dimanche 16 août 2009

drawing about some kbs hosts





































To the soul of dae-soo the guitar of hope



In my sweetly dream I hear someone play a piece of piano sonata

Like a shadow of a Ghost he appears.

My soul wants to embrace this pastoral dream to reach the place

From where the music come and come.

The smooth tunes like vividly candles silently accompany

Me guiding me to a vastest universe.

Someone seat with tears in his eyes, his wispy hair as torrent of

Passion Slammed through his chest.

His trembling fingers play and play softly unforgotten melodies

Upon the face of the smiley piano.
The piano laughs like a grandiose voice of Emperor, or like greatest

Tones of hope and life.

The piano breath splashed in the corners of my heart like turbulent

Waves against the rocky shores.

The sacred souls touch the violins that play as breaking trumpets,

Winds and drum in the joyous song of dae-soo.

While the angles were playing with the harmonica that reverberates

Notes for the korean fine music.

This fizzing tune that moving my emotions like thunders in the

Face of the glace.

I hear my heart smile with longing weeps softly into a deep few old

Love fragments.

I feel so weird of joyous memories come around me and my

Sympathetic tears will stream.
The silence breath gives me quiet tremolos rustling gently my soul

Like if it calling from close horns.
The melodic tunes and smooth tones are clearing the face of a

Sombre depth of this very mysterious place.
Notes welcomed me; take me to the love that sends my warm soul

To dae-soo mysterious paradise.

Where bloomed the perfect roses of tones with the songs spring

Breaths.

The silence sounds of the nine marvellous regional Chinese folk

Songs psalms of thanks and love fly high in the place.

Like eternal question conducted by dae-soosolitary genius in the

Silence of this gloomy afternoon.

Songs like a wide sea of expanding mystery fill of hope and

Emotion of capricious airs and laughing faces.

Songs that healing light of candles to shine over our hearts

Tenderly they lighting our minds among the storms of strife and

Sorrow.


The Romance at the Dancehall a duty solemn renew the faith in

Spirit of death man.


The korean music a special luminous of lightning melodies

Whitening the sad and fear faces.
Oh dae-soo let your divine fine songs take me to the land of

Mercy where

The enemies in grace they can once smile and each other they

Embrace.

Where the weak, the strong can stand together the wrong and right

Here are same.

Where love and strife, joy and sorrow can have just one meaning.

Where the storms can't cry where the rain fall gently on this mercy

Land.
Where the knowingness dance with the unknowingness together

Spread pleasure upon pain.

Where the laughing eyes are hold in the smiley faces that's the

Eternal happiness and the mainly purity.
Where there's the free truth that can lend to the darkness length

Where eyes of blind can also see this joyful light.