sing me a song... sing me a song
sing me a song ...
a song about all things that I forgot
sing me an old song ,
sing me a new one,
sing me a song about love
sing me a song about freedom
sing me a song ...the song that I forgot
sing me a song...
a song of sun and rain, a song of sand and snow,
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sing me, sing me a song
a new one, an old one
a song about love, a song about God
sing me a song to remember
the world where I belong .
sing me a song to remember ,
all the places where I come from,
all the places where I will go,
sing me a song ....
sing me, sing me, sing me
my song, your song,
A song about you, about me
a song before begining the world
a song about love, about time, about freedom.......
Sing me a song about dark
Sing me a song about light
a song about sun and snow
about spring, about autumn
about ...dancing with winds,
about ...playing in waters .
sing a song, sing me a song,
about you, about me
the song of love, of time, of freedom ...
sing me a song ...
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream–and not make dreams your master,
If you can think–and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings–nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And–which is more–you’ll be a Man, my son!
o tinuta care nu va fi niciodata demodata (cel putin in India)
sau 1,5* 6 metri de material si eleganta
Un sari este de fapt o fasie de material cu o latimea de aproximativ 1,5 metri si o lungime cuprinsa intre 4 si 6 metri care poate fi aranjat pe corp dupa dorinta. Daca ar fi sa compar un sari cu ceva as spune ca se aseamana din acest punct de vedere cu toga pe care o purtau romani in antichitate.
Se poarta inpreuna cu un top care acopera bustul si "fusta"/jupa pentru partea inferioara a corpului (in jurul "fustei" se aranjeaza sari-ul).
Un sari ascunde ce vrei sa ascunzi si lasa descoperit ce vrei sa lasi sa se vada. Exista o multime de moduri in se poate aranja si o multime de tesaturi din care este facut. De obicei are o tesatura subtire si este din bumbac sau matase .
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si o intrebare : "Care ar fi reactia lui Ceausescu daca ar bantui prin Romania dupa 20 de ani ? Ar oferi o felie de putere rudelor sau -cum se spune oficial- celui care da mai multi bani? "
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn’t serve the world. There’s nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we’re liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
there is a time ...
"To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven : A time to be born , anda time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up
that which is planted; A time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down and a time to build up; A time to laugh and a time to weep ; a time to mourn and a time to dance; A time to cast away stones and
a time to gather stones together
a time to embrance
and a time to refrain from embrancing;
A time to get and a time to lose;
a time to keep and a time to cast away ;
A time to rend and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence and a time to speak;
A time to love and a time to hate,
a time of war and a time of peace.
What profit hath he that worketh in that wherein laboreth?
He has made everything appropriate in its time. He has also set eternity in their heart, yet so that man will not find out the work which God has done from the beginning even to the end.
I know that there is nothing better for them than to rejoice and to do good in one’s lifetime; moreover, that every man who eats and drinks sees good in all his labor— it is the gift of God
I know that everything God does will remain forever; there is nothing to add to it and there is nothing to take from it, for God has so worked that men should fear Him "