Seaman , your home is the ocean Seaman , let the dream Do not think about at home Seaman , wind and waves Call out you Your home is the ocean Your friends are the stars About Rio and Shanghai About Bali and Hawaii Your love is your ship Your longing is the distance And you 're only you trust A lifetime Seaman Sailor , Sailor Let the dream Your home is the deep blue sea think Your ship is your love Not to me And the stars are your best friends Seaman And though you find your thrills Because the stranger In the places far away from me more Just remember I 'm always waiting For on you When your journey ends Your home is the ocean Your friends are the stars About Rio and Shanghai About Bali and Hawaii Your love is your ship Your longing is the distance And you 're only you trust A lifetime
Oh oh Brandon,
He’s travelling tonight
He’s onboarding a flight
It looks just like Brandon
Must be the tears in my eyes
Is he really in love
Oh dear, we miss Brandon
Brandon, our mariner
I fell in love with his uniform
Oh dear Brandon,
You’re a mariner
In the sense of the seas
Brandon is leaving today
I can see his reflection
In my sunglasses
As he waves goodbye
Oh, he looks just like Brandon
Must be the tears in my eyes
Oh dear, Brandon has left these sunny shores
Oh Brandon, He’s leaving today
He’s flying out on a plane
Bound for the Far East
To sail those High Sea
Oh dear, Brandon he’s just a mariner
Oh dear me, Do I see tears in my eyes!
No, I’m just laughing and celebrating
Knowing now what a fool he’s been
Trying to charm all the girls
Sadly, he’s not a patch our my Captain Jack Aubrey
And never will be.
So Goodbye Brandon, my mariner.
Do I see tears in my eyes
No, its just the sun’s reflection on my eyes
The wind gently stirring
The leaves rustling in the distance
There she smiles
Raining her ambience gaze down upon me
As I howl out to the moon.
Her rays caress my soft skin
As I dance naked to the windy tune
Now unable to control your lust
Your hands wander as they grab out at my body
Mouth, Hands and other tools seek out the hidden doors
Upon the floor we wrestle
Naked and spent as the full moon smiles down
As the gentle breeze dances upon our bodies
Everytime I hear the wind rustle
I hear your name
Calling out to me
Miracles, still can happen
but, I believed I found one
the day I met you
I was surround by darkness
You turned it into light
I was full of sadness
you turned it into joy
Do you know,
just how much you mean to me
I love you more than words can ever say
Je t’aime plus que les mots peuvent dire
Sweet Mon Capitaine.
Originally posted on potatofaces:
There are some films you just can’t watch without craving for specific food or drink:
1. To start with, I can’t watch ‘ Sideways’ without a glass of pinot noir…Simply cannot be done!
2. ‘Waitress’ without any pie and trying to banish the urge to bake.
3. Whenever I watch ‘Moonstruck’ I have to make eggs fried in toast…( ideally with champagne on the side ) aah.
4. After a little session with ‘Goodfellas’ you have to make a perfect tomato sauce (cooked for hours, in the meantime taking care of ‘the business’).
5. Julie and Julia and Something’s Gotta Give make me want to go to Paris and dine at any bistro (but preferably Cafe de Flore).
6. All films directed by Eric Rohmer make me want to dine in the garden with lots of wine.
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Self-portraits of medieval book artisans are as exciting as they are rare. In the age before the modern camera there were limited means to show others what you looked like. In the very late medieval period, when the Renaissance spirit was already felt in the air, some painters made self-portraits or included themselves in paintings commissioned by others. Stunningly, the medieval painter Jan van Eyck showed himself in the portrait of Giovanni Arnolfini and his fiance: he is staring at you from the mirror that is hanging behind the couple. For those who still didn’t get it, he painted above it Johannes de eyck fuit hic, “Jan van Eyck was here” (Fig. 1, more here). He added the date 1434 to the picture, making it a particularly early selfie.
As far as producers of books is concerned, there were only two kinds…
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Now the adventures end
Leaving us all numb
Knowing our farewells have been spoken
But what care l
So, l’ll say goodbye
By joining the Navy
How it breaks my heart to leave these shores,
As the dawn is breaking
Tears are rolling down
As the harbour lights begin to call
It will be our last goodbye
As l begin a new adventure
In a different clime
So l wish you the final goodbye
A heart full of sadness
With broken promises
And both to blame
A head full of madness
Tears are never ending
Telling me to go
Hoping life will get better
Condemned to a life alone
Hoping and praying things will change
Release me from these chains
Let my love fly
And let me go.
Why does a random thought,
Make me remember your eyes
You’re soft velvet kisses
Why, Did l fall for you
Now l’ve gone and lost my mind
Because, l let you get under my skin
Why, have you driven me crazy?
With this overpowering desire
I don’t know why?
Do you know why?