Standing Ovation
C' un mistero che non lo so
Quando ti vedo che cos'ho
Sento tremare lo stomaco
Qualcosa di profondo sai
Mi fa andar fuori di testa
Fuori di me
Io non capisco senza di te... (Oh no!?)
Il mondo che cos'?
Ho camminato per strade sai
Ho fatto cose che non dovrei
Ho visto cose fantastiche
Ho avuto donne bellissime
Nessuna ha mai chiarito se
Il mondo vero senza di te... (Oh no?)
Io credo di no!
Standing ovation
Standing ovation per te!
Standing ovation
ovation for you!
Ho passeggiato nel buio sai
ho vinto tutto e ho riperso poi
Ho visto cose fantastiche
Ho avuto donne bellissime
Nessuna ha mai chiarito se
Il mondo vero senza di te... (Oh no?)
Io credo di no!
Standing ovation
Standing ovation per te
Standing ovation
Ovation for you!
Standing ovation
Standing ovation per te
Standing ovation
Ovation for you
Ti ho mandato un messaggio ieri sera
sulla segreteria telefonica
sono dei fiori
No Ti ho pensato molto stamattina
Quando ho visto nascere il sole
Ti ho mandato subito un messaggino
Era: per te vorrei essere migliore
Standing ovation
Ovation for you
song performed by by Vasco Rossi
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The shade of the light
My ovation is to the slaves
Who built the Taj Mahal.
My ovation to the soldiers
Who made Alexander the great.
My ovation is to mice and cats
Who promoted the scientists.
Am I a cynic or jealous?
06.07.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I get a standing ovation jaust standing.
quote by George Burns
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Devotion and Persistence
A warm welcome of deeds performed,
Aren't always received with standing ovation.
Sometimes what is done is not even noticed.
So what does one do?
Break down in devastation?
Those who give from the heart,
Are not that small in number.
They are not out seeking applause,
Like many false givers do!
It isn't rare that there are those sincere.
They do not appear with banners adorned.
Wanting their accomplishments,
To be heard going on and on.
By someone else who may be impressed.
Someone else who may or may not express envy.
A warm welcome of deeds performed,
Aren't always received with standing ovation.
Sometimes what is done is not even noticed.
So what does one do?
Break down in devastation?
Or make proclamations,
Of how long their 'sacrifices' have been in place!
And those social butterflies,
Are never without their resumés.
Or hints of reminders of those deeds done they do.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The standing ovation threw me... to be held in such regard in a town so full of talent is quite something.
quote by Michael Caine
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I received the most fantastic welcome to the Broadway Theatre community. I walked on stage to tremendous applause and a long standing ovation, wondering when I was ever going to be able to say my first line!
quote by Elaine Paige
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Myself
You never seen nobody as divine as
She can see reflections
In her own eyes
An admission of desire,
On a handsome afternoon
Is an ovation to her ego
In her everyone is everything and
Everything is mine
Ms. marceau
You dont need another,
Youll always be your own hero
Myself ms. marceau
You dont need another, youll always
Be your own hero
As if were speaking in
Another language
Every word means i, me,
Mine every hello every good
No escape to the life of the average
Its an ovation to my ego
In her every one is everything and
Everything is mine
Were very fortunate to have her here
Accounts are empty and my friends
Deserted long ago but
She say that Im okay, so Im okay
song performed by by Verve Pipe
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I was blown away by the standing ovation. I've had tributes before, sure, but I don't retain that feeling, and I wasn't prepared for it on Tuesday. But maybe you shouldn't retain these things or you'd be on a permanent high.
quote by Burt Bacharach
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~ Size Zero ~ Ground Zero ~
~ SIZE ZERO ~ GROUND ZERO ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK.
30.11.09.
Sz ~ burning calorie
Gz ~ bruising calorie.
Sz ~ trimming body
Gz ~ treading psyche.
Sz ~ blooming blush
Gz ~ bereavement hush.
Sz ~ fluent flowering
Gz ~ blued blurring.
Sz ~ Standing ovation of cheers
Gz ~ Standing elegy of tears.
Red Rose to Sz ~ Applause
Red Rose to Gz ~ Solace.
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Copyright reserved by the author
poem by Ms. Nivedita Bagchi Spc. Uk.
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Measuring His Life
with coffee cups
something to wake him up
from a deadly
stupor
the last cup of coffee
is reserved
for his elegy
at this point he expects
no one to drink to that
except perhaps the
nod of silence
the standing ovation of
the wind's
tired hushes
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Theatrics
A captivated audience is easier to trick,
With surprising theatrics.
Than those who have rehearsed,
The implementing of fear to test periodically...
For the effectiveness of reactions expected.
'We did it!
Finally we got a standing ovation.
Everyone sat on the edge of their seats.
We must keep this momentum at its peak,
Every performance.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I'm also getting an Ovation Legend, because I like them so much.
quote by Mark Knopfler
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To have that kind of ovation, that happens very seldom for a lineman.
quote by Jerry Kramer
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Poem about poetry - Poem for clearing thoughts
beach drizzle
the strong wind
orchestrates
a classical song
touching the rawness
of my heart
the vast sea
lurches forward
the stronger waves
swarming over
the weaker ones
pushing them onto land
in successive surge
an adagio played out
to a wondrous cheer
on and on they go
nearby the palm trees
like me could not help
but sigh in admiration
a standing ovation
from that corner of my heart
the waves keep pounding on
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The African Son Glides
to elders he respect
under realistic rules he perfects
orders strength with patience
conquers foes with confidence
so much expected of his mature
too much needed of his nature
conspicuous eyes an African Son glides!
runs and roars like a tiger
laughs and lutes like a bird
honest to his kindness
loyal to his stubbornness
so long he longs for wisdom
for long strives for success
conspicuous eyes an African son glides!
an ancient mind of inabilities
such anxious heart of possibilities
that he climbs with pride
then denotes his cultures
yet lives for his tradition
a standing ovation!
are you an African son?
he cries not to wounds
he dispense not to scars
spites the evil lights
hates the evil sparks
conspicuous eyes an African Son glides!
arts in his intelligence
a kingdom of no redundancy
a divine world of innovation
enhanced in terms of denotation
thus music to his soul he enjoys
mixed lyrics to mind he bind
a true definition!
he extremes to extinction
leads with an elephant memory
controls with dirty hands of good
a bird flying low
but high enough not to be recognized
he lives in Africa and calls Africa home,
yes! min mind and spirit
a standing ovation!
becomes a prince to his father
that son is is what his mother refers
an example to his siblings
a secret admire of no faulse to the fantasy world
he lives Africa and so speaks
he dreams an African dream and true it becomes
he is the son to the land because
conspicuous eyes an African son glides
poem by Anele ''The African Son'' kaPotelwa
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I love working in Canada. The ovation is great. It makes me feel like I'm the top dog.
A Remote Chance They Are Not Aware
Anyone who obtains success,
With claims they are surprised by it...
Have been taught to express humility.
As if for them,
A getting of attention is not as wanted...
As much as the getting of applause given.
And the greater the accomplishment,
The bright glow of shock shows upon their face.
'I don't understand it.
Why would someone claw their way to the top,
Only to wish their claws clipped.
With an attempt to hide,
An undeniable ambitiousness...
That has proven them to be,
Worthy of the standing ovation.
As if it was not expected.'
Maybe...
There is a remote chance,
They are not aware...
Of their own talents.
'Yeah right!
And maybe a duck that quacks,
Isn't aware that the sound of it can be heard.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Senza Parole
Ho guardato dentro una bugia
e ho capito che una malattia
dalla quale non si pu guarire...mai!
e ho cercato di convincermi che tu non ce l'hai
Ho guardato dentro casa tua
e ho capito che era una follia
aver pensato che fossi soltanto...mia
e ho cercato di dimenticare
di non guardare
E ho guardato la televisione
e mi venuta come l'impressione
che mi stessero rubando il tempo e che tu..
che tu mi rubi l'amore
ma poi ho camminato tanto e fuori
c'era un gran rumore
che non ho pi pensato a tutte queste cose
e ho guardato dentro un'emozione
e ci ho visto dentro tanto amore
che ho capito perch non si comanda il cuore
e va bene cos...senza parole
senza parole!!!
e va bene cos...senza parole
e va bene cos...
Ma guardando la televisione
mi venuta come l'impressione
che mi stessero rubando il tempo
e che tu che tu mi rubi l'amore
ma poi ho camminato tanto e fuori
c'era un grande sole
che non ho pi pensato a tutte queste cose
e va bene cos...senza parole
e va bene cos...senza parole
e va bene cos...senza parole
e va bene cos...senza parole
senza parole
e va bene cos...senza parole
senza parole
senza parole
song performed by by Vasco Rossi
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I have also noticed that when a rider who had confidence in his ability was defeated, after doing his level best to win, always received an ovation from the gathering.
quote by Major Taylor
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Faded Hero
I’m leaving you alone
Moving on, living on my own
No sympathy is needed
My heart was diseased, and it couldn’t be treated
The shadows are calling
I’m forced to start crawling
The dark skies are all I can see
Every time I took a step it felt like you were mocking me
I made the same mistake twice
Should’ve taken my friend’s advice
Tearing this S off my chest, I wasn’t a hero
Didn’t have a heart, but you divided it by zero
Great job, ya get a standing ovation
Tearing through my emotions without an explanation
The pain didn’t bother me ‘til just now
So stand up, and let everyone see you bow.
poem by Nicholas McKimmy
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Beware, I am on my Way
Morning rays
Light up the brilliance
of diamond jewels,
As it moves, draped
in diaphnous robes.
Curvaceous, heaving
Its bosom like a siren,
A wanton woman,
Trying to ensnare
A gullible victim,
Paying standing ovation,
With longing in his limpid eyes,
Watching from the sidelines.
Comely, willowy
Gracefully undulating,
Today rain or shine
It flows,
With determination
Enjoying the journey;
On its destination
To merge its identity
With the one
who has waited
an eternity;
the mighty ocean.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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