This is my share of today :-)
posted by Chakameh Azimpour at 9:37 AM
Friday, December 21, 2007
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About Me
- Name: Chakameh Azimpour
- Location: Thousand Oaks, California, United States
I have been born in Iran and my family live in Isfahan. The biggest love of my life is my country. I did my education in Genetics, However, my deep interest is in Persian poetry, literature and history.
6 Comments:
Nice one! Thanks for sharing;)
سلام چکامه
قطعه زیبایی است.اگر چه بجز عنوان آن مابقی شعر را نفهمیدم ولی چه باک.که گفته اند شنیدن کی بود مانند دیدن.بقول شاعر برید از اونا بپرسید که شنیده هارو دیدن.در حین تماشای کلیپ این سوال برایم پیش آمد که آیا پایان عشق پایان زندگی است؟ حافظ جواب می دهد:
هرگز نمیرد آنکه دلش زنده شد به عشق
ثبت است در جریده عالم دوام ما
Salam Chakameh Jan:
I came a few days ago and watched that clip, and I went away, because something in it had stirred me, making me very emotional. I came back to write my comment.
This is a beautiful song and a beautiful video. It has the most wonderful concept: the idea of coming together as young people and staying together through old age. That is truly the most valuable gift two people can have. It is what everyone should strive to have. When the clip gets to the part of only one of the elderly couples sitting on the chair, next to an empty chair, I couldn't control myself and cried for the loneliness and loss that old woman must be feeling. It did touch me very much and I thank you for that. Long live love!
Merry Christmas my friend.
Hello Masoud. Thanks for visiting. You can search google for "Dance me to the end of love" and get the lyrics for the song. Then you will get more out of it.
:-))
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Nazy joon. So nicely you wrote what I always felt. Few years ago when I was still in Vienna my husband, a friend at that time, came to visit me. There are so many elderly people in Vienna (The median age is very high in Austria) and we were looking at them walking in the street hand in hand and kissing each other like teenage-lovers and we were thinking this is the way we wanna be. It is a very difficult task, but as you said "Long live love" my friend.
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