Gusto Blusto
Well you tried so hard
To change the story
It was love but it was nothing new
Just a question of a moments glory
Cos you want to take me for a fool
You told me I was such a fool
First you were kind
Then you were cruel
You taught me how to break the rules
And I said thank you baby
Gusto blusto
If your loving is so good
Gusto blusto
Id do it if I could
Gusto blusto
Id love you if you would
Gusto blusto
Do it! do it! yeah!
Well you think you really had the answer
But I never made a move on you
I dont even get a chance
To get whats coming
Baby that aint all I knew
Gusto blusto
If your loving is so good
Gusto blusto
I wish you understood
Gusto blusto
Id love you if you would
Gusto blusto
Do it! do it! yeah!
I give you good good loving
Sweet memories of you
You gave and taught me nothing new
Thank you baby
Gusto blusto
If your loving is so good
Gusto blusto
I wish I understood
Gusto blusto
I never break the rules
Gusto blusto
Dont you be so cruel
Wanna dance? dont sit there
Do it now
song performed by by Culture Club
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Kon Ako Mahimong Tore
kon ako mahimong tore
gusto ko nga daghang lumot
og mga tanom nga motubo
sa akong mga kilid
gusto ko nga aduna akoy kampana
sa akong kinatumyan
gusto ko nga aduna akoy daghang
mga bintana sama kadaghan
sa akong mga pultahan
ug gusto ko nga mosaka ka
sa kinatas-an aron didto nimo
makita ang kalibotan
gusto ko nga imong bagtingon
ang akong kampana
aron mabati nila
ang akong tingog
aron mangutana sila
kon kinsa na usab
ang ilubong karong adlawa
gusto ko nga mabati nila
ang akong kasubo
gusto ko nga mahanggab nila
ang hangin ug ang tambag
sa usa ka pari nga kitang tanan
mangandam sa atong
kataposang adlaw
apan sayod ka nga
dili ka na mahimo kay
ako usa lamang ka hawanan
ug ang akong hangin
walay gisubay nga agianan
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sana
Kapag ginagawa ay gusto
oras ay hindi pansin
hirap ay hindi alintana...
Sana ay gustuhin mo rin
ang pagdamay sa mga nangangailangan
kahit na ba
may bahagi sa kanilang buhay
na hindi mo gusto.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Gusto, Brio And Panache
Gusto, brio and panache
happy writers have, who dash,
while those lack élan and verve
scribe slower, fearing they may swerve,
which doesn't matter if you've brio,
panache and gusto, happy trio,
but does if you have no élan
or verve, not just an also-ran
but, what's far worse, an also-walker,
and, yet more horror, also-talker.
The ones who stand and wait to serve
because they lack élan and verve
won't slow down writers who are rash
and with their brio, gusto dash,
because panache provides the torrent
that those who're slow may find abhorrent,
for those whose writing style is speedy,
of gusto, brio never needy,
in flights of fancy won't be flustered
when they're panached and, brioed, gusted.
On November 4,1838, Stendhal, born Marie Henri Beyle, sat down at No.8 Rue Caumartin in Paris and gave orders that he was under no circumstances to be disturbed. The manuscript of 'The Charterhouse of Parma' was finished seven weeks later. As Daniel Mendlessohn says, reviewing a new translation by Richard Howard in the Modern Library ('After Waterloo' A new translation of Stendhal's masterpiece about a young soldier in Napoleon's arm, his aunt and her lover, ' The New York Times Book Review, August 29,1999) , though the swiftness of its composition with 'gusto, brio, élan, verve and panache' took a toll in narrative coherence the urgency of its style is masterly. As an example, he quotes: 'Here we shall ask permission to pass, without saying a single word about them, over an interval of three years.'
9/3/99
poem by Gershon Hepner
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August 15
The fifteenth of August is august
For, we Indians feel gusto of freedom-
an emotional gust: terrible gusto.
Kings paid once; princes restored, hence
Peace (piece?) for all echoes in halls
Outside roll away chariots
Over the labouring class-corpses;
whom death is peace; dearth is wealth.
Gusto of August is of chicken-fry 'nd Rum
And the chicken-hearted dream of Ram 'nd Rum.
Many cry for a dish of fry
But the dish is with the wry.
Battered Tri-colours shattered
And the Colours in hands severally try
To flutter along the gutter roads.
Rum and Ram make many 'hurrahs'!
In the halls over which Silence shroud.
Silence, aged sixty-four, with pointed guns emerges
Slitting doors of emergency.
No cry, no slogans, bow all, lie all
Along the dead-roads' baton-lies,
That leads to uncouth power
over our hour of failure.
Success of the some is success of the sum;
Sum aspires access to success;
Some aspire access to success.
Ventriloquists, 'nd Sychophants dog that way!
Hum! august August 15! silence, please.
poem by Nasarudheen.P. Param
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Pagkalaay
unsang orasa na ba? maoy pangutana sa mga bintana diha sa mga silya nga atong gilingkoran, apan ikaw nga karon pa lamang miabot sa america wala gayod magpapugong sa imong gibati. unsang orasaha na ba? mibalos og pangutana ang mga bungbong diha sa mga bintana nga gusto na nga manirado, apan ikaw nagsugid pa gihapon nga didto sa sulod sa pultahan sa mcdonald's ikaw natulog kay wala ka nay kapuy-an didto sa chicago, ug wala ka na gani kwarta. naghuy-ab ang mga kurtina ug ang mga alugnan diha sa sofa nahikatulog na, apan ikaw sa imong dakong kahiubos sa america, nagpadayon sa tinuod nga panghitabo dihang ikaw nagbantay og mga tigulang nga milabay nimo og baso dihang ikaw nawad-an na sa paglaom. bug-at na kaayo ang akong mga mata. nangahapla na ang akong mga pilok. wala na ako kasabot sa imong mga gisugilon, sa imong lalom kaayo nga kaguol, diin ako maayong pagkahulog sama sa usa ka lalom kaayong dagat. gusto lang nakong matulog, apan ikaw nagsulti nga gusto nang mamatay, moambak sa usa ka tulay nga habog kaayo. wala akoy labot kang bisan kinsa. wala akoy labot kanimo. gusto lang nakong matulog kay ako gikapoy na og pamati sa mga kagul-anan sa ubang tawo nga walay hunong sa pagyawit. gusto nako nga moundang ka na, gusto na nakong magdamgo. palihog, gihangyo ko ikaw, nga atong kutloon ang mga bunga sa kahilom, sungkiton ta ang iyang mga dahon, ug atong ihapnig sa atong katre. palihog lang, mangatulog na kita. ay, kasakit! wala ka ba laayi anang kangitngit?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I have never savored life with such gusto as I do now.
quote by Candice Bergen
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Life's Like That Woman
woman
do not begrudge life
you see
it happens sometimes
and most often
the man that you love
does not love you
and the man who loves you
you cannot take
with gusto.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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They say that blood is thicker than water. Maybe that's why we battle our own with more energy and gusto than we would ever expend on strangers.
quote by David Assael
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No matter how carefully you plan your goals they will never be more that pipe dreams unless you pursue them with gusto.
quote by W. Clement Stone
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To do anything truly worth doing, I must not stand back shivering and thinking of the cold and danger, but jump in with gusto and scramble through as well as I can.
quote by Og Mandino
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I love marriage. I failed at marriage, but I'd rather go into anything with gusto and fail than go into it half-assed.
quote by Kirstie Alley
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TRECE AÑIO DE AMO (13 years of love)
Nakasanayan ko nang ilapat sa tula,
aking nadarama...
Kadalasan kase di ko masabi,
mga katagang dapat ay sinasabi...
Sa ika-13 taon ng ating pagsasama
Di ko ma plano ang mga dapat sinta...
Gusto kitang masolo,
Yung tayo lang at wala ng iba
Gusto kong magpasalamat
Sa pagmamahal na iyong pinadama,
Pang unawa sa mga pagkakataong
Di ko na kaya...
Sa iyong katapatan, Sa ating pagsasama
Maraming salamat aking sinisinta...
Aking dalangin at sanay laging dinggin...
Tanglaw at liwanag ng Panginoon
Ay patuloy na magningas sa mga puso natin
Maraming salamat...salamat sa mga panahon
Na sa amin ay ginugol...
Lagi mong tatandaan,
Di ka maaalis sa aking puso,
Hanggang sa huling hibla ng buhay ko....
Happy 13 years of Love...
Happy anniversary daddy
poem by Ana Maria Ogena Rosarda
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Gusto Nako Mahimo Kong Gary Soto
gusto nakong mosulat sama kang gary soto
kanang mora kog trabahante nga gadala anang
pala og piko kanang gakandos sa yuta og dayog
pangagho, kanang gahandom kos bulad nga sud-an
og humot kaayo nga mais nga luto og dayon og
inom sa bugnaw kaayong tubig gikan sa atabay,
gusto kong moadto sa uma og mosimhot sa mga
bulak sa iyang mga gapas, gusto nakong makita
ang iyang giingon nga pula kaayo nga adlaw nga
iyang gikumkom sa iyang palad, ganahan ko nga
mahimo kong gary soto, magtindog nga gary soto,
og molingkod nga gary soto, og modagan nga gary
soto, og moambak na gary soto, kadtong mokuyog
sa mga langgam nga namakwit paingon sa San
Francisco, kanang mora kog tubig sa kanal nga
mikuyog sa pagdagan sa hangin paingon sa mga
lugar nga dagko og sweldo ang hago nga trabaho,
apan dili man gyod nako makaya si gary soto,
mas nindot man gayod ang pagsulat ni gary
sa iyang mga pangagho, sa iyang mga kahiubos
og pagpalutos: dili gayod ako mahimong gary
soto, mao nga ako ania, mao lang gihapon sa
akong pagkaako niining akong mga balak sa
pag-eksperimento. Sagdi na lang, basin puhon
maawat ko ra si gary soto sa iyang pagkamaldito
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Johnny One Note
Johnny could only sing one note
And the note he sings was this
Ah!
Poor johnny one-note
Sang out with gusto
And just overlorded the place
Poor johnny one-note
Yelled willy nilly
Until he was bleu in the face
For holding one note was his ace
Couldnt hear the brass
Couldnt hear the drum
He was in a class
By himself, by gum!
Poor johnny one-note
Got in aida
Indeed a great chance to be brave
He took his one note
Howled like the north wind
Brought forth wind that made critics rave,
While verdi turned round in his grave!
Couldnt hear the flute
Or the big trombone
Evry one was mute
Johnny stood alone.
Cats and dogs stopped yapping
Lions in the zoo
All were jealous of johnnys big trill
Thunder claps stopped clapping,
Traffic ceased its roar,
And they tell us niagra stood still.
He stopped the train whistles,
Boat whistles,
Steam whistles,
Cop whistles,
All whistles bowed to his skill
Sing johnny one-note,
Sing out with gusto and
Just overwhelm all the crowd
Ah!
So sing johnny one-note, out loud!!
Sing johnny one-note
Sing johnny one-note out loud!
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Fegato, Fegato Spappolato
Comunque non questo il modo di fare,
disse il commerciante all'uomo del pane
domani sar festa in questo stupido paese,
ma non per noi che stiamo a lavorare.
L'uomo del pane fece finta di niente,
se ne and tranquillamente.
Aveva, tante, tante, tante cose da fare,
poi lui non ci poteva fare niente, niente
La primavera insiste la mattina
dalla mia cucina vedo il mondo tondo,
sempre diverso, sempre ogni mattina,
sin dal giorno prima,
dal giorno prima
con in bocca un gusto amaro che fa schifo
chissa cosa stato, quello che ho bevuto,
m'alzo dal letto e penso al mio povero,
fegato, fegato, fegato spappolato
fegato, fegato, fegato spappolato
Dice mia madre devi andare dal dottore
a farti guardare, a farti visitare,
hai una faccia che fa schifo
guarda come sei ridotto,
mi sa tanto che finisci male.
La guardo negli occhi, con un sorriso strano,
neppure la vedo ma forse ha ragione davvero.
Ma fuori c' la festa del paese
e vado a fare un giro,
non l'ho neanche detto,
che gi mia madre mi corre dietro con il vestito nuovo,
la fuga veloce mi metto le scarpe che sono gi in strada,
che bella giornata, non bado alla gente che guarda sconvolta,
ormai ci sono abituato, sono vaccinato, sono controllato,
si pensa ormai addiritura in giro,
chiaro che sono drogato.
La festa ha sempre il solito sapore,
il gusto di campane, non neanche male,
c' chi va a messa e c' chi pensa di fumare
come aperitivo prima di mangiare.
Fini s' alzato da poco, e non ancora sveglio,
non ancora sveglio,
ed talmente scazzato
che non riesce a parlare nemmeno.
La sera che arriva non mai diversa dalla sera prima
la gente che affoga nell'unica sala, la discoteca
ci vuol qualcosa per tenersi a galla sopra questa merda
sopra questa merda
e non m'importa se domani mi dovr svegliare ancora
con quel gusto in bocca, gusto in bocca, gusto in bocca,..........
song performed by by Vasco Rossi
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Maybe Im A Fool
(rap intro by derick johnson)
Dangerous lover
With the blue-green eyes
Slides into the room
Hes got trouble on his mind
Maybe youre misunderstood
So come and lie here by my side
cause your love it hurts so good
Every time, every time
Maybe Im a fool for loving you
Maybe Im a fool
Maybe Im a fool for wanting you
Maybe Im a fool
But loves so hard to find
I keep searching every time
Foolish words spoken
Forgotten in the night
When the sun meets the ocean
I wanna be here by your side
Let me give you all those things
That money just cant buy
cause your love it hurts so good
Dont ask me why, dont ask me why
Maybe Im a fool for loving you
Maybe Im a fool
Maybe Im a fool for wanting you
Maybe Im a fool
Maybe Im a fool, but I love you baby, baby...
(rap by derick johnson)
(I keep searching everytime)
Maybe Im a fool
Maybe Im a fool
Baby youre misunderstood
So come and lie here by my side
Cause your love it hurts so good
Dont ask me why, just dont ask me why
Maybe Im a fool for loving you
Maybe Im a fool, Im a fool, Im a fool, yeah
Maybe Im a fool for wanting you
Maybe Im a fool, Im a fool for your loving
Right now
Loves so hard to find
I keep searching every time
All the time, all the time
Cause I cant live without you
Cant live without you
Maybe maybe baby Im a fool for your loving (repeat until end)
song performed by by Culture Club
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S.I.B. (Swelling Itching Brain)
let me tell you a story
let me shovel some dirt
long time no sugar
and it's starting to hurt
something's flattening my cola
something's wrong with my brew
something's rotten in idaho
and i don't know what to do
going going gone with the red eye distress
going going gone on the red eye express
only go around once
gotta quench that thirst
gotta grab that gusto
gotta get there first
song performed by by Devo
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What
who you I say
To toy with me for a day
For a week or a month
Like me now for a minite
For an hour
FOR LUST TO DEVOUR
Damn I swallowed the seed
What indeed
Made me write something great
Like a seedless damn yankee
Blowing a redneck away
go for the gusto
That is the way
Hop on the train of truth
possum tastes better than coon
road kill will will tell you the truth
Give me a chance
To romance
Your road kill
to dance to dance to dance.
Today is life-the only life you are sure of. Make the most of today. Get interested in something. Shake yourself awake. Develop a hobby. Let the winds of enthusiasm sweep through you. Live today with gusto.
quote by Dale Carnegie
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