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My loving mother (Italian)
Amo mia madre
Previdenza e
Io metterò il tuo corpo alla terra
Fiumi e verdi,
Si può poggiare a terra intorno al accogliente, romantico
Non ho madre per dare loro il vostro corpo
Loro di crescere frutta verde
Si può salire al Rock Sand
Hanno bellezza.
Il tuo sangue a fiumi e verdi
Dessi il mio corpo a terra per farli
Amo mia madre
Mi hai insegnato ad amare gli alberi intorno a loro verde
La bellezza di questa terra, voglio baciare ogni fessura e crack
Voglio toccare il corpo della terra si è
Mi piace
Madre Terra, dove è possibile rilassarsi nel campo
E i frutti magri e dà la vita per l'uomo
Che amo, e avere il tempo di camminare da solo
Riposa in pace, mamma
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poem by Thampi KEE
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Firma Terror (Unavailable On LP)
Written by: G. G. Beers
Length: 3:05
Lyrics:
Here on terra firma
The violence is spreading
The walls are collapsing
Into your back yards
Here on terra firma
The fires are raging
The riots up staging
To prove a point to none
Here on terra firma
The fear is choking
The life out of each and every one
Here on terra firma
Where TV is King
Where a black man with the same name
Had a televised beating
It's not too late
Yeah it's never too late
To heal these wounds
That are fatal to the end
To understand our sins
To make amends
See 'em down in hell
Must turn back the tide
This hatred must be stopped
Let's throw our arms out wide
And the dead are breaking in
When your world comes to an end
Will you say you did all could
And then just hang your head
Why not believe
In the good of man
Not bricks and burn
Take all that you can
To love your fellow man
With all of your heart
As you would yourself
We must try not to stand above
And hate you go to hell
Put love in your heart
God is not some TV show
Our life is not some part
Try to believe
That only good will come
If you give not to receive
That is kingdom come
Here on terra firma
The violence is spreading
Spread to your back yard
Here in firma terror
Leads to hatred and unrest
Not only can we beat it
No, that would be best
song performed by by INXS
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I like terra firma; the more firma, the less terra.
quote by George S. Kaufman
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People like terra firma, and they should be allowed to walk where they wish.
quote by Stephen Gardiner
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When Terra Firma Earthquake Volcano Tsunami Erupts
Earth terra firma safe solid earth under your feet
the Latin phrase terra earth, firma solid, reminds
dry land mass are all safe solid earth beneath feet
continents islands are solid land mass on earth’s surface
but land is not immovable affixed to one solid spot land
is a mobile surface divided into moving tectonic plates
plate boundaries mobile move at relative rates as plates
move against each other enormous pressure builds
up must be released through earth movement the result
natural hazard events earthquake volcano tsunami erupt
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Barcarola (#2)
OLTRE tomba
Qualche cosa?
E che ne dici?
Saremo felici?
Terra mai posa,
E mar rimbomba.
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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Alleluja
Sembra che
la terra trema sotto i piedi
non mi credi
guarda i miei piedi
Io sento che
la musica profuma di te
you see, my baby, you see, my baby
Dimmi se
lo senti dimmi che senti che,
ti sembra vera amica nera
Mi sembra che
la terra viva sotto i piedi
Alleluja
in questa notte buia
sono un uomo
che lotta coi suoi guai
in questa notte buia
Io sento che
fai crescere quest'atmosfera
amica nera...amica nera
nuda ormai
la pelle tua un tamburo che fa
un suono pieno, d'arcobaleno
rotoler,
il suono di una ritmica che
come un respiro...come un respiro...
mi sembra che
la terra e' viva sotto i piedi
Alleluja
in questa notte buia
sono un uomo
che lotta coi suoi guai
Alleluja
dolcissima tortura
voglio morire su te
per morire di gioia
in questa notte buia
in questa notte buia
in questa notte buia
in questa notte buia
Alleluja
dolcissima tortura
voglio morire su te
per morir di gioia
in questa notte buia
in questa notte buia
in questa notte buia
in questa notte buia
song performed by by Zucchero
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Come Dance With Me
Come! Take my hand… and dance with me…..
On terra firma, on a solar breeze brought here by a celestial wind….
In the gentle breeze blowing off the sea-, and the mountains in the eve….
Come dance with me in the Allegro, the Barock and Minuet….
….on intergalactic music eons old, arriving only now, in our quantum space
….on sounds of ancient water streams and waterfalls echoing continuously
….on sounds of oceans and it’s surf of this planet that’s been reverberating for ever
….as if part of our destiny we only now-, somehow mysteriously as if by magic
….we sense, feel and hear it, synchronous with this between us
……this music of terra firma, the cosmos and galaxies,
…and the mystique of eons pasts’ voices of lovers’ gentle whispers floating out there
T’is always been there to enchant travelers and those meandering recklessly
And people like us fools! Adventurous in Love…. And loving
Come! Take my hand…. And dance with me
…and to dance for ever more and always
Please, will you take my hand, my Love…..
Well dance in the shadow of the Namib dunes….
Well dance in the shadow of a huge rock in Orions’ belt….
Well dance in the misty wisps of water under Mount Auxes fall in the gorge below
Come! Let us dance… dance with me ……naked in mind and body
poem by Johan Fourie
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A Thunderstorm in Town
She wore a 'terra-cotta' dress,
And we stayed, because of the pelting storm,
Within the hansom's dry recess,
Though the horse had stopped; yea, motionless
We sat on, snug and warm.
Then the downpour ceased, to my sharp sad pain,
And the glass that had screened our forms before
Flew up, and out she sprang to her door:
I should have kissed her if the rain
Had lasted a minute more.
poem by Thomas Hardy
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Soldiers
Shadows
never surrender
to the
darkness
and fury
of the storm.
Emboldened,
they stand firm,
as thrashing
rains and wind
soon tire
of the battle
Daylight tears
through skys
of the
weakening gale,
spilling on to
the battered,
exhausted terra firma
Revealing
weary,
valiant
heros.
Soldiers.
by
T. Labbe`
Cosa Rester (In A Song)
Acqu'azzura
O Alba Chiara
Nel Blu Dipinto Di Blu, Cosa Rester?
Un Centro Di Gravit?
Acqu'azzura
O Alba Chiara
E D'Una Terra Promessa, Cosa Rester?
Un Centro Di Gravit?Indifferente
Titles Of A Song, That Fly Among The Trapping Of Time
Capturing Emotions In A Song
On And On, Forever
A Fire On The Beach, Your Friends
A Moment Locked In A Tune
Emotions Last Forever In A Song
All Life Long, Ooh Whoa Whoa
Acqu'azzura
O Alba Chiara
Nel Blu Dipinto Di Blu, Cosa Rester?
Un Centro Di Gravit?
Acqu'azzura
O Alba Chiara
E D'Una Terra Promessa, Cosa Rester?
Un Centro Di Gravit?Indifferente
Titles Of A Song, That Fly Among The Trapping Of Time
Capturing Emotions In A Song
On And On, Forever
A Fire On The Beach, Your Friends
A Moment Locked In A Tune
Emotions Last Forever In A Song
All Life Long, Ooh Whoa Whoa
Acqu'azzura
O Alba Chiara
Nel Blu Dipinto Di Blu, Cosa Rester?
Un Centro Di Gravit?
Acqu'azzura
O Alba Chiara
E D'Una Terra Promessa, Cosa Rester?
Un Centro Di Gravit?Indifferente
song performed by by Eiffel 65
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Rabbit Proof Fence
There are two Australian fences I'd like to talk about
One runs from the north down to the south to keep the rabbits out
The other is invisible - it's in Australian's minds
It’s a blinkered view of what it is to be part of humankind.
When Australia was first was colonised some two hundred years ago
The colonists they formed a view so that they could go
And claim each piece of land they found and make it for their own
Paying no respect or honour to those who had in this country grown
They stole this land directly from the Aborigines
Regarding them as savages without any dignity
Their currency was alcohol, diseased blankets and the gun
And they cleared this whole damn country fast once this clearing had begun.
They called it Terra Nullis to justify their gains
And they then gave Aborigines European sounding names
They would take all of their children and put them into homes
Of good god fearing people who would take them as their own
The aim of this was clearly born of a harsh philosophy
You cannot steal from people who have no identity
This form of cultural cleansing was fundamental to this land
And these stolen generations are now trying to understand
What it was was taken from their culture in the past
And what can now be full regained in a way that will long last.
Hundreds of their languages are now only spoken by a few
Traditions and communities need to begin anew
If the lie of Terra Nullis is to be rightfully exposed
And Australia's real history is to be more fully clothed
It's time to say we're sorry not just to say it's not our fault
If we don't understand this history then we're selling ourselves short
Of a magic in this country that sets it full apart
Of a land that has all peoples beating strongly in its heart.
The rabbits they were introduced to make Australia seem
More like the England left behind and part of that vain dream
Was to make this sunburnt country something that it never could
Be or even slow become and it's now clear that no good
Will ever come if fences stay - for Australia shall find
That as a fence cannot be rabbit proof nor can a state of mind.
poem by David Keig
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Pain - 0495
Pain rained, exploded, insane fire-bright ball
sheered synapses, somehow knew
to spring the nerves' defences too.
The system, unprepared, sharp blowtorch scorch must doubly fall, little leeway left on call to cushion harm, calm recall.
Some prompter's cue triggers terra volt terror bolt jolt from out the blue
pain's reign again explodes, codes scarlet ball.
(8 July 2008)
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Unincorporated Insights XI
Disseminating what is maybe true
Causes us to scatter ourselves like seeds.
Our promulgating ideals will strew
Themselves, rooting within our pseudo-needs.
We watch them knot and snarl beneath our feet,
Disheveling the ground on which we stand.
We watch the branches, gnarling with conceit,
Above our heads as they shadow our land.
We watch the ossified stem sprouting out,
Latching onto the world with a vice-grip,
Standing firm as cement, both thick and stout,
Causing terra firma to bust and split—
And, yet, it withers by our desertion
In the hysteria of exertion.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Double Rage
DOUBLE RAGE
Rage reigned unreined, exploded, insane fire-bright ball.
A ggravation sheered synapses in unbridled spew,
G rating, springing the nerves’ defences too.
E viscerated system, unprepared, sharp blowtorch scorch must doubly fall,
R egrets replete, little leeway left on call to cushion harm, calm recall.
A nger, as prompter’s cue triggers terra volt terror bolt jolt from out the blue
G asping for air, grasping to regain control, cool overview,
E xasperation again explodes - codes scarlet stress ball.
14 February 2010
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PAIN
Pain rained, exploded, insane fire-bright ball
sheered synapses, somehow knew
to spring the nerves’ defences too.
The system, unprepared, sharp blowtorch scorch must doubly fall, little leeway left on call to cushion harm, calm recall.
Some prompter’s cue triggers terra volt terror bolt jolt from out the blue
pain’s reign again explodes - codes scarlet ball.
1 December 1991 revised 8 July 2008
robi03_0495_robi03_0000 XXX_MXX Pain
see Double Rage robi03_1961_robi03_0000 AXX_MXX
Double Rage poem © Jonathan Robin
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Il Grande Baboomba
Belli come me
Non ne fanno ancora
Cho una cartola
Che fa paura
Dove vai, dove vai
E prestami la faccia dai
Che devo fare brutta figura
E dopo vado a mille allora
Arriva la bomba, oh yeah, il grande baboomba per te
La rumba e la tromba, oh yeah, il grande baboomba per te
Sani come me
Non ne trovi in giro
Cho una calamita
Per la sfiga
Chi e la star di questo show
E prestami la faccia oh
Che devo fare brutta figura
E dopo vado finche dura
Arriva la bomba, oh yeah, il grande baboomba per te
La rumba e la tromba, oh yeah, il grande baboomba per te
E scoppia la bomba, ole, il grande baboomba e con te
E cala la mutanda, ole, il grande baboomba e per te
My baby, mama, leaves in New Orleans
Yeah, Im a boogie man, shes a queen
Sono un fenomeno e sai perche
Tiro cioccolata, molta cioccolata yeah
Its all right, its all right, its all right
Arriva,arriva,arriva,arriva, arriva la bomba,oh yeah,il grande baboomba per te
La rumba e la tromba, oh yeah, il grande baboomba per te
E scoppia la bomba, oh yeah, il grande baboomba e con te
Che rumba e che tromba
Che rumba e che tromba
Che rumba e che tromba
Il grande baboomba
song performed by by Zucchero
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Dreamworld
The breakfast creek hotel is up for sale
The last square mile of terra firma gavelled in the mail
So farewell to the norfolk island pines
No amount of make believe can help this heart of mine
End - your dreamworld is just about to end
Fall - your dreamworld is just about to fall
Your dreamworld will fall
So shut that buckle and turn that key again
Take me to a place they say the dreaming never ends
Open wide drive that mystery road
Walk through edens garden and then wonder as you go
Sign says honeymoon to rent
Cloudland into dreamland turns
The sun comes up and we all learn
Those wheels must turn
song performed by by Midnight Oil
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Managed By Miscreants
The terrors of tomorrow collide with monsters
To observe the days of honour,
Those fruitful events of the orders of man.
These events command swimming sailors,
Those few miscreants engaged in idol-worship;
A management was an altar of the highest virtue
And duty. I do not know fortnights and weeks
Of pleasure.
The terra firma formed from the crust
Excels with our spirits of jars and armour.
The whole pottery emerges in the form of thoughts
Thoroughly excellent.
The terror shades the self from the sun or the star
That reigns over shaking earth.
My terrible tense world is afire,
Without the needs of an acting monster.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Noel
I sang a song upon Christmas day
And the feet of many going one way,
The word the golden voice did say:
Gloria in Excelsis!
The air was filled with snowflakes white,
And the singing stars danced in their flight,
Sweet the song they sang in the night,
Et in terra pax!
Good singing folk, where is there peace,
And for the broken heart heartsease?
They chant: Come hither upon your knees,
Venite ad Bethlehem!
For now the Prince of Peace is born;
For the full heart and the heart forlorn
He signs His Peace upon Christmas Morn:
Adeste Fidelis!
poem by Katharine Tynan
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Welcome to Babel
Welcome to BABEL
A storm is brewing on the sun
and solar flares will soon appear
tongues of fire will reach out
across millions of miles and sear.
Charged particles will crash upon
The planet Earth's magnetic fields
This may wreak havoc on our world
frying our electronic gear.
The sun’s been 'quiet' for decades now
fewer and fewer sunspots appeared
but 'Sol' they say is a variable star
and may be vary hot I fear.
When last storms of this magnitude
bombarded Terra from afar
The vacuum cathode ray was king
and analog was still a star.
Our digitized world may not fare well,
our games and websites may go down.
Then we'll emerge from our cocoons-
welcome to Babel with its many sounds
poem by John F. McCullagh
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