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of antiwar songs are written a bit 'all over the world and at all times. There were great writers, from the big names in contemporary music scene and a few years ago ...

But, in my opinion, one of the best songs on the absurdity and futility of all conflicts is the knight death of David Van De Sfroos.

So I decided to share it with you, I hope you enjoy it. Of course there is first the original text and below the "translation".

Good background reading and good listening.
"... the world there are right things and wrong things. It is sometimes difficult to distinguish, but when you see a war proves unsuccessful, it is certainly wrong ..."

WITHOUT THE DEATH KNIGHT - DAVIDE VAN DE Sfroos

De tera n'ho traversàda, de water n'ho cognussüda,
de veent n'ho inscè purtaa sacöcc in me ...
if sbassàa sun as a de Sales Ramm, whether as a sun smagiaa Trunch de platen

sun but nice hip Staa halyard Cume a cypress ...

quaand that I turned me from Gods che'l mund cuminciaa cürrech a'dree and now I have to turn Puss de luu ... but soo I mea ... vengiüü

I pruvaàa el hammer of Thor, the sgrafignaad Väinämöinen el de la Babayaga and taught me to sing ... and those

omen with Shah na sword I trasfurmàa in Funtana de saangh

Morrigan and passed it to the little more ... neta

quand me from the gods that che'l muund sang stories of Achilles and Cuchulain de

me n'ho dark Puse luur de ... but never de canzönn n'ho sentüu ...

E Alura core via a prison sentence fuund el de la carboy without

necorgéss I bevüü in the Holy Grail ...

vurèvi beev desmentegà for immortality and I guadagnaa

propi the sira that vurevi Pruvia to crack ...

segunda man from a Valkyrie and a druid without judging me from

faa deent sult in a teemp precipices ...

sun and went on to new glory and I vedüü goods history

Cume armatures in a God but pè biütt .. .

perhaps for boredom or vanity, naa sun in the sun fuund Laage

ritruvà for the sword of King Arthur's Excalibur ...

but served to shit, and Viviana me 'Gods has

if manegiàla ghe lè a rembambii ...

quand me from that which the gods' s muund prayed, I prayed Puss de Luu

and now I have a sword to Muur taca ... I actually paar 'na ... cruus

sun And I left for the holy tèra, the blade and cieel infernu in tera

gods because they sent me that was the holy hip guera ...

Culpi sword Furmia de de de cruus Culpi sword mezzalöena

in a specia paradis Tucci ghe Pultrone

... and me from the many gods that se'n cupavi , scancelavi the me ... peca

that is different and just dark quii quii sbagliàa ...

But I pudévi pious walls ... and then ... nothing beyond

I will be the OCC and I pruvàa species ... I

speciaa ended and that the sun indurmentaa

I verdüü the OCC and I veüü wagons weapon .. .

Translation

land I crossed, I have seen water flow,

wind so I brought in my pocket

I dropped like a willow branch, I stained as a truncated plane

but I was also looking straight like a cypress ...

when they told me that the world turned I started to chase him and now that I shot over him ... I know that I did not win

I tried the Hammer of Thor, the scratches of Babayaga and Väinämöinen taught me to sing ...

many men armed with swords and I turned into fountains of blood

Morrigan and then went to clean it all ...

when they told me that the world was singing the stories of Achilles and Cuchulain

me I've killed most of them ... but I do not have songs ever written ...

Then via a soul in torment to find the bottom of the carboy

without realizing that I drank from the Holy Grail ...

I drink to forget and I gained immortality

on the evening when I wanted to try die ....

a Valkyrie second hand and a druid without trial

made me jump in time, like a cliff ...

and I left for the new glory and saw the story

rot like a god in armor but in bare feet ....

Perhaps out of boredom or vanity, I went to the bottom of the lake to find the sword of King Arthur ...

Excalibur but does not do shit, and Vivian told me

handle it if there is a senile

when they told me that the world prayed, I prayed over him, and now that I

hung sword on the wall .... I actually looks like a cross.

And I went to the Holy Land, the blade in heaven and hell on earth,

because they told me that Santa was also a war ...

a sword-shaped cross their swords crescent

that in heaven everyone is entitled to a chair ...

and they told me that he killed so many, Cencelle all my sins ...

that is different than murder right or wrong ...

But I could not die .... and then anything beyond ...

I closed my eyes and tried to wait

ended and I waited until I fell asleep

I opened my eyes and passed the tanks ...

(source: antiwar songs )

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Why Trenitalia Ferrovie dello Stato ...

Yesterday's was a wonderful afternoon. I was able to go and greet my little girl who will leave tomorrow for two weeks ....

What we have tried, as we were, this time, I want to keep it for us. E 'cosa nostra.

I want to talk back home. 19:12 Train delayed by 25 minutes. This means loss of connection at Bicester.

Nothing happens. The coincidences are lost, this is not evil.

headphones in your ears and then you go on the ride home ... Some spigozzata, passing by the window views, thoughts (most of the day just passed), and air conditioning.

Berceto passes the height of the "controller" for the ticket, a bit 'seems apprehensive, then tells me my stamps for my connection. Try to find a way to make me pick up and sits, fiddling with his PDA. E 'worried, yet he wants to help me. What a cute!

He tells me that if we had not delay the next train would have been expected, but not being the last would be difficult. But we have tried.

I smiled and I thanked her. She appreciated ...

arrive at the station and of course there was no coincidence. But I knew, I was expecting, and she was nice, but it's still Trenitalia Ferrovie dello Stato, and you certainly can not stop a train for me that I wanted to even the privatization of our "iron fireplaces.

worry, because even that human action has really put in a good mood wait for the next train. About ten minutes before there is a express train (night) and I try. I have a ticket, there are two stations, I would place peacefully sitting on a folding seat with more of my music in my ears, with no mess.

Downward three guys. Me and two other guys we get tickets in hand (we are not freeloaders, we paid our toll) to try to ask for shelter for two (I) or three (other) stops. The more fat, probably the leader yells at us: "you have a reservation?", Shaking his head to start to explain that we want to make only two stops and earn some minutes on the roadmap, but we did not time. Counsels us to halt: "without reservation do not enter" and the third, came out of another door shouts: "Do not go, I am without reservation ...!".

The train starts with the three of us open-mouthed with the feeling of one who has just been taken for a leper.

At the end of everything I do not care if there are delays, will always continue to prefer (when possible) to the train car; What disgusts me is the lack of humanity Trenitalia. There are a few rare exceptions, however, can not stop it trains, but most will never change the mentality of Trenitalia, Ferrovie dello Stato, which is always.

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A warm evening on the river bank

was too hot in the city, as Flavio and Sofia decided to go get a bit 'of the fresh river.

left the bar and took a car to Flavio. He loved to drive, especially for the curvy roads leading to the River.

It took half an hour to reach the goal they had chosen, a clearing in the woods that opened directly on the river, where you could hear the roar of water and a light breeze rose steadily from shore making it a cool place for a deserved rest.

talked all the time of travel. Sofia was always curious to hear what happened during the day Flavio because of his strange work.

Once they laid down on the grass with the help of a cloth that the boy he always carried with him in the trunk of the car. It was just cool and very quiet at night and no moon allowed the two friends to see so many stars.

was chatting with turned-up nose, when Sofia took the hand of Flavio and without realizing it began to caress her. It happened often and the boy took no notice, but suddenly she shifted her hand to her breasts, while continuing to speak.

Flavio throat felt dry and he was unable to utter a word, she saw it, smiled and continued to use his hand as an instrument of pleasure. Sofia also stopped talking and turned to Flavio with all the elements as to kiss him, which the boy recovered from the initial amazement did not hesitate to return.

seen only from the stars these two young lovers kissed passionately, as never happened to either of them. Flavio large breasts felt her friend's strong push on his chest and through him a shudder down my spine. Almost trembling, Sofia saw it and pressed it to itself.

Their hands eagerly sought each other's bodies with the passion that had been stripped of all inhibitions. They found naked in a few precise moves and the cool of the river was now no longer in effect. They were warm, with a passion that burned more and more every minute. Flavio came with a language all over the body of Sofia, which already begins to pant feeling savor every inch from his young childhood friend. His hands sought between the legs of the boy clings to hard and eager member of Flavio, who gasped with pleasure, she was completely involved with every cell of his body.

Flavio wanted to possess and be possessed while he wanted to Sofia, and sat on him with his hand and led him inside her. She felt him trying to enter an immense pleasure and the bodies became one, panting together and moved together.

Their pleasure rising in intensity and nature around it stopped, almost with bated breath, also involved a wave of passion that was sweeping the youth. She bit his earlobe as he savored his neck and fell to lick with his tongue the nipples of the firm and sweet girl.

He took to put on and turning movements of the pelvis and determined safe entered and exited from her who destroyed my breath every once had the pleasure and desire. They did not stop and the pace increased and then decreased and again increased. Flavio Sofia realized that now was on the point of pleasure and approaching surrurrò in his ear: "Find me, inside." The boy then began to increase the pace panting more and more, and now the young woman almost screamed as he wanted inside.

came together to a satisfying with each other. They were lying down, naked, next to each other for several minutes without saying anything. Their breaths, slowly returning to normal and the sweat was drying due to the fresh river air.

They looked into his eyes, smiling and dressed to go back into the car and get into the warm city, which may be from the muggy night and turned them less annoying than the others.

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And this year we were the World

Here I am again in my bedroom, in front of my Mac, trying to tell the World Cup this year.

start from the end, with the awards. He smiles and claps along, singing, hello beautiful, almost always. Everything is gone, it's no rush to the bar of the fields to bring the gatorade and Modena do not arrive in the warehouse desperate shouting "no more sausage!", Then when you go to find that they have a fridge full. The "cost" to the coop every day is no longer made and there is no need to go to take the Lelli frozen eggplant with Silvia and Molli.

Then comes Monday, Wednesday, and begin to dismantle. There is chaos in the park, the panels stacked forklifts that while technicians remove the facilities of beer. We are quickly made and the city of the world is dismantled.

And then there is sadness, because since Tuesday at least for me, everything returns to normal. Not that I do not like my normal, but the world is living with his whole body and become part of everyone. Above all, become part of us that work there.

If you stay awake until 4 in the morning and a half to wake up at 6 and a half after only two hours and run for the remaining 22 hours, something important must it necessarily be those Mondiali.

And the fact is, there are people I see almost only Casalecchio. But in those five days (which for some of us are 10 and even more for others) are my family and almost my life. What happens outside is hard to get and sometimes just do not have time.

I think of Modena, which are great. Each year they are there and you make the deck to make the Bar & Breakfast one of the attractions of the World Cup, live for ever the shank of Friday and Saturday, the brigades Gialloblu alive! And children living in Bologna, especially Giuseppe who believes so much and I shall address its charge like never before. Chicco Sampdoria and I think that when they begin to bone it does not stop most of the beers. I am thinking that Emily never stops, even after the pastis and I think this year, also in Alexandria and joy that are integrated with a lot of us (a little 'less than their kids, but oh well), hoping to find even next year along with Casalecchio

And then there is us, the UISP. The warehouse we are a bit 'Uisp from all of Italy. There's the press office of the national descending en masse. There are children to the fields, the Anti-Racist Piazza, info point, everything.

This world I've lived intensely, with many responsibilities that I have perhaps done more tiring, but ultimately the rewards of being part of a team leaves everything behind.

Perhaps the effort I made blunders in a while and I found myself to feel uncomfortable when faced with certain facts. And I think because these people, these friends, I want really.

pass before my eyes the images of Casalecchio, little snapshots of something alive and strong in my heart. I get emotional when I think about it. I'm happy, when I remember. I miss when I talk about it. I want it as soon as possible.

So thanks for all this, all of this ... Thanks Joseph, Sylvia, Francis, Hugh, Tommy, Andrew, James, Mamadou, Mirco, Roberto, Michael, Daniel, Antonio (Marcello), Layla, Francesca, Franceschina, Martha, Betty, Agnes, Emily, Alex, Joy, Robby George, Charles, Gaggia, True, Giusy, Bill, John, Paolone, Igor, Valerio, Chicco, Chiara, Vittorio, Fabrizio and all I definitely have not forgotten.

Casalecchio Thanks and until next year!

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Maybe I should make this post tomorrow with a night behind. But no, I do now, just arrived from the cinema.

I say now, "Toy Story 3 is a masterpiece. And it is, IMHO, the best Pixar film so far (even surpassing Wall-E and UP, although not by much, the comparison is hard).

To prepare the vision I saw myself back-to-back first two Wednesday night, and I must say that I was a little 'disappointed. Removed the initial surprise that the screenplay of the first is Joss Whedon (and I every time I read that name I do not understand anything), see each other now I found them no doubt still fresh and fun, but very childish and ends in themselves. Among other things, the second chapter, while introducing a couple of important people, your face has the word "later done for commercial purposes."
When we started to talk about the third chapter I was pretty discouraged, but huge fan of Pixar's work I hoped for the best. The releases were enthusiastic reviews, but I usually stopped to hear the opinion of the critics.

So I put in the room and put on my glasses.

The short, Day & Night, worth the extra cost of the ticket. A game between 3D and 2D mixed media (that has meaning only seen in 3D), conceived and developed with a dazzling technique, with a few as alienating effect. I still think the best short film Lifted Pixar, but this should be right behind him.

Then the film starts. What to say? The animation technique, the direction, the pace in the films Pixar has made great strides, the 3D is used very intelligently (not essential, but not useless). In an hour and a half hours this film dissects all possible emotions in the viewer, is funny, moving, very dramatic in some scenes, terrifying in others. Defining children's movies Pixar movies is now an insult. Useless list all the good things in the film, it makes no sense. But listen to an idiot, well you spend your money and go to the cinema to see it in 3D. You will not regret at all. I'm not so thrilled by the final series of Lost.

Pixar, thanks for existing.

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With great honor and pleasure to the public even here the infamous short ...
It cost us a lot of effort, but we have many Satisfaction input value (and 30 and praise that does not suck XD).
I hope it is the first in a series, I have already working on a couple of things (in a relatively short term and very long-term). I invite you to comment and share if you like ... And even if you did not like XD

Thanks again to my fellow workers ... The original idea has been mine, but without them there would surely come out so well. Especially thanks to Nico who became an ass as to be assembled. Thanks for your patience and for having gone along.

Bye!

Ps: a downloadable version for those who wanted it, will follow shortly