I am writing my thesis about policies towards small islands - a comparative study between a couple of islands in my native Croatia and a couple of islands in Newfoundland, Canada. And as I sit on this sunny, but cold Newfoundland day, I miss those lovely warm, Croatian evenings so I am listening to Klapa Cambi. The klapa music is a form of traditional Croatian a cappella singing,
says wikipedia.
Here is a taste:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r4EDmo8_AhE
The lyrics are something like:
My beautiful, I am starting to show my years
like young grapevines in the fields, and the winters are knocking at my windows
but my youth is still mocking
these storms that are coming from the south, threatening us
My beautiful, the most beautiful of them all
offer me your love at dawn
and let me admire your body
while your youth mocks these storms that are coming from the south, threatening us
My beautiful, if the stars couldn't see you
they wouldn't know with whom to share the heavens
my beautiful, be my bride
be the firefly on my paths
Just last month I had an exhibit of island landscapes and you can check the photos here:
http://bojanfurst.com/?page_id=1838
Most of it taken with a Yashica Mat 124G...