Love songs for all you old romantics ( Archived) (10)

It´s Valentines Day now here in Spain.

Happy Valentine's Day Jan...

Thanks Ken, same to you!

I wish I had a Valentine just for tomorrow.

Happy Valentines day to you
This song is "Shannon Noll" Angles brought me here




Enjoy

Awww! A beautiful girl like you will never be short of Valentines luscious.

Here´s one very apt for you...it´s old though!

I mostly get weird men. No chemistry whatsoever!





I love soul music, Jan! I love it, thanks!

Another Valentine wish from Spain, this by Nicaraguan Ruben Dario, as I see Swan as the ultimate hallmark of lasting love:

Leda

El cisne en la sombra parece de nieve;
su pico es de ámbar, del alba al trasluz;
el suave crepúsculo que pasa tan breve
las cándidas alas sonrosa de luz.

Y luego, en las ondas del lago azulado,
después que la aurora perdió su arrebol,
las alas tendidas y el cuello enarcado,
el cisne es de plata ,bañado de sol.

Tal es, cuando esponja las plumas de seda,
olímpico pájaro herido de amor,
y viola en las linfas sonoras a Leda,
buscando su pico los labios en flor.

Suspira la bella desnuda y vencida,
y en tanto que al aire sus quejas se van,
del fondo verdoso de fronda tupida
chispean turbados los ojos de Pan.

[Translated by Danilo López]

The swan in the shadows resembles snow;
His beak is amber, a glow of translucent dawn;
The soft dusk so swiftly passes
Its light blushes on candid wings.

Soon after, on the waves of blue hued lake,
After the sunrise has lost all flush,
The wings spread and the arched neck,
The swan is silver, bathed by the sun.

Such it is, when the silken wings inflates,
Olympian bird wounded with love,
Raping Leda on sonorous roiling waters,
Its beak searching her flower of lips.

The beauty exhales naked, defeated
And while her lament goes away with the wind,
From the green forest of thick canopies
Pan’s eyes are watching disturbed.