World, please join me in congratulating Bao Xishun and Xia Shujuan for their marriage.
Bao is the tallest man on Earth (2m36) and Xia just half of him (1m68)
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Just married - Bao Xishun and Xia Shujuan
World, please join me in congratulating Bao Xishun and Xia Shujuan for their marriage.
Bao is the tallest man on Earth (2m36) and Xia just half of him (1m68)
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Pablo Neruda - Celebrating Spring 2007
Probably the best time of the year. Let us introduce it in Italian, English and Spanish with the help of a great poet of the 20th century: Pablo Neruda (1904-1973)
Il Ramo Rubato
Nella notte entreremo
a rubare
un ramo fiorito.
Passeremo il muro,
nelle tenebre del giardino altrui,
due ombre nell'ombra.
Ancora non se n'è andato l'inverno,
e il melo appare
trasformato d'improvviso
in cascata di stelle odorose.
Nella notte entreremo
fino al suo tremulo firmamento,
e le tue piccole mani e le mie
ruberanno le stelle.
E cautamente
nella nostra casa,
nella notte e nell'ombra,
entrerà con i tuoi passi
il silenzioso passo del profumo
e con i piedi stellati
il corpo chiaro della Primavera.
The Stolen Branch
In the night we shall go in
to steal
a flowering branch.
We shall climb over the wall
in the darkness of the alien garden,
two shadows in the shadow.
Winter is not yet gone,
and the apple tree appears
suddenly changed
into a cascade of fragrant stars.
In the night we shall go in
up to its trembling firmament,
and your little hands and mine
will steal the stars.
And silently,
to our house,
in the night and the shadow,
with your steps will enter
perfume's silent step
and with starry feet
the clear body of spring.
La Rama Robada
En la noche entraremos
a robar
una rama florida.
Pasaremos el muro,
en las tinieblas del jardín ajeno,
dos sombras en la sombra.
Aún no se fue el invierno,
y el manzano aparece
convertido de pronto
en cascada de estrellas olorosas.
En la noche entraremos
hasta su tembloroso firmamento,
y tus pequeñas manos y las mías
robarán las estrellas.
Y sigilosamente,
a nuestra casa,
en la noche y la sombra
entrará con tus pasos
el silencioso paso del perfume
y con pies estrellados
el cuerpo claro de la primavera.
Il Ramo Rubato
Nella notte entreremo
a rubare
un ramo fiorito.
Passeremo il muro,
nelle tenebre del giardino altrui,
due ombre nell'ombra.
Ancora non se n'è andato l'inverno,
e il melo appare
trasformato d'improvviso
in cascata di stelle odorose.
Nella notte entreremo
fino al suo tremulo firmamento,
e le tue piccole mani e le mie
ruberanno le stelle.
E cautamente
nella nostra casa,
nella notte e nell'ombra,
entrerà con i tuoi passi
il silenzioso passo del profumo
e con i piedi stellati
il corpo chiaro della Primavera.
The Stolen Branch
In the night we shall go in
to steal
a flowering branch.
We shall climb over the wall
in the darkness of the alien garden,
two shadows in the shadow.
Winter is not yet gone,
and the apple tree appears
suddenly changed
into a cascade of fragrant stars.
In the night we shall go in
up to its trembling firmament,
and your little hands and mine
will steal the stars.
And silently,
to our house,
in the night and the shadow,
with your steps will enter
perfume's silent step
and with starry feet
the clear body of spring.
La Rama Robada
En la noche entraremos
a robar
una rama florida.
Pasaremos el muro,
en las tinieblas del jardín ajeno,
dos sombras en la sombra.
Aún no se fue el invierno,
y el manzano aparece
convertido de pronto
en cascada de estrellas olorosas.
En la noche entraremos
hasta su tembloroso firmamento,
y tus pequeñas manos y las mías
robarán las estrellas.
Y sigilosamente,
a nuestra casa,
en la noche y la sombra
entrará con tus pasos
el silencioso paso del perfume
y con pies estrellados
el cuerpo claro de la primavera.
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
YES, I made it
About one month ago I have decided to start running. After 3 years of warming up the couch it was time to get my ass moving.
Went to the shop, bought all the necessary stuff (overdone?), look in the mirror and thought about the next New York Marathon.
Started to follow a running plan and at my second training I got injured.........
I restarted three days ago and tonight I finished without trouble my second session. New York is getting closer.
Went to the shop, bought all the necessary stuff (overdone?), look in the mirror and thought about the next New York Marathon.
Started to follow a running plan and at my second training I got injured.........
I restarted three days ago and tonight I finished without trouble my second session. New York is getting closer.
Saturday, March 03, 2007
Dear Mr. President (PINK)
Dear Mr. President
Come take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep
What do you feel when you look in the mirror
Are you proud
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why
Dear Mr. President
Were you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
How can you say
No child is left behind
We're not dumb and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
Let me tell you bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh
How do you sleep at night
How do you walk with your head held high
Dear Mr. President
You'd never take a walk with me
Would you
Come take a walk with me
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep
What do you feel when you look in the mirror
Are you proud
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why
Dear Mr. President
Were you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
Are you a lonely boy
How can you say
No child is left behind
We're not dumb and we're not blind
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell
What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine
How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
How do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
Let me tell you bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh
How do you sleep at night
How do you walk with your head held high
Dear Mr. President
You'd never take a walk with me
Would you
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