Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Life is beautiful
Posted by diana at 10:52 AM 0 comments
hey now, hey now
have you ever seen such a beautiful night?
I could almost kiss the stars for shining so bright.
When I see you smiling I goâ€Â¦oh, oh, ohhI would never want to miss this,
Cause in my heart, I know what this is.
Hey now, hey now
this is what dreams are made of.
hey now, hey now
this is what dreams are made of
Iâ€ve got, somewhere I belong.
Iâ€ve got, somebody to love.
This is what dreams, are made of.
(this is what dreams are made of)
Have you ever wondered what life is about?
You could search the world and never figure it out.
You donâ€t have to sail the oceansâ€Â¦no, no, no oh
Happiness is no mystery, itâ€s here and now,
itâ€s you and me, yeah
Hey now, hey now
this is what dreams are made of.
hey now, hey now
this is what dreams are made of
Iâ€ve got, somewhere I belong.
Iâ€ve got, somebody to love.
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This is what dreams, are made of.
Open your eyes
(this is what dreams are made of)
shout to the skies
(this is what dreams are made of)
then I see you smiling I go, oh, oh, ohh
yesterday my life was duller
now everythingâ€s technicolour
Hey now, hey now
this is what dreams are made of.
hey now, hey now
this is what dreams are made of
Iâ€ve got, somewhere I belong.
Iâ€ve got, somebody to love.
This is what dreams, dreams,
This is what dreams, are made of.
Hey now, hey now
(hey hey hey hey)
hey now
(hey hey hey hey)
this is what dreams
(hey now, hey now, hey hey hey hey)
(this is what dreams)
what dreams are made of.
Posted by diana at 9:52 AM 0 comments
salam..
Posted by diana at 9:21 AM 0 comments
Sunday, September 5, 2010
A boring day! hu3x
Posted by diana at 11:46 AM 0 comments
Friday, September 3, 2010
kWn2 ak, sesungguhnya ak rndu pd korang..
Posted by diana at 10:34 PM 0 comments
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Yesterday is History,
'Tis so far away
Yesterday is Poetry
'Tis Philosophy
Yesterday is mystery
Where it is Today
While we shrewdly speculate
Flutter both away
Posted by diana at 4:07 PM 0 comments
Love is like the wild rose-briar,
Friendship like the holly-tree—
The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms
But which will bloom most constantly?
The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring,
Its summer blossoms scent the air;
Yet wait till winter comes again
And who will call the wild-briar fair?
Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now
And deck thee with the holly's sheen,
That when December blights thy brow
He may still leave thy garland green.
Posted by diana at 4:07 PM 0 comments
Be a Friend Be a friend. You don't need money;
Just a disposition sunny;
Just the wish to help another
Get along some way or other;
Just a kindly hand extended
Out to one who's unbefriended;
Just the will to give or lend,
This will make you someone's friend.
Be a friend. You don't need glory.
Friendship is a simple story.
Pass by trifling errors blindly,
Gaze on honest effort kindly,
Cheer the youth who's bravely trying,
Pity him who's sadly sighing;
Just a little labor spend
On the duties of a friend.
Be a friend. The pay is bigger
(Though not written by a figure)
Than is earned by people clever
In what's merely self-endeavor.
You'll have friends instead of neighbors
For the profits of your labors;
You'll be richer in the end
Than a prince, if you're a friend.
~ Edgar Guest ~
Posted by diana at 3:06 PM 0 comments