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July 16 Luxus--Giorgio Armani(Italia)奢侈是一种时间的艺术 永远抢先一步 并能历久弥新
Giorgio Armani--不着痕迹的优雅
品质诠释：当你不知道穿什么时 穿Armani就没错了
设计准则：理智的分析态度 世界均衡观念
设计理念：禅学 删除不必要装饰 强调舒适性 表现不繁复的优雅
服装风格：中性 高雅简洁 庄重洒脱
获得荣誉：1982年《时代》杂志的封面人物
夹克衫之王
80年代的夏奈尔
个人评论：当男士首次穿上我设计的时装甚至行为都会因此而改变 July 08 No vale la pena que te ameSchopenhauer urges us not to be too hard on ourselves for the obsession and despair it can drive us to when it goes wrong,to be suprised at how much rejection hurts is to ignore just what acceptance would have involved......
Me gustaria hacer cualquier cosa a excepcion de amarte,estoy arreglando mis sentimientos leyendo mi propio diario,me doy cuenta de que de veras ya quiero renunciar a amarte,pues no me has amado desde el principio hasta el fin,siempre lidias conmigo con una actitud puramente formal e ignoras mis sentimientos una y otra vez,mi amor,ya me da la sensacion de que la fuerza no responde a la buena voluntad,ya no puedo seguir mas...este amor para ti,no vale la pena que tenga yo alguna indecision,no vale la pena que lo tome en consideracion,tampoco vale la pena que te haya amado...tal recuerdo,ya no vale la pena que lo mencione,ni vale la pena que lo recuerde,ni vale la pena que llore...este amor para ti,si lo llego a saber,lo habria renunciado cuanto antes,no debia de perder el tiempo en busca del milagro...tu,mi tal amado,ya no vale la pena que te odie ni vale la pena que este de mal humor por tu causa pq ya estoy dispuesta a renunciar a amarte,no te dejare romper mi corazon de nuevo....
我爱过他 有时他也爱我 爱情如此短暂 而遗忘太长
Tonight I can write
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write,for example,"The night is shattered and the blue stars shiver in the distance."
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
And I loved him,and sometimes he loved me too.
Through nights like this one he held me in his arms.
He kissed me again and again under the endless sky.
He loved me and somtimes I loved him too.
How could one not have loved his great still eyes?
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have him,to feel that I have lost him.
To hear the immense night,still mores immense without him.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.
What does it matter that my love could not keep him?
The night is shattered and he is not with me.
This is all.In the distance someone is singing.In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost him.
My sight searchs for him as though to go to him.
My heart looks for him,and he is not with me.
The same night,whitening the same trees.
We,of that time,are no longer the same.
I no longer love him,that's certain,but how I loved him!
My voice tried to find the wind to touch his hearing.
Another's.He will be another's.Like my kisses before.
His voice,his bright body.His infinite eyes.
I no longer love her,that's certain,but maybe I love her.
Love is so short,forgetting is so long.
Because through nights like this one he held me in his arms.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost him.
Though this be the last pain that he makes me suffer.
And these the lasta verses that I write for him. |
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