I Haven’t Changed

I haven’t changed
I am still that strange young man
who was singing love songs to you
who was inventing Sundays for you
who was making you travel…
I haven’t changed
I am still that guy a little bit mad
who used to tell you about America
but he wasn’t rich enough
to take you to Corfu (Greek Island

And you haven’t changed either
still the same light perfume
still the same little smile

I wanted to protect you
to look after you, to belong to you
I wanted to come back to you.
I haven’t changed

I haven’t changed
I am still choosing the road I please
Only one road on Earth
has succeeded to make me like it,
the one we were following together…

You Are The Only One

You are the only one I want near;
My one truly real wish is clear,
To be with you every single day, my dear.
Without you I will never be complete,
Just a lost soul floating downbeat,
With a heart that knows no heat.

You are the only one I need,
You are the only one for me indeed.
You are the only one I desire,
You are the only one who can light my fire,
You are the only one I long for,
You are the only one I adore.

 

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Never Tear Us Apart

Don’t ask meWhat you know is trueDon’t have to tell youI love your precious heart

I was standingYou were thereTwo worlds collidedAnd they could never tear us apart
We could liveFor a thousand yearsBut if I hurt youI’d make wine from your tears
I told youThat we could fly‘Cause we all have wingsBut some of us don’t know why
I was standingYou were thereTwo worlds collidedAnd they could never, ever tear us apart
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Nights are long

nights are long
without you,
the hollow hours
drag by so slowly
til dawn breaks

coffee my salvation,
work looms in
the hours of light

sunset and twilight
mesmerize the
tender side of me,
then night falls
empty of dreams
and touch

slowly the hours
pass by without you

 

speak of silences

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I speak of silences
with stars
silences for two
with signs
and messages
and sculptures of complicity
a soft silence like tenderness
and exhilarating Love
We recognize true love in that the silence of the other is no longer a void to be filled
but a complicity to be respected

In Your Arms

In your arms you hold me tight,
Never letting go through the night.
All my dreams are peaceful because of you,
Holding me in your arms like you do.

Your lips are as sweet as ever;
I wish to kiss them forever.
My heart beats only for you,
Holding me in your arms like you do.

When we met I knew it was fate.
I found my one true soulmate,
As I look into your loving eyes,
Knowing our love will never die.

So hold me in your warm embrace.
In your arms I’ll be no other place.
To be with the one I love, which is you,
Holding me in your arms like you do.

 

A Tear And A Smile

Mihran Kalaydjian – A Tear And A Smile – Poem by Khalil Gibran

 

I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart
For the joys of the multitude.
And I would not have the tears that sadness makes
To flow from my every part turn into laughter.

I would that my life remain a tear and a smile.

A tear to purify my heart and give me understanding
Of life’s secrets and hidden things.
A smile to draw me nigh to the sons of my kind and
To be a symbol of my glorification of the gods.

A tear to unite me with those of broken heart;
A smile to be a sign of my joy in existence.

I would rather that I died in yearning and longing than that I live Weary and despairing.

I want the hunger for love and beauty to be in the
Depths of my spirit,for I have seen those who are
Satisfied the most wretched of people.
I have heard the sigh of those in yearning and Longing, and it is sweeter than the sweetest melody.

With evening’s coming the flower folds her petals
And sleeps, embracingher longing.
At morning’s approach she opens her lips to meet
The sun’s kiss.

The life of a flower is longing and fulfilment.
A tear and a smile.

The waters of the sea become vapor and rise and come
Together and area cloud.

And the cloud floats above the hills and valleys
Until it meets the gentle breeze, then falls weeping
To the fields and joins with brooks and rivers to Return to the sea, its home.

The life of clouds is a parting and a meeting.
A tear and a smile.

And so does the spirit become separated from
The greater spirit to move in the world of matter
And pass as a cloud over the mountain of sorrow
And the plains of joy to meet the breeze of death
And return whence it came.

To the ocean of Love and Beauty—-to God.

To the Children

 

To you, the children…may you grow wise and strong–strong of heart.

With clarity and purpose may you learn well to care for her on whose back you walk…Mother Earth.

Even now, it is we who learn from you, as we watch you grow.
You forgive so quickly, and you love so unconditionally.

The light of spirit shines so brightly within you.

May you cultivate these things as you grow to become the leaders of tomorrow.

May you learn to live in harmony with one another, that your world may be a world of peace.

I believe in you

Mihran Kalaydjian – I believe in you

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If I were God and had the secret,
would you be accurate;
would prove (In the manner of bakers
when tasting the bread, that is:
with the mouth),

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and if that taste was like yours, that is
You smell yourself and your way
to smile and to remain silent,
and strictly shake my hand,
and kiss without harming
-of this I am sure: I put
much attention when you kiss;

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so, if I were God and I could repeat to repeat yourself,
always the same and always different,
without ever getting tired of the same game,
without either disdain you were

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why you were going to be in anything;
I do not know if I explain, but I
clarify that if it were God would best to be Mihran
to love you as I love you,
to await calmly you think to yourself every day
to be surprised every morning
newborn light your own
light, and run the impalpable curtain separating
the dream of life,  resucitándome your word,
Lazarus cheerful,

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I, still wet shadows and laziness,
surprised and absorbed
in contemplation of everything
who, together with myself,
recover and sound, move, stop
abandoned when -luego- shut …
(I hear your silence.
I hear constellations: you exist.
I believe in you.
You are.
It is enough for me).