Words are not just words
they are kisses
on the lips of silence
that speak of your essence
~Vesna~

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Happy Birthday Art Garfunkel


A silky veil

in a slow dance.

A perfect partner
in a lonely evening.

A scent of serenity
in a crowded place.

A humming joy
while driving the car.

Your voice is a warmth,
a comfort.

You are simply
unforgettable ...




BRIGHT EYES - 14/04/1979
6 weeks at #1 - 19 weeks on chart

Is it a kind of a dream
Floating out on the tide
Following the river of death downstream
Oh is it a dream

There's a fog along the horizon
A strange glow in the sky
And nobody seems to know where it goes
And what does it mean
Ohoh is it a dream

Bright eyes, burning like fire
Bright eyes, how can you close and fail
How can the light that burned so brightly
Suddenly burn so pale
Bright eyes

Is it a kind of a shadow
Reaching into the night
Wandering over the hills unseen
Or is it a dream

There's a high wind in the trees
A cold sound in the air
And nobody ever knows when you go
And where do you start
Oh into the dark

Bright eyes, burning like fire
Bright eyes, how can you close and fail
How can the light that burned so brightly
Suddenly burn so pale
Bright eyes

Bright eyes, burning like fire
Bright eyes, how can you close and fail
How can the light that burned so brightly
Suddenly burn so pale
Bright eyes

4 comments:

zoe said...

what a beautiful video! thank you, vesna :)
happy birthday, art!

Migue said...

You make me remember an LP that I had 25 years ago. I loved Simon and Garfunkel. :) I have to come back to my mum's to look for it.

Vesna said...

thanks Zoe and Migue for being here:)
it is so cool to have party together here with you :)

Jean Francois said...

Beautiful post sweet Vesna!

You make me remember a lot of things from years back, much more than the music...

You are an angel...