying,
Oh my life!, like the moon without sun,
as a fiddle without singing,
the mountains with no wind.
Oh love, love you and love you so much,
is that for your love I die,
my soul dies for you,
while my heart wanders sad and lonely,
aimlessly, live, live suffering.
Without you, my dear, I without you,
would be a sad parchment
without pen or weight.
_________________________________
Zori 1ª Parte
There is so much that I have to tell, so many anecdotes that happened to me I don’t know where to start, you know that life is capricious, sometimes brings you moments of happiness and sometimes sadness, but one day I took a promise myself to remember only the good times.
That is why, my dear Niloufar, my letters just show you the cheerful and happy side of me, as the sad and melancholy side could not show you even if I wanted, because I've always been faithful to my promises.
But despite my promise, I will not deprive you of my melancholic side because all the letters I sent you since today will end with one of my poems and you know that when I write a poem, I connect my hands directly to my heart, ignoring thought.
My beautiful Niloufar, forget us now poetry and melancholy and talk about happiness, joy I felt the day on which the fate joined our ways, don’t you know what that day I was the happiest man under the stars?
Here's Niloufar, do not think a day goes by without my thinking of you, I remember every day that purity of thought that characterizes you, your intelligence, your kindness and understanding. The day I met an angel descended from heaven to cross our paths, I so far from you and you so far from me, that angel made possible the miracle of two shooting stars collide and light up the sky with its brightness.
I knew that heaven had given me what I had so longed for, the muse I never had, my inspiration which I cannot quench my thirst for drink forever, yes Niloufar, you're the creator of my prose and my verses, which lights my way when I'm lost, coming to my rescue in the middle of my dreams.
«You are my inspiration»
_________________________________
Oh, my sun, I love your words of encouragement,
you, my muse overseas,
my faithful friend, my air and my breath.
Inspiring of my pen
guiding me battered roads
oh, my flower, I love you so much I love you,
until it hurts the soul of this uncertain love,
because without you I would be, as the cup without wine,
as the dry creek, as a procession without crying,
Oh my life!, like the moon without sun,
as a fiddle without singing,
the mountains with no wind.
Oh love, love you and love you so much,
is that for your love I die,
my soul dies for you,
while my heart wanders sad and lonely,
aimlessly, live, live suffering.
Without you, my dear, I without you,
would be a sad parchment
without pen or weight.
_________________________________
Zori 1ª Parte
February 13, 2014
Granada
Granada
Tell me why I fell for you,
from the first day I saw you,
took hold of my feeling,
that it sparked in my heart,
It is a spell that touches your soul
and don't leave more you try,
elf Nazari.
And you're the most beautiful,
the stars envy you,
from east to west,
no place that boasts,
not covet your sun, your mountains,
your heaven, your moon, your people and
a wide sea.
Tell me if time forgot you,
still treasuring all the splendor,
when the king Boabdil attempted,
owning your heart
is that no one can captivate you,
because whoever tries is prisoner
your majesty.
Muslim queen are you,
I think about you every day,
I'm a poor captive,
prisoner of your designs,
I want to return to your side,
and be your companion until death,
came to me.
Generalife Gardens
your fountain emanates freshwater,
the scent of your jasmine
brings to mind happy times,
where are you now sultana?
I long to see you every morning
but you aren't here.
Nasrid Palace,
you that harbor between your boundaries,
to that which was once my beloved,
let out of his cell,
does not deserve such cruel punishment
allows me to see her,
just one more time.
Alcazaba fortress,
faithful custody of other eyes,
who aren't of the court,
and charms Morayma
tell her that I do not forget,
from Albaicin I sing,
every dawn.
Michelangelo Saez
Tell me why I fell for you,
from the first day I saw you,
took hold of my feeling,
that it sparked in my heart,
It is a spell that touches your soul
and don't leave more you try,
elf Nazari.
And you're the most beautiful,
the stars envy you,
from east to west,
no place that boasts,
not covet your sun, your mountains,
your heaven, your moon, your people and
a wide sea.
Tell me if time forgot you,
still treasuring all the splendor,
when the king Boabdil attempted,
owning your heart
is that no one can captivate you,
because whoever tries is prisoner
your majesty.
Muslim queen are you,
I think about you every day,
I'm a poor captive,
prisoner of your designs,
I want to return to your side,
and be your companion until death,
came to me.
Generalife Gardens
your fountain emanates freshwater,
the scent of your jasmine
brings to mind happy times,
where are you now sultana?
I long to see you every morning
but you aren't here.
Nasrid Palace,
you that harbor between your boundaries,
to that which was once my beloved,
let out of his cell,
does not deserve such cruel punishment
allows me to see her,
just one more time.
Alcazaba fortress,
faithful custody of other eyes,
who aren't of the court,
and charms Morayma
tell her that I do not forget,
from Albaicin I sing,
every dawn.
Michelangelo Saez
