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to storytime!!!

"The little prince" is a book, a tale of a beauty extraordinary,
all consuming and touching.
It's one of the most beautiful books which have been written;
and every time that I read a passage I'm moved to tears!

"The little prince" ("Le petit prince"), it is the most well-known Antoine De Saint-Exupéry work.
Published in 1943, it is a very poetic tale which -
under the appearance of a literary work for boys
or a fable for grown-ups - faces some themes as deep as life, love and friendship.

In a certain sense; it constitutes a kind of sentimental education.  
The work is elegantly illustrated by watercolors  
of the same Saint-Exupéry,
drawings simple and a little naïf which are as famous as the tale.  

"Once upon a time there was a merchant of perfected pills which were calming the thirst.  
Swallowing one of them at the week, need to drink did not feel any more.      
 "Why do you sell this stuff?" the little prince said.  
 "It is a big time economy" the merchant said,  
 "experts maked some calculations.     
53 minutes are saved at week."
 "And what does one make of these 53 minutes?"
 "One does what he wants of them"
The little prince said: "If I had 53 minutes to spend,  
would walk slowly slowly toward a fountain..."
(from "The little prince")

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Zucchero Sugar Fornaciari wrote this very beautiful song, while he thought of the little prince: 
...hem ... storytime, I know you write songs, so sorry for the bad translation I have done,
and which maybe it will make you laugh, but the important thing is the meaning!

I child, you child Zucchero lyrics
Artist: Zucchero
Album: Blue's
Year: 1987
Title: I child, you child

He was staying seated in the garden
and was almost naked and very little
I don't know where he had come from
it was normal for him to be there
he had a blue eye and a sky-blue eye
my child...child.
It was seeming spring and it was winter
and there were some flowers all around
should have been dark, and there was light
and all that I like
he had a blue eye and a sky-blue eye
my child...child.

I sat at the soil close there
and my father was him, and he my son
I've talked about things which I don't know,
about things which I never heard
he had a blue eye and a sky-blue eye
my child...child.

And lullaby, lullaby…
…

Then, sleep has come to me there in the garden
he was singing, and his voice was thin
I awoke, and he was not anymore there 
there was a paper flower in his place
I had a blue eye and a sky-blue eye
my child...child.

I awoke, and he was not anymore there 
I had a blue eye and a sky-blue eye
my child, you child.
my child, you child.

And lullaby, lullaby…
…

And lullaby, lullaby…
…

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"This is the most beautiful, and saddest world's landscape for me.
…
Here is where the little prince appeared on the Earth, and then disappeared. 
You look carefully at this landscape to be sure to recognizing it,
if a day you will have a journey in Africa in the desert.
And if you happen to pass there, I pray you, don't hurry up, 
please stop a moment under the stars!  
And if a child comes to meet you
if he laughs, if he has gold hair,  
if he does not answer when he is interrogated
you will certainly guess who is.   
Well then, you be kind! 
You don't left sad me so!
Please write to me soon that he has come back!"
(from "The little prince")

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In each of us, the grown-up must coexist together with the child's mind. 
(the blue eye and the sky-blue eye) 
We must teach to the others the things that we know;
but we must also to be ready to learn always, when we will be 70 years old too.
To learn by everyone, and above all the children.  
When on our road we will encounter a person of this kind,
please lend him a lot of attention, because we will have opposite
the little prince again.

"little prince was giving up never a question, after he had done it..." 

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WELCOME TO THE PARTY!!!!!!

KC & The Sunshine Band - That's the way (I like it)

Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Oooh That's the way,(aha aha) I like it (aha aha)
That's the way, (aha aha) I like it (aha aha)
That's the way, (aha aha) I like it (aha aha)
That's the way, (aha aha) I like it (aha aha)
When you take me by the hand, tell me I'm your lovin man
When you give me all your love and do it babe, the very best you can
Oooh That's the way,(aha aha) I like it (aha aha)
That's the way, (aha aha) I like it (aha aha)
That's the way, (aha aha) I like it (aha aha)
That's the way, (aha aha) I like it (aha aha)
When I get to be in your arms, when we're all all alone
When you whisper sweet in my ear, when you turn, turn me on.
Oooh That's the way,(aha aha) I like it (aha aha)
That's the way, (aha aha) I like it (aha aha)
That's the way, (aha aha) I like it (aha aha)
That's the way, (aha aha) I like it (aha aha)
Say O.K.
That's the way, (aha),that's the way (aha)
Say O.K.
That's the way, (aha) that's the way (aha)
That's the way, (aha aha) I like it (aha aha)
That's the way, (aha aha) I like it (aha aha)
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Oooh That's the way,(aha aha) I like it (aha aha)
That's the way, (aha aha) I like it (aha aha)
That's the way, (aha aha) I like it (aha aha)
That's the way, (aha aha) I like it (aha aha)
Say O.K.
That's the way, (aha),that's the way (aha)
Say O.K.
That's the way, (aha) that's the way (aha)

NO MARTINI NO PARTY!!!!!!

to irishchick!!!

Roberto Vecchioni wrote this song for his daughter; 
is a very beautiful song, which it is possible to dedicate to young people.  
I don't have children, but if I should have a son, I really would like him to look like you ...
They say that young people haven't ideals at today.  
I don't believe that, and wish to dedicate this song to you. 
If I had a daughter (adult like you), I would dedicate to her this song…
thoughtless youth... (no! youth is difficult, but it is CURSEDLY BEAUTIFUL!
From your old and wise (?!?) Tessy friend!
xXx

Artiste: Roberto Vecchioni
Chanson: DAUGHTER

The old man who was selling cards and numbers
knew all truth...  
... however your mother was lasts to be reached.  
I know that without me there was not difference: 
you would be born anyway,
she would have had you anyway...

however, I think I have done my best [of].
so, I sometimes look if I look like you.
I know, I know that it is not right,
however I need that too.  
Then, they will say to you that haved a general such as grandfather... 
...but then, you will know that you take the name of a friend of mine,
of the few friends, who never betrayed me, 
because you were born the day,
in which a dream died to him. 

And the dreams, the dreams,
the dreams come from the sea, 
for all those whom have always chosen to err.
because, because to win... it means "to accept"
if I arrive (first), it means
"that can serve to someone".
and if I will do that thing,
you... that... you don't forgive it to me.

And daughter, daughter,
I don't want you to be "happy",
but I always want you "against",
till they leave you voice;   

they will want
the photo with idiot smile,
they will say:
"don't shake you, that does not serve to nothing",
and instead you, you shouts strong,
the life against the death.

And daughter, daughter,
daughter, you are beautiful like the sun,
like the earth,
like the anger, like the bread. 
And I know,  
and I know that you will fall in love without thinking.  
and sorry, I apologize if we will see us very little and badly:    
the dream carrys me far away.    
I have a flower, here inside my fist. 

"How can I even talk about freedom when you know it's sweet mystery"

("You make me feel so free" - Van Morrison)

Someone makes us feel sometimes as if we invaded its space.

(or at least, we have this sensation...; FEAR?)
Freedom concept is not easy to signify.

But certainly…
 
Staying upon a tree is not freedom.
A blowfly's (or a bee's) flight is not even freedom.
A free space is not the freedom. 
Participation is freedom.

("Freedom" - Giorgio Gaber)

Whereas is not granted to us to make part, participate, or contribute to anything,
freedom doesn't exist there. 

WE MAY

by Gaber - Luporini

1976-2001 ©  Edition: Curci Srl - Milano

We may.
We may.
We may. we are free like the air.
We may.
We may. WE MAKE HISTORY, we may.
We may.
We may. I dress like I feel.
We may. I'm free to create.
We may. I'm master of my destiny.
We may. I could put me an earring.
I already have the new phone
We may.
We may to cover ourselves with big tattoos.
Making politics with the opinion polls is possible
We may "to free us" and to change role.
Renewing bobbs and bottom is possible.
Doing politics with cartoons is possible.
With the satire which overflows,
jeering at the Pope too is possible. 
We may.
Ignoring the intellectuals is possible.
It's possible to be a fan of animals. 
It's possible to be a fan of  Buddhism. 
It's possible to invent every day a star
with a television game.
Any cue is enough to us
and our imagination doesn't have confinements.
…
A little poor talk-show is enough
and we merrily perpetuate
the Latin people's creativity.
We may to contest, speak badly.
Improving television news is possible.
Doing criticisms from outside is possible.
We may to speak badly about whole government.
We may.
People seem to be glad
for harassing or every social torment.
Everybody which say theirs.
We do a beautiful thin chorus of opinions
until fact is anymore than fashion. 
Exchanging night and day is possible.
Negotiating prison is possible.
Doing gymnastics for one hour at the day is possible.
Linking up with porno sites is possible. 
We may. insulting ourselves such as COGLIONI* (*not translatable term! testicles...)
Is possible close to the elections day.
Making conventional talks
is possible, with tone of intellectuals. We may.
Making millions with lottery is possible.
IT'S POSSIBLE TO BE VICTIM OF A PLOT.
MAKING WAR FOR RIGHT PURPOSES IS POSSIBLE.
We may. WE ARE AUTHENTIC PACIFISTS.
We may.
Consulting with a witch is possible.
…
We are full of initiative.
We may.
We are sure to share
the enemy's certainty.
We are sure he exists.
But one doesn't know why the most progressive party
becomes ancient.
We may. we are free like the air.
We may. WE MAKE HISTORY.
We may. freedom, freedom, freedom,
COMPULSORY FREEDOM.
I am freed.
I am indeed lighter.
I am unfaithful, I am crazy, I could do everything.
I'm "changed" much, I'm so broad-minded
One total dizziness
FEAR comes. 
The wish comes a bit abnormal
to invent a new ethic.
utopia... utopia...
Doing young people at sixty years old is possible. 
We can give away blue-jeans to [the] grandparents.
…
We may.
It's possible don't use subjunctives.
It's possible to infringe any myth.
…
It is possible to do young people at sixty years old.
Reexploding sex to the grandparents is possible
And after many "battles",
Wanting, you can also do yourself a joint.
Lebanese is better.
The ADVERTISING should begin at soon
in a new merry-go-round.
We can invent ourselves such as protagonists.
We can become stronger with analyst.
To devote oneself to individual is possible.
To make the own radio is possible.
We may.
We may. With ours back culture
Renewing the whole theatre is possible.
GIVING THE WORLD A RIGHT MESSAGE IS POSSIBLE.
It is possible, AT [THE] JESUS CHRIST LEVEL.
We may.
With an exalting rear history
of inventions and courage
with that Italian breed vein which is lively...
THEN IT'S NATURAL THAT WE ARE
WHO CAN CHANGE EVERYTHING.
ON CONDITION THAT EVERYTHING IS AS BEFORE.
ON CONDITION THAT EVERYTHING ALWAYS GOES WORSE.  
A beautiful song is enough,
and your revolution standalonely walks.
It's enough that everybody express himself,
and then it doesn't matter
if its name is the COCA-COLA REVOLUTION. 
AND IN THIS UNLIMITED EXPRESSION AND WORD FREEDOM,
THE ONLY REVOLUTION WE HAVE DONE
HAS A FAULT: IT'S THE COCA-COLA REVOLUTION!
Against the big number of ideologies  
that we have refused, 
the really big effective invention,
that also we like, 
is this dictatorship which is imposed by the market.
We may. We are free like the air.
We may. WE MAKE HISTORY.
We may. freedom, freedom, freedom,
COMPULSORY FREEDOM.

[spoken] WHAT?! WITH ALL THE FREEDOMS THAT YOU HAVE, THE FREEDOM TO THINK (WITH YOUR HEAD)
AND TO CHANGE, DO YOU WANT TOO?

utopia... utopia... utopia...

By now, seems becomed to us an utopia the freedom to think (with our own head),
and the freedom to change principally.  
And still,  thought freedom (and word) cannot convince ourselves that it's the only freedom.
Freedom is a mental state; ...a mentality.

IN ORDER TO BE FREE OUR MENTALITY CHANGE IS ABOVE ALL NACESSARY.

QUESTION: HOW CAN WE CARRY FREEDOM TO OTHERS, IF WE NEITHER KNOW WHAT IS IT?

We certainly live in free countries.  
But free from what?
We live in FREER COUNTRIES THAN OTHERS (the concept is so relative).
Actually those we call freedom, false ideals are, just cages and "compulsory freedoms"… 
Maybe we should be FREE from our FEARS, which do not allow us TO CHANGE. 
Our fears are: the fear of someone else's judgement, the fear that our ego is damaged,
the fear to lose our certainties and securities (material and ideological); in other words,
the fear to think with our head (to feel different from the others) and to change
(which is the our whole  life challenge : to be able to conform us to the changes).  
Mass medias often exploit and feed these FEARS, to manipulate us (to sell weapons, Etc).  

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WARRIORS WITHOUT SWORDS -- Part 2

WISH YOU WERE HERE
Pink Floyd

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for CHANGE? And did you exchange
a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a CAGE?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl,
year after year,
running over the same old ground. What have we found?
The same old FEARS,
wish you were here.

         KAROL WOJTYLA... "DON'T BE SCARED!"

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and ......................Happy Easter to everybody! :)

SENSATIONAL NEWS!
The real nature of Bruce Bee.
We wants to specify that the existence of the nice small bee, it doesn't want absolutely to offend
the memory of the great and inimitable BRUCE LEE.
We have picked up her declaration:
 "I LOVE BRUCE LEE. HE WAS A WARRIOR ALSO IN HIS LIFE.
BESIDES, HE FOUGHT (ALMOST ALWAYS) WITHOUT ARMS AND HE WAS A VERY LOYAL MAN!
THERE ARE MORE SERIOUS PROBLEMS IN THE LIFE!!!"

To fiwi!!!

YOU MAKE ME FEEL SO FREE
Van Morrison

Some people spend their time just runnin' round in circles
Always chasing some exotic bird
I prefer to spend some time just listening for that special something
That I've never ever heard
I like a new song to sing, another show or somewhere entirely different to be
But baby you make me feel so free

And so I yearn for mistress calling me
That's the muse, that's the muse
But we only burn up with that passion
When there's absolutely nothing left to lose
I make it to spring and there's no bed of roses
Just more hard work and bad company
But baby you make me feel so free

I heard them say that you can have your cake and eat it
But all I wanted was one free lunch
How can I eat it when the man that's next to me, he grabbed it
Lord, he beat me to the punch

How can I even talk about freedom
When you know it's sweet mystery
But baby I wanna say that you make me feel so free

I'm gonna lay my cards just right down on the table
And spin the wheel and roll the dice
And whatever way it comes out
And whatever way it turns out
Well you know that's the price
Well I'll order again there's no need to explain
I just need somewhere to dump all my negativity

But baby you make me feel so free

What ya say what you say
What you say what you say what you say
Say it say it say it say it again

You make me feel so free.

"The Wild Bunch" Nr 19 - MAY 1979 -- PHOTOS

Dedicated to freakpowertix:

This song was written, in the year 1976, by Pierangelo Bertoli
(an italian singer/song-writer, who is died 3 years ago). 
Although many years are passed since then, this song
is always very present. I'm convinced, visiting your blog...

EPPURE SOFFIA | NEVERTHELESS THE WIND STILL BLOWS!!!
[Pierangelo Bertoli - A.Borghi]

E l'acqua si riempie di schiuma | The water fills up of foam
il cielo di fumi | and the sky [fills up] of smoke
la chimica lebbra distrugge la vita nei fiumi | the chemical leprosy destroys the life in the rivers 
uccelli che volano a stento malati di morte | birds [which] fly with difficulty, sick of death
il freddo interesse alla vita ha sbarrato le porte | the cold interest blocked the doors for the life

Un'isola intera ha trovato nel mare una tomba | A whole island found a tomb in the sea
il falso progresso ha voluto provare una bomba | the false progress wanted to try a bomb
poi pioggia che toglie la sete alla terra che è vita  | then, rain that removes silks for the earth, which is life
invece le porta la morte perché è radioattiva | instead, it brings for it  the death, because it's radioactive

Eppure il vento soffia ancora | Nevertheless the wind still blows
spruzza l'acqua alle navi sulla prora | it sprays the water to the ships, on the prow
e sussurra canzoni tra le foglie | and it whispers songs between the leaves 
bacia i fiori li bacia e non li coglie | it kisses the flowers, it kisses them and it doesn't pick them 

Un giorno il denaro ha scoperto la guerra mondiale | A day, the money found out the worldwide war
ha dato il suo putrido segno all'istinto bestiale | it gave its rotten sign to the bestial instinct
ha ucciso, bruciato, distrutto in un triste rosario | it killed, it burned, it destroyed like in a sad rosary
e tutta la terra si è avvolta di un nero sudario | and all the earth was wrapped in a black sudarium

E presto la chiave nascosta di nuovi segreti | And soon, [they will find out] the hidden key of new secrets
così copriranno di fango persino i pianeti | so, they will even cover with mud  the planets
vorranno inquinare le stelle | they will want to pollute stars
la guerra tra i soli | they will want the war between the suns
i crimini contro la vita li chiamano errori | the crimes against the life, they calls them errors

Eppure il vento soffia ancora | Nevertheless the wind still blows
spruzza l'acqua alle navi sulla prora | it sprays the water to the ships, on the prow
e sussurra canzoni tra le foglie | and it whispers songs between the leaves 
bacia i fiori li bacia e non li coglie | it kisses the flowers, it kisses them and it doesn't pick them 

Eppure sfiora le campagne | Nevertheless, it grazes the campaigns
accarezza sui fianchi le montagne | it caress on the flanks  the mountains
e scompiglia le donne fra i capelli | and it disorders the women, between the hats 
corre a gara in volo con gli uccelli | it runs, competing, in flight with the birds

Eppure il vento soffia ancora!!! | Nevertheless the wind still blows!!!

And, it's really impossible to forgeting the great Bob Dylan:
"The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind..."