Vinitaly

It's the Italian window on/of world wines. A good week-end. We left by car from Civitanova. Finally, after 10 days of 'I come', 'I can't', 'We go, but from Rome' We arrived on the one star lovely hotel in front of Garda lake. Venerdi sera tranquillo a Peschiera sul Garda, cena tutti insieme e poi a dormire. Sabato di fiera: dalle 8.30 tutti svegli, perchè in fiera si deve essere presto. Si inizia con i vini siciliani, perchè con la colazione ancora sullo stomaco forse un vino liquoroso fa meno differenza. Poi olio siciliano e Gabrielloni, poi vini calabresi (+++), mentre i masterizzati fanno pranzo, spizzico, verso un bicchiere di vino rosso sui jeans di Pamela, e poi allo stand. 'Would you like to taste some Lacrima wine?' Incontri positivi:Cliente canadese con moglie, vuole incontrare Gagliardi, perchè la madre calabrese ha lo stesso cognome. Simpatici. Massimo Mancini e signora. Saputi family. Alle 16.30 già ne ho abbastanza, usciamo da fiera e by bus back to B car park. A cena con Valentina mentre loro tornano a Verona. Problema:at 22.45 back to hotel, but the reception has already closed!!!! fino a mezzanotte e mezza di fuori FREDDOOO, poi un'altra ora a dormire in ingresso, poi arrivono loro e mi salvano. DOMENICA giornata bellissima a Cremona, con formaggi di tutta Italia, freddo, poi back to Civitanova and boots in Mimmo car.

new month

Today, end of a week with a new job and less time for the old, week with holland group arriving tomorrow, with good friends always near, with longer sunlight, with meeting for renting brother office, with weekend translation for Wenger conferences, for swimming pool.....no the swimming pool does not enter in this week, but it was good as well.

Song Translation-General

General, behind the hill

The dark killer night is there,

And in the middle of the field

A peasant, curve on the sunset

As a girl in her fifty with five children,

Coming in this world as rabbits do

Leaving this world as soldiers,

Not yet back.

General, behind the station,

You see the train, which goes to the sun.

It never stops, not event to piss,

You go straight home

Without thinking

That war is good, even if it makes bad
That we’ll be back singing again and

Nurses will make love to us

General, the war has finished,

The enemy has left, has been won and defetead,

Behind the hill, nobody anylonger,

Just pine needles, silence and mushrooms,

Good to be eaten and dried,

For the Cristmas sauce,

When children cried,

As they don’t want to sleep.

General, these five stars,

These five tears on my skin,

What is their sense inside the noise of this train,

Which is half empty and half full,

It goes back quickly,

In two minutes it’s almost day,

It’s almost home, it’s almost love.

(from Generale, Francesco de Gregori)

feel like moonish

A moon weather, today in Piediripa, IT. 6p.m. the sun is shining in front of dark hills, grey clouds and snow, which two days ago left the sky and has not arrived yet to the brown fields.

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go and visit the blog of a clever man. It's in italian, if you need it, just ask me for any translation.
topics: war, fair trade, clean energy, and more more

Song translation 2:The cure

I’ll protect you from fears of every fear,

From chaos you’ll meet in your way from today on

From injustice and tricks of your days

From failures you’ll attract just by nature.

I’ll lift you up from pains and changes in your mood

From your mania obsessions
I’ll overcome gravity flows,

Space and light,

So you’ll never get old.
And you’ll recover from any illness,

As you are special,

And I’ll take care of you.
I was wondering among Tennessee fiedls,

(don’t know how I did arrive there)

Don’t you have white flowers for me,

My dreams cross the sea

Faster than me.

I’ll bring you silence and patience above all,

We’ll go together across the road sto essence

Love perfumes will drive our bodies crazy,
August calm will not calm our senses.
I’ll weave your hair as songlines,

I know the world laws,

and I’ll give it to you as a present.
I’ll overcome gravity flows,

Space and light,

So you’ll never get old.
I’ll save you from the blues
as you’re special and I’ll take care of you,

Just me, I’ll take care of you

(from the italian La cura, Battiato)

The winged road

He was late, by car in a foggy night. He had to be in time, took the first road, 'It's the wrong one ...I'm lost' and arrived just out of her place. The night after he went back on the top of the hill, he didn't find that road. Months after Jake was driving 'My friend is leaving, I need to meet him before' , again he did turn on a new direction and arrived at the railway station before Luis did leave for good. The winged road is just there, take it anywhere and arrive wherever you want.

you studied people!

don't know what to do? ok, just give me a ring, I'll give you the link to my job home page, so you can correct all that myriads of mistakes I wrote there down. Thanks thanks! anna

Translations

What's positive today? nothing, today nothing. I wrote to a translator, a professional translator he said. I gave him the link to the damn site I'm working to since ages. He said it's shit, ok not real shit, but.....a total global check in is necessary. Pork the misery does not mean anything in english, nor dirty pork, while porca zozza and porca miseria do mean a lot in italian. As Lepschji perfectly explained, translation is not simply changing words.

What if today I had written it, instead of my no-point docs?

The dream

<>I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed - we hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal.

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight.

Songs translation1

you don't know
how much I've loved
and how much I still do,
and you don't know as I've never told you,
in love words don't count, the music does.

as Palomar

you think about him, you imagine where to meet him, what to say, his reply, your re-reply, 'yes, now I move my hand...', your clothes, his jeans. no, reload. New dream, new place, I'll say that, he will not reply, sooo I'll ask.........Then when you know that you'll meet him this evening, end of the joke. Palomar is the hero of Calvino's book. He is walking around the beach, he sees her, he is looking for the perfect sentence for his dreams' girl, selecting the perfect words for soooo long. Then he finds them, but she had left.

after december, 10th

He will meet many girls, crazy women, great lovers, strangers, but never someone like me. And he knows. that's why it's a good day.

before july, 7 th 2005

a note just to remember :
house wherevever
dinner with Lu
job at the school ('cause I know how to teach Italian) and here in the office
5 days with Max (just to understand if it is or if it is not)
Two littles plants in the terrace (a cactus and basil), open door for guests. A laptop, paper decorated walls (so that everybody like it and ask me to decorate their houses). Work /for /with Pat and Pep. That's it. Deadline: july, 7th 2005

nothing true but the eyes read it whenever you can.

When a dj dies

John Peel died and a tribute is destined to him. I never listened to him, but I would have liked to, he must be great if so many guys pays attention to his wor(l)ds. Switch the radio on and don't stop thinking-said that man.

your help before my funeral

It can happen at any time, you do not need to be in your 70s to start think about it. So, before that day, I'm preparing the list, things to be given back to people: Che poster to Chia, mailbox to Ba, the portrait to Pat, the green hat to Val. The Buenos Aires Flag. That is Pablo's present, he gave it to me before going back to Argentine 5 years ago for good. If I die, or to say better, when I die,Pablo must have back his flag. So, you people-on- my-blog, once you are in Argentine, and meet Pablo Martino just tell him that you have something for him.

Una giovane flessibile

Ieri sera "W gli sposi" su Raitre. Se lo avete visto, probably siete andate a dormire con un senso di rabbia incazzata impotenza ingiustizia. Se non lo avete visto, il concetto si può riassumere in una domanda: Perchè due ragazzi di 30 anni si devono sentire in colpa se pensano di avere un figlio? Tante storie, simile a quelle di amici miei, di persone che vedi in treno in bus a piedi tutti i giorni, ma caz nessuno ha il diritto di farmi sentire in colpa se voglio una casa o un figlio. L'aspetto positivo: fra un mese nasce Anna, da genitori co.co.co e studenti, ma lei nasce lo stesso, e quando sarà grande, le faccio vedere 'Il Postino'.

let's start

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pipol of Macerata

Film di Anna

Ambientazione: Macerata, da corso Cavour, a Piazza,cinema excelsior, Roxi bar, gelatiere e pozzo, cantina. Tutte le ambientazioni partono da portone di casa, telecamera come a passeggio, si ferma al cinema, poi da portone si ferma al roxi, poi da portone al pozzo, …..

Attori: ciarlanti, chiara, sauro, marco, ba e ino, peppe e patrizia, quelli dei posti sopra citati, natasa, saurone, Michele carlà, Gianfranco, marco cecchetti, quello dei traslochi, Bastianelli, petofi. Giulia ed Edoardo.

<><>Trama: Incontri interviste, a volte incrociate, saurone parla di Michele e viceversa, a volte ognuno parla di se’, traslochi insieme a Lido, o con Petofi, Edoardo e Giulia con Saurone e Sauro, natasa con peppe e patrizia,