EVER WONDER WHAT JANGO THINKS OF YOU AND ABOUT YOU ?

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NO PICTURES , NO SHOUTS , NO COMMENTS , NO FRIENDS . NO COMMUNICATION FROM JANGO BEFORE IT HAPPENED OR EVEN NOW !

WRITE TO JANGO EVERY HOUR AND ENCOURAGE YOUR FRIEND ON JANGO TO E-MAIL JANGO ASYOU DO THE SAME / FILL UP THE JANGO SERVERS WITH YOUR OPINIONS AND COMMUNICATIONS .

JANGO IS NOT NEW AND MAY NOT BE ANYTHING WITHOUT SUPPORT OR SUPPORTERS.

A pickle before bed

If I were to share this with you unscramble thought lost and confused to lay my head down to soft stricken sounds to maidens with harp and lute

If I were to dream you in gold should I treasure my hold or let it slip away, at the break of the day when eyes widen to being awake

a dance I have had in my mind where poets and painters do dine I smoked a pipe with Van Gogh talked of starry nights and potatoes Lord Byron, and I speculated on the moon in the sky Twain taught, everything on frog, everything I might want to know

I shared a pastel from Degas, stole a sweet kiss from Mary Cassatt I swam in Monet?s lilies, felt kind of silly Salvador and Picasso were fishing for koi

can I share with you quick gentle thrill and tickle you with William?s favorite quill we mustn?t mingle about when Shakespeare finds out I accidentally spilled India ink from his crystal ink well

So lay you back in your bed dreamscapes are awesome in red as part of my dream, I send you off on a stream of tickle fish, wanton wishes, on smooth silver seas

Now I have shared this with you unscramble thought lost and confused I lay my head down with syllables and nouns and smile at the friend I have found

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Il me dit que je suis belle

Et quand le temps se lasse

De n'être que tué

Plus une seconde ne passe,

Dans les vies d'uniformité

Quand de peine en méfiance,

De larmes en plus jamais

Puis de dépit en défiance

On apprend à se résigner

Viennent les heures sombres

Ou tout peut enfin s'allumer

Ou quand les vies ne sont plus qu'ombres

Restent nos rêves à inventer

Il me dit que je suis belle

Et qu'il n'attendait que moi

Il me dit que je suis celle

Juste faite pour ses bras

Il parle comme on caresse

De mots qui n'existent pas

De toujours et de tendresse

Et je n'entends que sa voix

Des mensonges et des betises

Qu'un enfant ne croirait pas

Mais les nuits sont mes églises

Et dans mes rêves j'y crois

Eviter les regards, prendre cet air absent

Celui qu'ont les gens sur les boul'vards

Cet air qui les rend transparents

Apprendre à tourner les yeux

Devant les gens qui s'aiment

Eviter tous ceux qui marchent à deux

Ceux qui s'embrassent à perdre haleine

Y a-t-il un soir, un moment

Ou l'on se dit c'est plus pour moi

Tous les mots doux, les coups de sang,

Mais dans mes rêves, j'y ai droit

Il me dit que je suis belle

Et qu'il n'attendait que moi

Il me dit que je suis celle

Juste faite pour ses bras

Des mensonges et des betises

Qu'un enfant ne croirait pas

Mais les nuits sont mes églises

Et dans mes rêves j'y crois

Il me dit que je suis belle...

Je le vois courir vers moi

Ses mains me frôlent et m'entrainent

C'est beau comme au cinéma

Plus de trahison, de peines

Mon scénario n'en veut pas

Il me dit que je suis reine

Et pauvre de moi, j'y crois

Hmm, pauvre de moi, j'y crois

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He tells me that I'm beautiful

And when time grows tired

Of being just killed

Then not one second passes anymore,

In the monotony lives

When from pain to suspicion,

From tears to "never again"

Then from sour grapes to mistrust

You learn to resign yourself

The dark hours come

Or everything can light up at last

Or when lives are nothing but shadows anymore

Our dreams still remain to be made up

He tells me that I'm beautiful

And that he was waiting for me only

He tells me that I'm exactly the one

Made for his arms

He speaks like a caress

Words that don't exist

About forever and tenderness

And I can hear his voice inly

He's just ying and blathering

Even a child wouldn't believe him

But the nights are my churches

And in my dreams, I do believe him

Avoiding the eyes, taking this absent-minded expression

The one people on the boulevards wear

That expression that makes them transparent

Learning to look away

From lovers

Avoiding all those walking in couple

Those kissing and hardly breathing

Is there a night, a moment

When you think "they're not for me anymore,

All those sweet talks, fits of rage"

But in my dreams, I am entitled to them

He tells me that I'm beautiful

And that he was waiting for me only

He tells me that I'm exactly the one

Made for his arms

He's just lying and blathering

Even a child wouldn't believe him

But the nights are my churches

And in my dreams, I do believe him

He tells me that I'm beautiful...

I see him running towards me

His hands brush against my skin and take me away

It's beautiful like a movie

No more betrayal, no more pain

My script doesn't want any of them

He tells me that I'm a queen

And, woe is me, I believe him

Hmm, woe is me, I do believe him

JUST ASK , BE POLITE AND RESPECTFUL THEN THE SAME WILL BE SHOWN BACK AT YOU

DON`T TRY TO PLAY GAMES YOU ONLY B.S. YOURSELF , I LEARNED NOT TO BE A FOOL, SORRY GUYS I ONLY ACCEPT REQUESTS WITH PICTURES , NO PHOTO NO FRIENDSHIP , I`M TIRED OF GUYS WHO CHANGE THEIR USERNAME N NO PIC N STILL TRY TO FRIEND ME AFTER THEY BEEN CUT ! GROW UP KIDS!! AND ONE MORE THING DO NOT ADD ME FOR JUST ADDIN A PIC OR A NUMBER TO UR FRIENDS LIST, BE INTERACTIVE OR ELSE IT`S BYE BYE !! I`M HAPPY , FUN N POSI+IVE BUT DO NOT TEST MY PATIENCE CUZ I`M NOT ABOUT TOO MUCH LOL , HAVE FUN , MAKE THE MOST OF IT , THIS BEAUTIFUL LIFE IS SHORT , BLESS YOU ALL, PEACE .

A SPECIAL THANKS TO ALL MY WONDERFUL FRIENDS HERE , THANKS FOR YOUR KINDNESS AND SUPPORT , THANKS TO ALL WHO BEEN THERE FOR ME WHEN NEEDED , NOW I MAY SAY I HAVE A JANGO FAMILY HERE , THANKS DAVE , THANKS ARRON , THANKS NANCY , THANKS DEAR SPIDEY :)), THANKS ERIC ,THANKS BILL, THANKS MARK , THANKS ANTOINE , THANKS TONI ...OH THIS GONNA TAKE LONG ... THANKS TO ALL OF YOU MY AMAZING FRIENDS , I REALLY APPRECIATE YOUR FRIENDSHIP , LOVE YOU ALL . SMILES , KISSES AND HUGS TO YOU ALL .

MARRIAGE AND RELATIONSHIPS ONLY LAST ONE DAY, AND YET

WHEN YOU SAY

I LOVE YOU,

I TRUST YOU

I MISS YOU,

I WANT YOU ,

I NEED YOU ,

I WANT YOU TO WANT ME ,

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH

THIS MOMENT , TODAY .....

THEN RELATIONSHIPS AND MARRIAGE LAST ONE DAY AT A TIME , DAY BY DAY, EVERYDAY FOR A LIFETIME ...

LOVE IS A VERB .

Love is a verb,

It ain't a thing

It's not something you own

It's not something you scream.

When you show me love

I don't need your words,

yeah love ain't a thing

Love is a verb

Love ain't a thing,

Love is a verb.

Love ain't a crush,

it ain't an excuse

No, you can't get through love,

on just a pile of I. O. U 's

Love ain't a drug

despite what you've heard

yeah, love ain't a thing,

Love is a verb

Love ain' t a thing,

Love is a verb

So you've gotta show, show, show me.

show ,show, show me

show, show ,show me

love is a verb.

You've gotta show, show , show me.

show, show, show me

show, show ,show me

Love is a verb.

Love ain't a thing,

Love is a verb