greetings from Marta
ceramics, decoupage, and you can find collections of Martha HERE
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Upper Left Wisdom Tooth Cavity
150th anniversary of Italy: too plain or too divided?
On 17 March this year will be a national holiday for the recurrence of 150 years since the proclamation of the 'Unity of Italy
But truly united Italy?
For some it is even too united and would like to share, but someone would want more united and there are some who would not want it at all, and hates everything that is our 'Italian'
I feel I belong to Italy and then I like to celebrate its 150th anniversary. I wanted to include in this post our National Anthem but then I thought that there is a song by Roger Whittaker that best represents my idea of \u200b\u200bItaly and is "Six minutes dawn."
It 's a song I always loved and I want to dedicate to all Italians who love Italy and have the defense, as the poor "Deserter" who is waiting for dawn to be shot.
Text Dario For and
Roger Whittaker Roger Whittaker Music
Six minutes dawn
el gh'è gnanca Ciara,
six minutes at dawn, the priest is ready
already. This is
Giam mes'ura
reunites mother goes to speak
"I told you, father, I debun
hu Giam please." In the cell next
chainwheel na Cansun:
"Yes, but not the time, one can
'd'educasiun." I piangiarìa
hip,
the lump is already ready;
cry, all right, and why: I have
rifle.
Votto setember sunt scape
ended hu de el Suldtal ago,
sunt me turn to the country, they sent me
deserter CIAM. De
caregiver on the train, once
n'altra sunt scape
in the mountains are gone, but the second was
they sent me which rebels CIAP. Log
an officer gives me of
fumar:
"Thanks, but I do not smoke
before eating." It
face hurt, I have to accept
,
the handcuffs are already there
those in van dre a song.
E strascino
feet and I feel bad;
six minutes at dawn,
God, the Cume and Ciara. Tap
be strong, it will take a final
, by
, moves faster, because it takes
dignity.
Votto setember sunt scape
ended hu de el Suldtal ago,
sunt me turn to the country, they sent me
deserter CIAM. De
caregiver on the train, once
n'altra sunt scape
in the mountains are gone, but the second was
they sent me which rebels CIAP.
Here you find the video on Youtube
Italian translation:
Six minutes at dawn, it's not even clear
six minutes at dawn, the priest is ready
is already at least half an hour which continues to speak
I told him, "Father Believe me, I prayed a lot "
In the cell next to sing a song
Yes, but not the time! A little 'education ...
I cry too, the lump (the throat) is ready.
Crying, I agree, because I have to shoot
The September 8th I ran, I finished a soldier
I returned to my country, but I have called a "deserter"
then I have loaded on the train, I ran again
I went to the mountains, but the other day I caught
with the rebels
Enter an officer, offers me a cigarette
"Thanks, but I do not smoke, before eating "
It hurt my face ... I have to accept
The handcuffs are already at the wrists ... and those guys keep singing
And drag their feet, and I feel bad
six minutes at dawn, it is clear God!
Tap to force himself: it will take a final
Dai, moves faster, because it takes dignity
The September 8th I ran, I finished doing the soldier came back
to my country, (but) I have called "defector"
then I have loaded on the train, I ran again
I went to the mountains, but the other day I caught
with the rebels
greetings from Marta
On 17 March this year will be a national holiday for the recurrence of 150 years since the proclamation of the 'Unity of Italy
But truly united Italy?
For some it is even too united and would like to share, but someone would want more united and there are some who would not want it at all, and hates everything that is our 'Italian'
I feel I belong to Italy and then I like to celebrate its 150th anniversary. I wanted to include in this post our National Anthem but then I thought that there is a song by Roger Whittaker that best represents my idea of \u200b\u200bItaly and is "Six minutes dawn."
It 's a song I always loved and I want to dedicate to all Italians who love Italy and have the defense, as the poor "Deserter" who is waiting for dawn to be shot.
Text Dario For and
Roger Whittaker Roger Whittaker Music
Six minutes dawn
el gh'è gnanca Ciara,
six minutes at dawn, the priest is ready
already. This is
Giam mes'ura
reunites mother goes to speak
"I told you, father, I debun
hu Giam please." In the cell next
chainwheel na Cansun:
"Yes, but not the time, one can
'd'educasiun." I piangiarìa
hip,
the lump is already ready;
cry, all right, and why: I have
rifle.
Votto setember sunt scape
ended hu de el Suldtal ago,
sunt me turn to the country, they sent me
deserter CIAM. De
caregiver on the train, once
n'altra sunt scape
in the mountains are gone, but the second was
they sent me which rebels CIAP. Log
an officer gives me of
fumar:
"Thanks, but I do not smoke
before eating." It
face hurt, I have to accept
,
the handcuffs are already there
those in van dre a song.
E strascino
feet and I feel bad;
six minutes at dawn,
God, the Cume and Ciara. Tap
be strong, it will take a final
, by
, moves faster, because it takes
dignity.
Votto setember sunt scape
ended hu de el Suldtal ago,
sunt me turn to the country, they sent me
deserter CIAM. De
caregiver on the train, once
n'altra sunt scape
in the mountains are gone, but the second was
they sent me which rebels CIAP.
Here you find the video on Youtube
Italian translation:
Six minutes at dawn, it's not even clear
six minutes at dawn, the priest is ready
is already at least half an hour which continues to speak
I told him, "Father Believe me, I prayed a lot "
In the cell next to sing a song
Yes, but not the time! A little 'education ...
I cry too, the lump (the throat) is ready.
Crying, I agree, because I have to shoot
The September 8th I ran, I finished a soldier
I returned to my country, but I have called a "deserter"
then I have loaded on the train, I ran again
I went to the mountains, but the other day I caught
with the rebels
Enter an officer, offers me a cigarette
"Thanks, but I do not smoke, before eating "
It hurt my face ... I have to accept
The handcuffs are already at the wrists ... and those guys keep singing
And drag their feet, and I feel bad
six minutes at dawn, it is clear God!
Tap to force himself: it will take a final
Dai, moves faster, because it takes dignity
The September 8th I ran, I finished doing the soldier came back
to my country, (but) I have called "defector"
then I have loaded on the train, I ran again
I went to the mountains, but the other day I caught
with the rebels
greetings from Marta
ceramics, decoupage, and you can find collections of Martha HERE
Monday, March 14, 2011
Do Mcdonalds Workers Have To Reply Im Loving It
a day ..... ceramic angels on the panel of tiles
The panel is composed of four tiles and the overall size of 30 cm x 30 cm
can be framed or glued directly on wood or on the wall, both inside and outside the home.
You can find it HERE
greetings from Marta
ceramics, decoupage and collecting Marta You can find them HERE
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Pci 2309 Proteus Treiber
Japan with the nightmare of nuclear annihilation from our past
This morning the first image I saw on the Internet was that of a Japanese child with arms outstretched while a man wearing a white coat, hat and mask is approaching an object that's suppose to be a radiation meter.
I froze the blood because I was reminded of the tragedy at Chernobyl in 1986, which has had dramatic consequences, and still continues to have an impact on health after 25 years.
Now we're in another century and nuclear plants are certainly much safer than the old Soviet Union, however, the image of that child scares me also, perhaps more than I was frightened in 1986 because today's images come directly before our eyes without any filter reassuring.
greetings from Marta
This morning the first image I saw on the Internet was that of a Japanese child with arms outstretched while a man wearing a white coat, hat and mask is approaching an object that's suppose to be a radiation meter.
I froze the blood because I was reminded of the tragedy at Chernobyl in 1986, which has had dramatic consequences, and still continues to have an impact on health after 25 years.
Now we're in another century and nuclear plants are certainly much safer than the old Soviet Union, however, the image of that child scares me also, perhaps more than I was frightened in 1986 because today's images come directly before our eyes without any filter reassuring.
greetings from Marta
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