Sometimes, when your heart is so full of love, as mine is now — and feeling so very blessed to be loved by one so beautiful and compassionate and kind — your body just wants to dance. Longs to dance. To move with the touch of the beloved, holding her in your arms. Feeling her heart beat with yours. With mine. … Come, my love, let us dance.
Here are the lyrics to this beautiful Serbian song:
Ajde Jano, kolo da igramo,
ajde Jano, ajde dus^o, kolo da igramo.
Ajde Jano, konja da prodamo,
ajde Jano, ajde dus^o, konja da prodamo.
Da prodamo, samo da igramo,
da prodamo, Jano dus^o, samo da igramo.
Ajde Jano, kuc’u da prodamo,
ajde Jano, ajde dus^o, kuc’u da prodamo.
Da prodamo, samo da igramo,
da prodamo, Jano dus^o, samo da igramo.
And the translation:
Come, Jana, let us dance the kolo.
Come, Jana, let us sell the horse.
We’ll sell them just so we can dance.
Come Jana, let us sell the house.
We’ll sell it just so we can dance.
Lovely – and spirited, can almost feel the dance here George!! š R
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I am so glad you liked it, Robyn. There is another version by the great Celtic singer Talitha MacKenzie that you might like: http://youtu.be/RrfiMtnahsY
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Exquisite combination…I could listen to the music clip over and over again.It is a lovely compliment to the writing.
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Thank you so, RL. I really just wanted to share the video clip, but then realized why the music touched me so as my own thoughts were so inspired by … another song. Another time and place. The very place I tried to capture with the background image to this blog. And I had to write something about that.
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…..I can try some moves now. š
Music is what I love, and this piece sends the energy of free-spirit. I can paint your smiling face through your lively words too. Amazing, George. Thank you for sharing this clip(your thoughts).
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Indeed, dear Pawan, my face was quite serenely smiling while writing these words, while listening to this music, while pondering the beauty of love and desire. And the joy of touch. Which I so deeply miss. But the memory of which exhilerates me.
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Aah!
Love we are made of. Your energy is shared to each and every person. Happy moment and blessings to you. š
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