Friday, August 31, 2007

Movie --- Evan Almighty



My friend, do you have anything to do this weekend? If your answer is no, I highly recommend this movie to all of you … Evan Almighty.

From the title of the movie, you would guess that it´s a very amusing story. In fact, there are some gags which make you laugh. But I think that it is not the message that the director wants to convey to his audience.

To summarize, it is actually the story in bible (Noah Ark). The male character (Alas, Carell) began his career as congressman after winning in the political campaign in which he always claimed himself as the one who could change the world. Finally, he was chosen by the god as the role of Noah to save the lives of the animals.

I love this movie very much. It reminds us the things that we always forgot. For instance, from a broader view, do we care the environment in which we live? Do we have faith in all the things arranged by our god? Could we 100% guarantee that we would stay around our companions when they fall from the peak, suffer from distress,…Do we spend enough time with our family members, friends, etc. Do you have sincerity in the job which we are working? Or, we’re just pursuing the fame and wealth which are generally regarded as symbols of being success in our society nowadays.

Do you have interest in watching this movie? Do you share the same views with me or develop your views quite different from mine after watching this movie. I wanna listen…jeje

Friday, August 17, 2007

La Oreja de Van Gogh


Cancion : Rosas

En un día de estos en que suelo pensar
"hoy va a ser el día menos pensado",
nos hemos cruzado, has decidido mirar,
a los ojitos azules que ahora van a tu lado

Desde el momento en el que te conocí
resumiendo con prisas Tiempo de Silencio
te juro que a nadie le he vuelto a decir
que tenemos el récord del mundo en querernos.

Por eso esperaba con la carita empapada
a que llegaras con rosas, con mil rosas para mí,
porque ya sabes que me encantan esas cosas
que no importa si es muy tonto, soy así.
Y aún me parece mentira que se escape mi vida
imaginando que vuelves a pasarte por aquí,
donde los viernes cada tarde, como siempre,
la esperanza dice "quieta, hoy quizás sí..."

Escapando una noche de un bostezo de sol
me pediste que te diera un beso.
Con lo baratos que salen mi amor,
qué te cuesta callarme con uno de esos.

Pasaron seis meses y me dijiste adiós,
un placer coincidir en esta vida.
Allí me quedé, en una mano el corazón,
y en la otra excusas que ni tú entendías.

Por eso esperaba con la carita empapada
a que llegaras con rosas, con mil rosas para mí,
porque ya sabes que me encantan esas cosas
que no importa si es muy tonto, soy así.
Y aún me parece mentira que se escape mi vida
imaginando que vuelves a pasarte por aquí,
donde los viernes cada tarde, como siempre,
la esperanza dice "quieta, hoy quizás sí..."

Y es que empiezo a pensar
que el amor verdadero es tan sólo el primero.
Y es que empiezo a sospechar
que los demás son sólo para olvidar...

Por eso esperaba con la carita empapada
a que llegaras con rosas, con mil rosas para mí,
porque ya sabes que me encantan esas cosas
que no importa si es muy tonto, soy así.
Y aún me parece mentira que se escape mi vida
imaginando que vuelves a pasarte por aquí,
dondé los viernes cada tarde, como siempre,
la esperanza dice "quieta, hoy quizás sí..."

Roses

In a day of these in which I think as usual
“Today it is going to be the day without many thoughts”
We have passed each other, you have decided to look at the blue eyes that go to your side right now.

From the moment in which I knew you
summing up hurriedly into Time of Silence
I swear before you that I have decided not to tell anyone that we have the record of the world in which we love each other.

Because of that, with my face soaked with teardrops, I used to expect that you will come back with roses, with thousands of roses for me, because you already know that I love all those things that it doesn’t matter if it is very foolish, that’s the way I am.
Still, I can’t believe that my life escaped imagining that you’ll pass by again, where every Friday, every afternoon, as always, the hope says “Still, today perhaps yes…”

A night escaping from a yawning of sun,
You asked me to give you a kiss.
As my love is so cheap,
What makes you feel hard to keep me silent with one of those (kisses).

Six months passed & you say goodbye to me,
A pleasure of meeting you in this life
There, I left my heart in one hand
and in the other, excuses that you would neither understand.

Because of that, with my face soaked with teardrops, I used to expect that you will come back with roses, with thousands of roses for me, because you already know that I love all those things that it doesn’t matter if it is very foolish, that’s the way I am.
Still, I can’t believe that my life escaped imagining that you’ll pass by again, where every Friday, every afternoon, as always, the hope says “Still, today perhaps yes…”

And I begin to think
that only the first part of the love is so true.
And I begin to suspect
that the rest of it is only for being forgot.

Because of that, with my face soaked with teardrops, I used to expect that you will come back with roses, with thousands of roses for me, because you already know that I love all those things that it doesn’t matter if it is very foolish, that’s the way I am.
Still, I can’t believe that my life escaped imagining that you’ll pass by again, where every Friday, every afternoon, as always, the hope says “Still, today perhaps yes…”

(The translation by Anthony L de Hong Kong)