a lost music

it might have happend to you too that you heard a song or a melody only once but you had no chance to find that anywhere. that happend to me about a year ago in Manaus where i heard this song in a restaurant called "o chefao" it was a place with the style of god father film. and a live band who played a song and scince that night i was searching for the song they played in all music stores i didnt know the name nor the artist just had no idea about the song and today i was just listening to some music which i got from a friend in manaus and boom!! that was it ... so i give you the honor to hear it now ;)



Nao vejo mais voce faz tanto tempo
Que vontade que eu sinto
De olhar em seus olhos ganhar teus abracos
verdade eu nao minto
E nesse desespero em que me vejo
Ja cheguei a tal ponto
De me trocar diversas vezes por voce
S pra ver se te encontro
Voce bem que podia perdoar
E s mais uma vez me aceitar
Prometo agora vou fazer por onde
Nunca mais perde-la
Agora, que faco eu da vida sem voce?
Voce nao me ensinou a te esquecer,
Voce s me ensinou a te querer
E te querendo eu vou tentando te encontrar
Vou me perdendo
Buscando em outros bracos seus abracos
Perdido no vazio de outros passos
Do abismo que voce se retirou e me atirou
E me deixou aqui sozinho
Agora, que faco eu da vida sem voce?
Voce nao me ensinou a te esquecer
Voce s me ensinou a te querer
E te querendo eu vou tentando me encontrar
E nesse desespero em que me vejo
Ja cheguei a tal ponto
De me trocar diversas vezes por voce
S pra ver se te encontro
Voce bem que podia perdoar...
Agora...
Vou me perdendo...

a persian poetry

پیوستن دوستان به هم آسان است

دشوار بریدن است و آخر آن است

شیرینی وصل را نمی‌دارم دوست

از غایت تلخیی که در هجران است

i cant translate those weighted scentences but they say that its easy for friends to come together but its always hard to leave a friend and most of the time there is such an end ... so i dont like the sweetness of recieving the friendship cos i know the bitterness will come at the end

Last week of Manaus, brain storming

they are now the last days in Manaus , the city where i lived in for more than 3 months. with all its good and bad and all those lovely people and new friends that i found here . now i have to leave all of them and hope to see them again soon again. all crazy stuff we did here and also the new culture and situatuins which i had to deal with and the nature of amazon with amazing views which can only be seen here , friends who we met here and they are really good people and the food and all thoes Kikao and acai that i eat and drank and the hostel of dona olga and the neighbours with wireless internet , the ugly cats in our hostel, the water which just pour inside the room after the rain, the rain which was every time like a shower in the nature, the bus system which is actually no system , controling the caos of buses driving into t2 and the centro with all those crouded stand where you can buy almost everything , the people who called us gringos, the beautiful faces and also ugly ones , policia militar with their armed forces in the city , the big and small boats in the rio negro , the big river which is bigger than a river it needs a word to express the bigness of that river, fish and food tucunare and tambaki , crowded markets of fruit and the huge amount of banana and mangos andananas , churascarias on the side of the street , footbal games with guys of condominos and paintball sessions , manauara the big shopping center of the city , the cinema nights ni the vip salon , having lunch for the first time in studio5 , getting for the first time the bus to the university and getting lost on the bus to some unknown neighourhoods of the city, ponta negra and praia da lua , the tropical hotel with the amazonian show just wow, nights of muiraquita where we went for the first week, nights where we went with izabel and came home in 7 of morning home, lucas and his stories of his beer beeing drunk by his father and getting rubbed in flavios hause, and stories of butterfly , my neighbour girl and the story of letter man , baba leafs and the trip the jungle with the crazy guide, having fun in the pool of the university every thursday, learning portugiese every day with adriana ,and playing volleyball with her husband not even understanding what he talks, days without electricity in the ufam, tiago and his nice family , the adventurous way of getting to ufam with the bus through the jungle like campus, cedar and graham and the stories of cedar with the restaurant girl at teatro amazonas, and graham and his special love to cupuacu, the trip to sitio with theses guys and having the caju nuts in the mouth and burning cos of the taste, riding on the back of the car of the sitio family ,streets of manaus which can never be even,streets going up and down,the big hole in the middle of the street,speed bus in the curves of campus,hot weather in christmas, the story of Forro parties in cabanas, boaring days of working until night in the lab and going to eat at ICHL and direto for a suco and salgado, havin the new year celebtration with lucas family and then the hause of anna , the great girl i met only twice, the trip with mathias to the city of presidente figueredo,the dead of my laptop , the dead of my external hardrive, the story of getting a bus ticket , visiting parks and zoo , going all night long to parque10 and just sitting and drinking until the morning , skol and bohemia, the concert of amazonian group in teatro amazonas, the sunday markt in the centro and tapioca and tucuma, the hippies who sold us the armbands,the picture on the student dorm with fernanda and kamila, sleeping on the hamags ,swimming in the river with the botos(dolphins),catching that big tucunare fish ,the little boy who lives alone in the jungle with his dad,fernanda and her stories,nights in the lab where we played a lot of ghost racon,rainy days in the lab,whatching the monkey family on the trees,the fiam conference with the german professors and their accent of english,the restaurant of izabel,habibs ,the problem with waiters,lots of churches in the city,getting the 20 litr water bottle,little leonardo every morning, the 6 years old victoria,thays,carlos bruno,gorgi,erica,paulo,vicente,lucas, jackson,alone,antonio,almir and the night in scout,all those dogs on the streets,life samba music in ET bar, happy people,the picture of latin america,houses with no rule in building them,the love for football and flamnego after their championship,walking with grahm an cedar over the bridge to the harbour,story of plocia federal,getting money from atms ,strange armoured money transfere cars with the soldier who had a shot gun,amazing picture of coulds over the tropical trees, getting wet in the rain, birthdays and celebrations with these great people, all these words and all these stories and much more of them are going to stay in my mind for ever. and i will learn good stuff from this city and these people and i hope to see all of them again and to keep in touch with them. important is not to forget good parts of the life. i never thought of being one day here in brazil and in this city and meet these people, its definately one of the best ears of my life until now.
but i have still one week here in Manaus in Amazonas;) so i will enjoy it.
Rio de janeiro its the next stop.

Hadji

just sitting around in my room and nobody is here , and i dont have something to work on , so i just filmed the rain ...

she...

She likes her camera and she is good with photos...

a New , New year

it was about 6 o clock and i was sleeping very nice in our air conditioned room and i was maybe dreaming of some nice stuff. i had no plan for going out for the new year but i had read about some nice parties and was waiting for other guys to confirm one of those parties to go . anyways it was a nice nap until some neighbors thought that they could just start the firework and start the celebrations right behind my window and they used real big explosives just for fun i guess . but i woke up with a very common shout in Brazil to show the anger " porrraaaa caralho" and i was just opening my eyes that second explosion made me real awake. thats the Brazilian way of party , just do it no matter where or when or with who .
the plan was to go for a family gathering with a friend of us Lukas, here in Manaus the traditions are different for the new year. people eat at 12 oclock with their families and then they go for parties. we eat with family of Luka, they were nice people i mean really nice people if you know what i mean. after we went to the home party of a friend of him , it was a hous inside a so called condomino , its like a closed complex of houses with a main entrance and security. it was a nice place with a small pool and bbq place and nice people again and nice weather bikini and so stuff.
we talked alot about different stuff and at some time people started to play Domino , which is a popular game here in Brazil. we got home at about 8 in the morning :D haha
that was a short story of new year. i have a pic too but its not new year just the christmas time with janni and anke.

cheers

Caetano Veloso - Felicidade Foi Embora

This is a nice song i heard in a restaurant in the city center of Manaus a place with Godfather style and plants of pepper hanging at the wall in small vases and antique looking atmosphere. every body had a uniform of old Italian mafia and hair styles of the film ...