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I'm changing...So this blog is not anymore my official blog...

About FriendShip...

About FRIENDSHIP, in my point of view:

As a Good friend said once (Rafael F.): "Some people are like Mondays.
And some others precious gold...(Carlo Dall'anese)"...For me friends are more precious than gold.
A tender kiss to my friends...

“Only solitary men know the full joys of friendship. Others have their family; but to a solitary and an exile his friends are everything. (Warren G. Harding)

http://www.unhcr.org/cgi-bin/texis/vtx/home

Francesco

Canticle of Brother Sun

Most High, all-powerful,

All-good Lord,

All praise is Yours,

All glory,

All honour and

All blessings.

To you alone, Most High,

Do they belong,

And no mortal lips are worthy

To pronounce Your Name.

Praised be You, my Lord

With all Your creatures,

Especially Sir Brother Sun,

Who is the day through

Whom You give us light.

And he is beautiful and

Radiant with great splendour,

Of You Most High,

He bears the likeness.

Praised be You, my Lord,

Through Sister Moon

And the Stars,

In the heavens

You have made them bright,

Precious and fair.

Praised be You, my Lord,

Through Brothers Wind and Air,

And fair and stormy,

All weather's moods,

By which You cherish

All that You have made.

Praised be You, my Lord

Through Sister Water,

So useful, humble,

Precious and pure.

Praised be You, my Lord

Through Brother Fire,

Through whom You light the night

And he is beautiful and playful and robust and strong.

Praised be You, my Lord

Through our Sister,

Mother Earth

Who sustains and governs us,

Producing varied fruits

With coloured flowers and herbs.

Praise be You, my Lord

Through those who

Grant pardon for love

Of You and bear sickness and trial.

Blessed are those who

Endure in peace,

By You Most High,

they will be crowned.

Praised be You, my Lord

Through Sister Death,

From whom no-one living can escape.

Woe to those who die in mortal sin!

Blessed are they

She finds doing Your Will.

No second death can do them harm.

Praise and bless my Lord and give Him thanks,

And serve Him with great Humility

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Canticum Fratris Solis

Altissimu onnipotente bon signore,

tue so le laude, la gloria e l’honore et onne benedictione.

Ad te solo, altissimo, se konfano,

et nullu homo ene dignu te mentovare.

Laudato sie, mi signore, cun tucte le tue creature,

spetialmente messor lo frate sole,

lo qual’è iorno, et allumini noi per loi.

Et ellu è bellu e radiante cun grande splendore,

de te, altissimo, porta significatione.

Laudato si, mi signore, per sora luna e le stelle,

in celu l’ài formate clarite et pretiose et belle.

Laudato si, mi signore, per frate vento,

et per aere et nubilo et sereno et onne tempo,

per lo quale a le tue creature dai sustentamento.

Laudato si, mi signore, per sor aqua,

la quale è multo utile et humile et pretiosa et casta.

Laudato si, mi signore, per frate focu,

per lo quale enn’allumini la nocte,

ed ello è bello et iocundo et robustoso et forte.

Laudato si, mi signore, per sora nostra matre terra,

la quale ne sustenta et governa,

et produce diversi fructi con coloriti flori et herba.

Laudato si, mi signore, per quelli ke perdonano

per lo tuo amore,

et sostengo infirmitate et tribulatione.

Beati quelli ke ’l sosterrano in pace,

ka da te, altissimo, sirano incoronati.

Laudato si, mi signore, per sora nostra morte corporale,

da la quale nullu homo vivente pò skappare.

Guai a quelli, ke morrano ne le peccata mortali:

beati quelli ke trovarà ne le tue sanctissime voluntati,

ka la morte secunda nol farrà male.

Laudate et benedicete mi signore,

et rengratiate et serviateli cun grande humilitate.

Francesco d'Assisi

 

Pace e Bene,

Amanda Shiraishi

Bette Davis Eyes (Kim Carnes)

Bette Davis Eyes

Kim Carnes

Her hair is Harlow gold, her lips sweet surprise

Her hands are never cold, she's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll turn the music on you, you won't have to think twice

She's pure as New York snow, she got Bette Davis eyes

And she'll tease you, she'll unease you

All the better just to please you

She's precocious, and she knows just

What it takes to make a pro blush

She got Greta Garbo's stand off sighs, she's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll let you take her home, it whets her appetite

She'll lay you on the throne, she got Bette Davis eyes

[ Kim Carnes Lyrics are found on www.dapslyrics.com ] 

She'll take a tumble on you, roll you like you were dice

Until you come up blue, she's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll expose you, when she snows you

Hope you breathe with the crumbs she throws you

She's ferocious and she knows just

What it takes to make a pro blush

All the boys think she's a spy, she's got Bette Davis eyes

And she'll tease you, she'll unease you

All the better just to please you

She's precocious, and she knows just

What it takes to make a pro blush

All the boys think she's a spy, she's got Bette Davis eyes...

Just a joke...I'm far, far away from Bette!!!

Kisses.

Amanda Shiraishi

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Occhi di Bette Davis 

Kim Carnes

I suoi capelli sono biondi come quelli della Harlow, le sue labbra una dolce sorpresa 

le sue mani non sono mai fredde, lei ha gli occhi di Bette Davis 

lei metterà su la sua musica, tu non dovrai pensarci due volte 

lei è pura come la neve di New York, lei ha gli occhi di Bette Davis 

E lei ti prenderà in giro, ti metterà a disagio 

farà del suo meglio per compiacerti 

lei è precoce e sa benissimo quanto ci vuole 

per fare arrossire una prostituta 

lei sospira come Greta Garbo 

lei ha gli occhi di Bette Davis 

Lei ti permetterà di accompagnarla a casa questo stuzzica il suo appetito 

lei metterà su di te il suo trono 

lei ha gli occhi di Bette Davis 

lei farà una capriola su di te 

Lei ti farà rotolare come fossi un dado 

fino a che ne uscirai triste 

lei ha gli occhi di Bette Davis 

Lei ti esporrà, quando abbindola i tuoi piedi 

con le briciole che lei ti lancia 

lei è feroce e sa benissimo quanto ci vuole 

per fare arrossire una prostituta 

tutti i ragazzi pensano che lei sia una spia 

lei ha gli occhi di Bette Davis 

E lei ti prenderà in giro 

ti metterà a disagio 

farà del suo meglio per compiacerti 

lei è precoce e sa benissimo quanto ci vuole 

per fare arrossire una prostituta 

tutti i ragazzi pensano che lei sia una spia 

lei ha gli occhi di Bette Davis 

Solo uno scherzo. Sono molto, molto lontano da Bette. 
Baci.

Amanda Shiraishi

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eja-popojUo&feature=related

Love - Gibran Khalil

My blog just could have start ed talking about "LOVE", so, I dare share the words of the giant "Gibran Khalil Gibran" in "The Prophet", here:

 

LOVE

 

When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams
as the north wind lays waste the garden.

For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.

Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.
He threshes you to make you naked.
He sifts you to free you from your husks.
He grinds you to whiteness.
He kneads you until you are pliant;
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast.

All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's heart.

But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure,
Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor,
Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.
Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.
Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;
For love is sufficient unto love.

When you love you should not say, "God is in my heart," but rather, "I am in the heart of God."
And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

 

Kisses with tenderness.

Amanda Shiraishi