Our lives ... or The journey to Ithaca

Well ... as you know Ithaca is the homeland of Odysseus. Homer explains the long and difficult way back from Troya to Ithaca of Odysseus and his men. Fooled by the Gods the journey to Ithaca became one of the more Dangerous but more Extraordinary journey that no man has ever done. A lot of knowledge and wisdom Odysseus got from this journey, and after several years he came back to Ithaca... older... but being a better man than when he left home.

This tale makes me think that moving from my home, although it was tough and difficult it has been one of the better decisions I have made. Now I don't really when I will come back, but for sure I will bring back with me a big luggage full of friends, good and bad memories, wisdom and over all the feeling to be a different man.

The song is from Lluis Llach and it has been translated from catalan, so excuse me for any gramatical mistake I could do (I did my best)

As you set out for Ithaca
hope your road is a long one,
full of adventure, full of discovery.

You have to pray for a long road,
for many mornings when
you enter harbours you're seeing for the first time,
and to go to cities to learn what they know.

Arriving there is what you're destined for.
But don't hurry the journey at all.
Better if it lasts for years,
so you're old by the time you reach the island,
wealthy with all you've gained on the way,
not expecting Ithaca to make you rich.

Ithaca gave you the marvellous journey.
Without her you wouldn't have set out.
She has nothing left to give you now.
And if you find her poor, Ithaca won't have fooled you.
Wise as you will have become, so full of experience,
you'll have understood by then what these Ithacas mean

Far away, far away of the fallen trees
that now imprision you,
and when you beat them
remember not to stop again.

Far away, always far away,
far away than the day than now ties you.
And when you will be free
start again with new steps.

Far away, far away,
far away of the tomorow that is coming.
And when you would think that you arrive,
be able to find new paths.

Good journey to the warriors
that are faithfull to their land,
that the God of winds helps
the sail of their ship,
and although the fight
they have the pleasure to be loved.
Fill the nets of the beloved stars
full of adventures
full of wisdom.

All I really want to do.... is to be your friend!

Hej! This one is for you miss K. Hehehe!
At least the only one that looks that look my blog and make any comment, although it was only to complain ;-P


Just post this picture to show how I miss when we were all together in danish class. Unfortunetly you are too much inteligent to be in a class of stupids like me, that the only thing that can say in danish is "jeg forstår ikke" and ...."måske ja måske nej"... hehehe!!!!

See you soon soon ahhhhh!! and thank you for these crazy
and dirty parties in "The Larmer"!!

I ain't lookin' to compete with you, Beat or cheat or mistreat you, Simplify you, classify you, Deny, defy or crucify you. All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you. No, and I ain't lookin' to fight with you, Frighten you or uptighten you, Drag you down or drain you down, Chain you down or bring you down. All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you. I ain't lookin' to block you up Shock or knock or lock you up, Analyze you, categorize you, Finalize you or advertise you. All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you. I don't want to straight-face you, Race or chase you, track or trace you, Or disgrace you or displace you, Or define you or confine you. All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you. I don't want to meet your kin, Make you spin or do you in, Or select you or dissect you, Or inspect you or reject you. All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you. I don't want to fake you out, Take or shake or forsake you out, I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me, See like me or be like me. All I really want to do Is, baby, be friends with you.

I shall be released... from you

Well... My mood looks better today than yesterday, and hopefully worst than tomorrow! Right now I'm doing a big effort for this would be true, although there are things that don't help anyway! A lot of work would help me to keep my mind away from these pointless thoughts. I must go through all these things... please stop thinking on her! Just pick up the anchor and be free again...

They say every man must need protection

They say that every man must fall

Yet I swear I see my reflection

Someplace so high above the wall

I see the light come shinin'
from the west on to the east
any day now, anyday now
I shall be released

Down here next to me in this lonely crowd

There's a man who swears he's not to blame

All day long I hear him crying out loud

Calling out that he's been framed

When the "spring" comes in

Life goes on... the danish spring is "almost" here, I hope ;-(

Now it is time to look forward. New things are out there. Some new things will be brought by the chill winds of spring and some others, that were always close to you, will appear to show you that nothing you left behind could be better than the one is gonna come... I hope...




Oh the time will come up
When the winds will stop
And the breeze will cease to be breathin'
Like the stillness in the wind
'Fore the hurricane begins
The hours when the ship comes in.

And the seas will split
And the ship will hit
And the sands on the shoreline will be shaking
Then the tide will sound
And the wind will pound
And the morning will be breaking.

Oh the fishes will laugh
As they swim out of the path
And the seagulls they'll be smiling
And the rocks on the sand
Will proudly stand
The hour that the ship comes in.

And the words that are used
For to get the ship confused
Will not be understood as they're spoken
For the chains of the sea
Will have busted in the night
And will be buried at the bottom of the ocean.

A song will lift
As the mainsail shifts
And the boat drifts on to the shoreline
And the sun will respect
Every face on the deck
The hour that the ship comes in.

Then the sands will roll
Out a carpet of gold
For your weary toes to be a-touchin'
And the ship's wise men
Will remind you once again
That the whole wide world is watchin'.

Oh the foes will rise
With the sleep in their eyes
And they'll jerk from their beds and think they're dreamin'
But they'll pinch themselves and squeal
And know that it's for real
The hour that the ship comes in.

Then they'll raise their hands
Sayin' we'll meet all your demands
But we'll shout from the bow your days are numbered
And like Pharaoh's tribe
They'll be drownded in the tide
And like Goliath, they'll be conquered.

It ain't me baby who you are looking for

This one is dedicated to what could be but finally wasn't... with sorrow:




Go 'way from my window,
Leave at your own chosen speed.
I'm not the one you want, babe,
I'm not the one you need.
You say you're lookin' for someone
Never weak but always strong,
To protect you an' defend you
Whether you are right or wrong,
Someone to open each and every door,
But it ain't me, babe,
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe,
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe.


Go lightly from the ledge, babe,
Go lightly on the ground.
I'm not the one you want, babe,
I will only let you down.
You say you're lookin' for someone
Who will promise never to part,
Someone to close his eyes for you,
Someone to close his heart,
Someone who will die for you an' more,
But it ain't me, babe,
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe,
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe.


Go melt back into the night, babe,
Everything inside is made of stone.
There's nothing in here moving
An' anyway I'm not alone.
You say you're looking for someone
Who'll pick you up each time you fall,
To gather flowers constantly
An' to come each time you call,
A lover for your life an' nothing more,
But it ain't me, babe,
No, no, no, it ain't me, babe,
It ain't me you're lookin' for, babe.