La vera forza si trova in Umilta'
Lindy wrote:I believe this with all my heart! Great one, Marusca!
Lindy
I'm so glad you like it! I believe it with all my heart too......
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by maruscatoscana on Sun 16 Jul, 2006 8:17 pm
True strenght is found in Humility
La vera forza si trova in Umilta'
I'm so glad you like it! I believe it with all my heart too......
La vera forza si trova in Umilta'
I'm so glad you like it! I believe it with all my heart too......
The way to be happy is to make others happy, and we'll have a little heaven right here!!
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by westsiderny on Sun 16 Jul, 2006 9:22 pm
Filastrocca del mondo più bello
C'era una volta un mondo più bello
era anch'esso rotondo ma coi colori pastello.
Nel mondo più bello
dal tramonto all'aurora la gente rideva di pancia e di gola.
Nel mondo più bello
non c'era il dolore,
nessuno moriva, non c'era rancore,
non c'erano guerre, soprusi e viltà,
non c'erano lacrime, fame o diversità.
Nel mondo più bello
non c'era l'indifferenza ,
nessun egoismo, nessuna sapienza.
Nel cielo mai c'erano nuvole e tuoni,
ma azzurri infiniti e grandi bagliori.
Nel mondo più bello
c'era odore di fiori
grandi speranze e la pace nei cuori.
C'era gente più bella, aperta e sincera
bontà e umiltà i portabandiera.
Nel mondo più bello
c'era voglia d'amare
di grandi abbracci e di comunicare.
Ognuno stringeva un grande forziere
gemme preziose: le amicizie più vere
e quando questo si apriva...
nel mondo più bello
il cielo si faceva ancora più bello...
piccole stelle a forma di cuore
a illuminare un sentiero
..............
di semplici gesti
d'amicizia e d'amore.
Forse il mondo più bello
è pura fantasia
illusione e sogni
di una dolcissima utopia.
Ma se ancorati alla terra dobbiamo restare
non toglieteci mai la voglia di sognare e sperare.
~ Peterpan
C'era una volta un mondo più bello
era anch'esso rotondo ma coi colori pastello.
Nel mondo più bello
dal tramonto all'aurora la gente rideva di pancia e di gola.
Nel mondo più bello
non c'era il dolore,
nessuno moriva, non c'era rancore,
non c'erano guerre, soprusi e viltà,
non c'erano lacrime, fame o diversità.
Nel mondo più bello
non c'era l'indifferenza ,
nessun egoismo, nessuna sapienza.
Nel cielo mai c'erano nuvole e tuoni,
ma azzurri infiniti e grandi bagliori.
Nel mondo più bello
c'era odore di fiori
grandi speranze e la pace nei cuori.
C'era gente più bella, aperta e sincera
bontà e umiltà i portabandiera.
Nel mondo più bello
c'era voglia d'amare
di grandi abbracci e di comunicare.
Ognuno stringeva un grande forziere
gemme preziose: le amicizie più vere
e quando questo si apriva...
nel mondo più bello
il cielo si faceva ancora più bello...
piccole stelle a forma di cuore
a illuminare un sentiero
..............
di semplici gesti
d'amicizia e d'amore.
Forse il mondo più bello
è pura fantasia
illusione e sogni
di una dolcissima utopia.
Ma se ancorati alla terra dobbiamo restare
non toglieteci mai la voglia di sognare e sperare.
~ Peterpan
"Canto alla vita alla sua bellezza ad ogni sua ferita ogni sua carezza..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
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by westsiderny on Mon 17 Jul, 2006 5:06 pm
Da qual tremore insolito
Sento assalir gli spiriti!
Dond' escono quei vortici
Di foco pien d'orror?
What strange fear
Assails my spirits!
Where do they come from,
Those horrible whirlwinds of flame?
Don Giovanni
Mozart
Sento assalir gli spiriti!
Dond' escono quei vortici
Di foco pien d'orror?
What strange fear
Assails my spirits!
Where do they come from,
Those horrible whirlwinds of flame?
Don Giovanni
Mozart
"Canto alla vita alla sua bellezza ad ogni sua ferita ogni sua carezza..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
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by westsiderny on Mon 31 Jul, 2006 6:40 pm
Il silenzio è un invito ad ascoltare le voci interiori che
ognuno di noi dovrebbe seguire senza lasciarsi opprimere
dal passato o dal futuro.
~ Moshen Makhmalbaf
ognuno di noi dovrebbe seguire senza lasciarsi opprimere
dal passato o dal futuro.
~ Moshen Makhmalbaf
"Canto alla vita alla sua bellezza ad ogni sua ferita ogni sua carezza..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
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by westsiderny on Thu 03 Aug, 2006 12:30 am
LENTAMENTE...
di Pablo Neruda
Lentamente muore chi diventa schiavo dell'abitudine,
ripetendo ogni giorno gli stessi percorsi,
chi non cambia la marca, il colore dei vestiti,
chi non parla a chi non conosce.
Muore lentamente chi evita una passione,
chi preferisce il nero su bianco e i puntini sulle "i"
piuttosto che un insieme di emozioni,
proprio quelle che fanno brillare gli occhi,
quelle che fanno di uno sbadiglio un sorriso,
quelle che fanno battere il cuore
davanti all’errore e ai sentimenti.
Lentamente muore chi non capovolge il tavolo,
chi è infelice sul lavoro,
chi non rischia la certezza per l'incertezza per inseguire un sogno,
chi non si permette almeno una volta nella vita di fuggire ai consigli sensati.
Lentamente muore chi non viaggia, chi non legge,
chi non ascolta musica, chi non trova grazia in se stesso.
Muore lentamente chi distrugge l'amor proprio,
chi non si lascia aiutare; chi passa i giorni a lamentarsi
della propria sfortuna o della pioggia incessante.
Lentamente muore chi abbandona un progetto prima di iniziarlo,
chi non fa domande sugli argomenti che non conosce,
chi non risponde quando gli chiedono qualcosa che conosce.
Evitiamo la morte a piccole dosi,
ricordando sempre che essere vivo richiede
uno sforzo di gran lunga maggiore del semplice fatto di respirare.
Soltanto l'ardente pazienza porterà
al raggiungimento di una splendida felicità.
di Pablo Neruda
Lentamente muore chi diventa schiavo dell'abitudine,
ripetendo ogni giorno gli stessi percorsi,
chi non cambia la marca, il colore dei vestiti,
chi non parla a chi non conosce.
Muore lentamente chi evita una passione,
chi preferisce il nero su bianco e i puntini sulle "i"
piuttosto che un insieme di emozioni,
proprio quelle che fanno brillare gli occhi,
quelle che fanno di uno sbadiglio un sorriso,
quelle che fanno battere il cuore
davanti all’errore e ai sentimenti.
Lentamente muore chi non capovolge il tavolo,
chi è infelice sul lavoro,
chi non rischia la certezza per l'incertezza per inseguire un sogno,
chi non si permette almeno una volta nella vita di fuggire ai consigli sensati.
Lentamente muore chi non viaggia, chi non legge,
chi non ascolta musica, chi non trova grazia in se stesso.
Muore lentamente chi distrugge l'amor proprio,
chi non si lascia aiutare; chi passa i giorni a lamentarsi
della propria sfortuna o della pioggia incessante.
Lentamente muore chi abbandona un progetto prima di iniziarlo,
chi non fa domande sugli argomenti che non conosce,
chi non risponde quando gli chiedono qualcosa che conosce.
Evitiamo la morte a piccole dosi,
ricordando sempre che essere vivo richiede
uno sforzo di gran lunga maggiore del semplice fatto di respirare.
Soltanto l'ardente pazienza porterà
al raggiungimento di una splendida felicità.
"Canto alla vita alla sua bellezza ad ogni sua ferita ogni sua carezza..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
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by maruscatoscana on Fri 11 Aug, 2006 10:40 pm
From Thesaurus:
MAIN ENTRY: Passion
PART OF SPEECH: noun,1
DEFINITION: Emotion
SYNONYSM: Adoration, affection, amourousness,amour, ardor,attachment,craving,crush,desire,emoting, eroticism,exitement,fondeness,infatuation,keennes,lust,ecstacy,fire,heat, rapture,spirit,intensity,dedication, intensity, fascination....
I left some of the negative word synonysm out....
MAIN ENTRY: Passion
PART OF SPEECH: noun,1
DEFINITION: Emotion
SYNONYSM: Adoration, affection, amourousness,amour, ardor,attachment,craving,crush,desire,emoting, eroticism,exitement,fondeness,infatuation,keennes,lust,ecstacy,fire,heat, rapture,spirit,intensity,dedication, intensity, fascination....
I left some of the negative word synonysm out....
The way to be happy is to make others happy, and we'll have a little heaven right here!!
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by westsiderny on Sat 12 Aug, 2006 2:10 am
VIVI LA VITA
La vita è un'opportunità, coglila.
La vita è bellezza, ammirala.
La vita è beatitudine, assaporala.
La vita è un sogno, fanne una realtà.
La vita è una sfida, affrontala.
La vita è un dovere, compilo.
La vita è un gioco, giocalo.
La vita è preziosa, abbine cura.
La vita è una ricchezza, conservala.
La vita è amore, godine.
La vita è un mistero, scoprilo.
La vita è promessa, adempila.
La vita è tristezza, superala.
La vita è un inno, cantalo.
La vita è una lotta, accettala.
La vita è un'avventura, rischiala.
La vita è felicità, meritala.
La vita è la vita, difendila.
~ Madre Teresa
La vita è un'opportunità, coglila.
La vita è bellezza, ammirala.
La vita è beatitudine, assaporala.
La vita è un sogno, fanne una realtà.
La vita è una sfida, affrontala.
La vita è un dovere, compilo.
La vita è un gioco, giocalo.
La vita è preziosa, abbine cura.
La vita è una ricchezza, conservala.
La vita è amore, godine.
La vita è un mistero, scoprilo.
La vita è promessa, adempila.
La vita è tristezza, superala.
La vita è un inno, cantalo.
La vita è una lotta, accettala.
La vita è un'avventura, rischiala.
La vita è felicità, meritala.
La vita è la vita, difendila.
~ Madre Teresa
"Canto alla vita alla sua bellezza ad ogni sua ferita ogni sua carezza..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
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by westsiderny on Mon 11 Sep, 2006 4:11 pm
What color is envy?
by Patricia M Elchler
[align=center]What color is envy?
If you're borne, you've felt it,
Someone who gave you life first
notices a sibling more
and that new babe took your place
is it white?
I think not.
White is too innocent.
What color is envy?
If you're still alive, you feel it,
When persons do not notice your worth,
By someone who
And their praise is given to another.
Is it yellow?
I think not.
Yellow is too bright.
What color is envy?
If you're living, you're feeling it.
When another is declared the champ
By someone who shouldn't be judging,
And you did better, but lost.
Is it orange?
I think not.
Orange is too warm.
What color is envy?
If you've worked, you''ve felt it.
When you're passed over for a promotion
by someone not as creditable as you,
And your value is ignored.
Is it red?
I think not.
Red is too fiery.
What color is envy?
If you've loved, you've felt it.
When you want to be loved exclusively
By someone who's special, but you're not,
And another has his or her heart.
Is it blue?
I think not.
Blue is too clear.
What color is envy?
If you suffer injustice, you've felt it.
When you want respect and are shunned
by someone who's prejudiced, you're not,
And there's nothing you can do.
Is it purple?
I think not.
Purple is too sacred.
What color is envy?
If you've been poor, you''ve felt it.
when talent and work isn't appreciated.
Someone pays low wages, bills mount,
and you work two or three jobs.
Is it black?
I think not.
Black is too inclusive.
What color is envy?
If you suffer alone, you've felt it,
when there's no response to your overtures
by a certain someone, no one cares but you,
and it appears you've been forgotten.
Is it green?
I think so.
Green is jealousy.
Green is the color that sustains plantlife,
and if not controlled,
it can become a jungle for vegetation.
Envy, likewise, can become a crime,
and if not controlled,
it becomes a jungle for the ruthless.[/align]
by Patricia M Elchler
[align=center]What color is envy?
If you're borne, you've felt it,
Someone who gave you life first
notices a sibling more
and that new babe took your place
is it white?
I think not.
White is too innocent.
What color is envy?
If you're still alive, you feel it,
When persons do not notice your worth,
By someone who
And their praise is given to another.
Is it yellow?
I think not.
Yellow is too bright.
What color is envy?
If you're living, you're feeling it.
When another is declared the champ
By someone who shouldn't be judging,
And you did better, but lost.
Is it orange?
I think not.
Orange is too warm.
What color is envy?
If you've worked, you''ve felt it.
When you're passed over for a promotion
by someone not as creditable as you,
And your value is ignored.
Is it red?
I think not.
Red is too fiery.
What color is envy?
If you've loved, you've felt it.
When you want to be loved exclusively
By someone who's special, but you're not,
And another has his or her heart.
Is it blue?
I think not.
Blue is too clear.
What color is envy?
If you suffer injustice, you've felt it.
When you want respect and are shunned
by someone who's prejudiced, you're not,
And there's nothing you can do.
Is it purple?
I think not.
Purple is too sacred.
What color is envy?
If you've been poor, you''ve felt it.
when talent and work isn't appreciated.
Someone pays low wages, bills mount,
and you work two or three jobs.
Is it black?
I think not.
Black is too inclusive.
What color is envy?
If you suffer alone, you've felt it,
when there's no response to your overtures
by a certain someone, no one cares but you,
and it appears you've been forgotten.
Is it green?
I think so.
Green is jealousy.
Green is the color that sustains plantlife,
and if not controlled,
it can become a jungle for vegetation.
Envy, likewise, can become a crime,
and if not controlled,
it becomes a jungle for the ruthless.[/align]
"Canto alla vita alla sua bellezza ad ogni sua ferita ogni sua carezza..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
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by westsiderny on Tue 17 Oct, 2006 12:06 am
PERFECT WORLD
by Ulf Ekberg, John Ballard & StoneStream
They say the time has come for us
to start again
I believe that's true
They say the time has come for us
to make amends
And I believe that too
Why tell me why?
Is it all so hard to find?
I pray each day
For a perfect world
Where children are laughing
Lovers romancing
Time stands still
A perfect world
There's nothing to cry for
No one to die for
Wonderful
In a perfect world
Our father's father says that
things were better then
How easy they forget
On every page in every book of history
a thousand tears were shed
There's hope in our hearts
and love in our eyes
Day after day I keep searching
Why tell me why
Is it all so hard to find?
I pray each day
For a perfect world...
Travel cross the seven seas to be with you
Passion and desire will see me through
The road that I must travel will wind and curl
You're all I ever needed in a perfect world
by Ulf Ekberg, John Ballard & StoneStream
They say the time has come for us
to start again
I believe that's true
They say the time has come for us
to make amends
And I believe that too
Why tell me why?
Is it all so hard to find?
I pray each day
For a perfect world
Where children are laughing
Lovers romancing
Time stands still
A perfect world
There's nothing to cry for
No one to die for
Wonderful
In a perfect world
Our father's father says that
things were better then
How easy they forget
On every page in every book of history
a thousand tears were shed
There's hope in our hearts
and love in our eyes
Day after day I keep searching
Why tell me why
Is it all so hard to find?
I pray each day
For a perfect world...
Travel cross the seven seas to be with you
Passion and desire will see me through
The road that I must travel will wind and curl
You're all I ever needed in a perfect world
"Canto alla vita alla sua bellezza ad ogni sua ferita ogni sua carezza..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
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by Alexandra on Wed 18 Oct, 2006 8:27 am
Three of my favourites by Emily Dickinson, a great poet and philosopher:
***
Who has not found the Heaven - below -
Will fail of it above -
For Angels rent house next ours,
Wherever we remove
***
In this short Life
That only lasts an hour
How much - how little - is
Within our power
***
To make a prairie it takes
a clover and a bee
and revery.
The revery alone will do
If bees are few
***
Who has not found the Heaven - below -
Will fail of it above -
For Angels rent house next ours,
Wherever we remove
***
In this short Life
That only lasts an hour
How much - how little - is
Within our power
***
To make a prairie it takes
a clover and a bee
and revery.
The revery alone will do
If bees are few
That best portion of a good man’s life, — his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love.
William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth
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by Em on Wed 18 Oct, 2006 6:49 pm
Ah, WILD nights! Wild nights!
Were I with thee,
Wild nights should be
Our luxury!
Futile the winds
To a heart in port,
Done with the compass,
Done with the chart.
Rowing in Eden!
Ah! the sea!
Might I but moor
To-night in thee!
Ah, Emily Dickinson... soo romantic..most poets are philosophers...
Were I with thee,
Wild nights should be
Our luxury!
Futile the winds
To a heart in port,
Done with the compass,
Done with the chart.
Rowing in Eden!
Ah! the sea!
Might I but moor
To-night in thee!
Ah, Emily Dickinson... soo romantic..most poets are philosophers...
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by Alexandra on Fri 20 Oct, 2006 8:37 am
Another one for all who loves...
Emily Dickinson
"Why do I love" You, Sir?
"Why do I love" You, Sir?
Because—
The Wind does not require the Grass
To answer—Wherefore when He pass
She cannot keep Her place.
Because He knows—and
Do not You—
And We know not—
Enough for Us
The Wisdom it be so—
The Lightning—never asked an Eye
Wherefore it shut—when He was by—
Because He knows it cannot speak—
And reasons not contained—
—Of Talk—
There be—preferred by Daintier Folk—
The Sunrise—Sire—compelleth Me—
Because He's Sunrise—and I see—
Therefore—Then—
I love Thee—
Emily Dickinson
"Why do I love" You, Sir?
"Why do I love" You, Sir?
Because—
The Wind does not require the Grass
To answer—Wherefore when He pass
She cannot keep Her place.
Because He knows—and
Do not You—
And We know not—
Enough for Us
The Wisdom it be so—
The Lightning—never asked an Eye
Wherefore it shut—when He was by—
Because He knows it cannot speak—
And reasons not contained—
—Of Talk—
There be—preferred by Daintier Folk—
The Sunrise—Sire—compelleth Me—
Because He's Sunrise—and I see—
Therefore—Then—
I love Thee—
That best portion of a good man’s life, — his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love.
William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth
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by westsiderny on Sun 05 Nov, 2006 5:05 pm
"La felicita' di un uomo ammogliato... dipende dalle donne che non ha sposato."
~ Oscar Wilde
~ Oscar Wilde
"Canto alla vita alla sua bellezza ad ogni sua ferita ogni sua carezza..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
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by westsiderny on Wed 08 Nov, 2006 9:25 pm
"Da quando m'hai lasciato non dormo più, né giorno né notte... per favore mi riporti il letto?"
~ Cristiano Militello
~ Cristiano Militello
"Canto alla vita alla sua bellezza ad ogni sua ferita ogni sua carezza..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
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by Fernanda Trentin on Thu 09 Nov, 2006 12:49 am
Very nice this space...sorry you guys didn't post anymore...well I,m gonna put my favorite...
" A man can be destroyed but never defeated" Ernest Hemingway.
Salutti a tutti amici!!!
" A man can be destroyed but never defeated" Ernest Hemingway.
Salutti a tutti amici!!!
- Fernanda Trentin
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by westsiderny on Thu 09 Nov, 2006 4:31 pm
"Un cane guardando un albero di Natale acceso: "Finalmente hanno messo la luce in bagno."
~ Romano Bertola
~ Romano Bertola
"Canto alla vita alla sua bellezza ad ogni sua ferita ogni sua carezza..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
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by westsiderny on Sat 11 Nov, 2006 11:43 pm
"In the consciousness of the truth he has perceived, man now sees
everywhere only the awfulness or the absurdity of existence... and
loathing seizes him."
~ Friedrich Nietzsche
everywhere only the awfulness or the absurdity of existence... and
loathing seizes him."
~ Friedrich Nietzsche
"Canto alla vita alla sua bellezza ad ogni sua ferita ogni sua carezza..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
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by maruscatoscana on Wed 15 Nov, 2006 10:37 pm
You are as great as the dreams you dare to live
The way to be happy is to make others happy, and we'll have a little heaven right here!!
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by westsiderny on Thu 16 Nov, 2006 6:51 pm
"Se la prima volta non ti riesce, il paracadutismo non fa per te."
~ Legge di Murray
~ Legge di Murray
"Canto alla vita alla sua bellezza ad ogni sua ferita ogni sua carezza..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
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by DueBaci on Thu 16 Nov, 2006 9:06 pm
westsiderny wrote:"Se la prima volta non ti riesce, il paracadutismo non fa per te."
~ Legge di Murray
loose translation: If the first time it does not succeed, parachuting is not for you.
for those who might be interested .. getting these delivered into your email box on a daily basis is easy.. and the website also has some other informational items you might like delivered to your inbox. Sayings and jokes is called Bongiorno! and they also have something called Turista per Mail... which highlights travel. The travel one might be interesting for those wishing to learn italian. It might be a fun place to start reading a little.
if you would like to have a *joke of the day* or *saying of the day* in italian sent directly to your *inbox* .. here is where to sign up
http://www.buongiorno.com/it/consumer/n ... 2012124714:
.. just check the box for *Una battuta al giorno.* .. and then go to the bottom and insert your email address.
you will then receive a confirmation email that you must click on to finish the subscription.
link:
http://www.buongiorno.com/it/consumer/n ... 2012124714:
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DueBaci - Posts: 2860
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by westsiderny on Thu 16 Nov, 2006 9:25 pm
"Dal sublime al ridicolo non c'è che un passo."
~ Napoleone Bonaparte
~ Napoleone Bonaparte
"Canto alla vita alla sua bellezza ad ogni sua ferita ogni sua carezza..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
"I sing to life, to its beauty, to each of its wounds and each of its caresses..."
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