There was an Old Man of Peru,
Who never knew what he should do;
So he tore off his hair,
And behaved like a bear,
That intrinsic Old Man of Peru.
by Edward Lear from A Book of Nonsense (1846)
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Mi Media Naranja
I am searching for my soul mate
Oh baby I know it’s not too late
Maybe try in a foreign tongue
The very reason for my song
Hey why not in Spanish…
Chorus:
Mi Media Naranja por donde encuentra
Madrid, Perú o Sri Lanka…
(interlude with Spanish guitar)
Oh I am not gonna vanish..
I climb mountains and dive a sea
So why not search an orange tree
Ying and Yang my high ambition
Oh on my love life’s mission
Chorus:
Mi Media Naranja por donde encuentra
Madrid, Perú o Sri Lanka…
(Interlude with Spanish guitar)
In Spanish a fine expression
Made me such an impression
My other half of orange fruit
I am now completely en route
Chorus:
Mi Media Naranja por donde encuentra
Madrid, Perú o Sri Lanka…
(interlude with Spanish guitar)
Life is mine to fully discover
Now on the hunt for new lover
A love anthem for any language
Just never be quick to judge
Chorus:
Mi Media Naranja por donde encuentra
Madrid, Perú o Sri Lanka…
(interlude with Spanish guitar)
poem by Isabel Lavender
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Like An Inca
Said the condor to the preying mantis
Were gonna lose this place just like we lost atlantis
Brother we got to go sooner than you know
The gypsy told my fortune, she said that nothin showed.
Who put the bomb on the sacred altar?
Why should we die if it comes our way?
Why should we care about a little button
Being pushed by someone we dont even know?
Well. I wish I was an aztec,
Or a runner in peru
I would build such beautiful buildings
To house the chosen few
Like an inca from peru.
If you want to get high, build a strong foundation
Sink those pylons deep now and reach for the sky
If you want to get lost in the jungle rhythm
Get down on the ground and pretend youre swimmin.
If you want to put ice in the lava river
First you must climb, then you must stand and shiver
Brother we got to go sooner than you know
The gypsy told my fortune, the gypsy told my fortune,
The gypsy told my fortune, she said that nothing showed
Well I wish I was an aztec,
Or a runner in peru
I would build such beautiful buildings
To house the chosen few
Like an inca from peru.
Said the condor to the preying mantis
Were gonna lose this place just like we lost atlantis
Brother we got to go sooner than you know
The gypsy told my fortune, the gypsy told my fortune,
The gypsy told my fortune, she said that nothin showed.
Who put the bomb on the sacred altar?
Why should we die if it comes our way?
Why should we care about a little button
Being pushed by someone we dont even know?
Well. I wish I was an aztec,
Or a runner in peru
I would build such beautiful buildings
To house the chosen few
Like an inca from peru.
I feel sad, but I feel happy
As Im coming back to home
Theres a bridge across the river
That I have to cross alone
Like a skipping rolling stone
Like an inca.
song performed by by Neil Young
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The name of Peru was not known to the natives.
quote by William Prescott
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If no man could become rich in Peru, no man could become poor.
quote by William Prescott
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The investor knows quite well that we don't have anymore the widespread terrorism here in Peru.
quote by Alberto Fujimori
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Going to Peru is, well, if you ever have an opportunity in your life to go there, you should do it because it is absolutely mind boggling.
quote by Dean Stockwell
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Hitchhiker
When I was a hitchhiker on the road
I had to count on you
But you needed me to ease the load
And for conversation too
Or did you just drive on through.
You didnt see me in toronto
When I first tried out some hash
Smoked some then and Ill do it again
If I only had some cash
Only had some cash.
Then I tried amphetamines
And my head was in a glass
Taped underneath the speedometer wires
Of my 48 buicks dash.
But I knew that wouldnt last.
Then came california
Where I first saw open water
In the land of opportunity
I knew I was getting hotter
I knew I was getting hotter.
But the neon lights
And the endless nights
The neon lights
And the endless nights
The neon lights
And the endless nights
The neon lights
And the endless nights
They took me by surprise
The doctor gave me valium
But I still couldnt close my eyes
I still couldnt close my eyes.
Then came paranoia
And it ran away with me
I couldnt sign my autograph
Or appear on tv
Or see or be seen
See or be seen
Or see or be seen.
Living in the country
Sounded good to me
Smoking grass while the summer lasts
In the real organic sea
Where everything was green
Everything was green.
Then we had a kid and we split apart
I was living on the road
A little cocaine went a long long way
To ease that different load
But my head did explode
My head did explode.
I wish I was an aztec
Or a runner in peru
I would build such beautiful buildings
To house the chosen few
Like an inca from peru.
When I was a hitchhiker on the road
I had to count on you
But you needed me to ease the load
And for conversation too
Or did you just drive on
Did you just drive on
Did you just drive on through.
Or did you just drive on
Did you just drive on
Did you just drive on through.
song performed by by Neil Young
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If you like trekking, go to the Himalayas or Peru. I love those kinds of trips. But it all depends on your own life and what you like and what you expect.
quote by Diane von Furstenberg
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Manuel Rosales is being unjustly persecuted. He won't return to Venezuela under these circumstances, because Peru will never expel him.
quote by Javier Valle-Riestra
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There once was a man from Peru
Who trapped a small stone in his shoe;
It felt like a whopper
As he came a cropper
Then proceeded to turn the air blue.
quote by by John Carter Brown
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Easy Money
South of the border and busted,
Caught by a woman I trusted,
Now dont you call me a fool,
It could have happened to you,
Its just my luck,
It had to happen to me.
Sweet carmelita betrayed me
She said, take me home, serenade me.
I figured a song could do me no wrong.
I didnt know how wrong I could be.
Easy money for just one run to peru.
Itll be so easy. well have no trouble gettin through.
Well I almost made it, except for that one border guard.
He opened up my guitar. hello prison yard.
Goodbye easy money. easy money.
The chiquita must have told em my story
cause when my eyes finally focused next morning
Carmelita had spoken bout guitars and some coke
And she laughed as they slapped me in chains.
I was thrown in cell with a killer.
A convict who coughed through the night.
While I laid awake with the chills and shakes,
Hoping for a file in a cake.
Easy money for just one run to peru.
Itll be so easy. well have no trouble gettin through.
Well I almost made it, except for that one border guard.
He opened up my guitar. hello prison yard.
Just to make me mad he smashed my guitar.
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye,
Easy money
song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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Ive Done It Again
I was on the first ship to peru,
Charted all the courses like all sailors do,
First to cross the [? ] in [? ],
Oversea in wetbacks for good californian wine.
And Ive done it again, done it again, done it again,
And Ive done it again, done it again, done it again.
I was there when jan and liford sang,
First to feel the cold alaskan white man,
First to take a trip on lsd,
First to vote for roosevelt back in 33.
And Ive done it again, done it again, done it again,
And Ive done it again, done it again, done it again.
Yes Ive seen it, yes Ive seen it,
And if your feeling great I feel it.
And Ive done it again, done it again, done it again,
And Ive done it again, done it again, done it again.
And Ive done it again, done it again, done it again,
And Ive done it again, done it again, done it again.
song performed by by Grace Jones
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The Damsel Of Peru
Where olive leaves were twinkling in every wind that blew,
There sat beneath the pleasant shade a damsel of Peru.
Betwixt the slender boughs, as they opened to the air,
Came glimpses of her ivory neck and of her glossy hair;
And sweetly rang her silver voice, within that shady nook,
As from the shrubby glen is heard the sound of hidden brook.
'Tis a song of love and valour, in the noble Spanish tongue,
That once upon the sunny plains of old Castile was sung;
When, from their mountain holds, on the Moorish rout below,
Had rushed the Christians like a flood, and swept away the foe.
A while that melody is still, and then breaks forth anew
A wilder rhyme, a livelier note, of freedom and Peru.
For she has bound the sword to a youthful lover's side,
And sent him to the war the day she should have been his bride,
And bade him bear a faithful heart to battle for the right,
And held the fountains of her eyes till he was out of sight.
Since the parting kiss was given, six weary months are fled,
And yet the foe is in the land, and blood must yet be shed.
A white hand parts the branches, a lovely face looks forth,
And bright dark eyes gaze steadfastly and sadly toward the north
Thou look'st in vain, sweet maiden, the sharpest sight would fail.
To spy a sign of human life abroad in all the vale;
For the noon is coming on, and the sunbeams fiercely beat,
And the silent hills and forest-tops seem reeling in the heat.
That white hand is withdrawn, that fair sad face is gone,
But the music of that silver voice is flowing sweetly on,
Not as of late, in cheerful tones, but mournfully and low,--
A ballad of a tender maid heart-broken long ago,
Of him who died in battle, the youthful and the brave,
And her who died of sorrow, upon his early grave.
But see, along that mountain's slope, a fiery horseman ride;
Mark his torn plume, his tarnished belt, the sabre at his side.
His spurs are buried rowel-deep, he rides with loosened rein,
There's blood upon his charger's flank and foam upon the mane;
He speeds him toward the olive-grove, along that shaded hill:
God shield the helpless maiden there, if he should mean her ill!
And suddenly that song has ceased, and suddenly I hear
A shriek sent up amid the shade, a shriek--but not of fear.
For tender accents follow, and tenderer pauses speak
The overflow of gladness, when words are all too weak:
'I lay my good sword at thy feet, for now Peru is free,
And I am come to dwell beside the olive-grove with thee.'
poem by William Cullen Bryant
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Paul Farmer has helped to build amazing health care system in one of the poorest areas of Haiti. He founded Partners in Health, which serves the destitute and the sick in many parts of the world from Haiti to Boston and from Russia to Peru.
quote by Tracy Kidder
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Orinoco Flows
Verse 1:
Let me sail, let me sail, let the orinoco flow,
Let me reach, let me beach on the shores of tripoli.
Let me sail, let me sail, let me crash upon your shore,
Let me reach, let me beach far beyond the yellow sea.
Sail away, sail away, sail away. (x3)
Verse 2:
From bissau to palau - in the shade of avalon,
From fiji to tiree and the isles of ebony,
From peru to cebu hear the power of babylon,
From bali to cali - far beneath the coral sea.
Turning up, turning up, turning up, up I do. ohh. (x3)
Sail away, sail away, sail away. (x3)
Verse 3:
From the north to the south, ebudae into khartoum,
From the deep sea of clouds to the island of the moon,
Carry me on the waves to the land Ive never been,
Carry me on the waves to the lands Ive never seen.
We can sail, we can sail... with the orinoco flow
We can sail, we can sail...
Sail away, sail away, sail away.
We can steer, we can near with rob dickins at the wheel,
We can sigh, say goodbye ross and his dependencies
We can sail, we can sail
Sail away , sail away, sail away
We can reach, we can beach on the shores of tripoli.
We can sail, we can sail
Sail away , sail away, sail away
From bali to cali - far beneath the coral sea.
We can sail, we can sail
Sail away , sail away, sail away
From bissau to palau - in the shade of avalon,
We can sail, we can sail
Sail away , sail away, sail away
We can reach, we can beach far beyond the yellow sea.
We can sail, we can sail
Sail away , sail away, sail away
From peru to cebu hear the power of babylon,
We can sail, we can sail
Sail away , sail away, sail away
We can sail, we can sail
Sail away , sail away, sail away (x5)
Ahhah, aahha, ah.
song performed by by Enya
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Want More Hair?
I'd love
I think
more hair
more hair
like a big
old grizzly bear
more hair makes
you manly
more hair
makes you tough
more hair feels
like carpet
more hair keeps
you rough
more hair
for pretty ladies
to rub their faces on
more hair for
guys to jealous of
and more locks that can
be flung
I think more hair would be awesome
but I wouldn't wanna overdo it
because too much hair would make
me like a little furry blanket
and I couldn't cover both of us
just you and that ain't fair
more hair!
poem by John W. McEwers
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Trust Blocked The Light
I thought I knew;
I thought I knew I could see,
Trust that overshadowed,
The person you could be.
You tore my trust,
You tore a part of me
Yet you do not know
What let the trust free
Your trust was like a blindfold
Playing games with my innocence
Time will not stitch this tear
Neither will forgiveness
What you did is who you are,
You are exactly what you did to me.
poem by Mehreen Mujeeb
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The power to distinguish between person and performance and to communicate intrinsic worth flows naturally out of our own sense of intrinsic worth.
quote by Stephen Covey
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No Need
I try to drift off, in need of sleep
the verses tug at me
there will be no slumber
until this message is forged
for all to read and see.
Deep in Peru there was a city
pyramids.. an eternal flame
five thousand years have gone
stories are told.. all accounts are the same.
This culture was based on love
created upon free trade
no 'weapons of war' were found
no arrow points, nor shining blade.
Is there a lesson here?
A millennium tells the tale
love and creation
a peaceful nation..
there was
NO NEED FOR FEAR!
poem by Robert Scott Cohn
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The past is undone
What you did, what I did and
What every one did else where were
What it behaved us to do,
Not what we behaved to do.
20.07.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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