tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80396280404626061772024-03-13T21:10:18.846-07:00Adel'hliving deeply...free...in my soul...wild.adel'hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03003247514357789480noreply@blogger.comBlogger85125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039628040462606177.post-54818127120530570982012-09-29T13:28:00.001-07:002012-09-29T13:30:15.300-07:00Wind of Change<br />
Se tine scai de mine in ultima vreme...:)<br />
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sursa:www.alpinet.orgadel'hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03003247514357789480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039628040462606177.post-41248346891929439402011-05-03T07:27:00.000-07:002011-05-03T07:27:42.543-07:00My Life in Art<object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9hh1_QAlVDw?version=3"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9hh1_QAlVDw?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="390"></object><br />
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Wendy gets high for the 2nd show<br />
I watch her dance and I watch her flow for a dollar<br />
She dreams of Vegas and the desert strips<br />
Where she can dance and she can make a lot of money<br />
She left her home in a pick-up truck<br />
Left her husband when he beat her up<br />
And now she works all night<br />
But the Kansas wind won't freeze her heart<br />
No, the rain just rolls right off her back<br />
She's gonna be alright<br />
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Just tell me 'bout the boulevards<br />
Tell me 'bout your life in art<br />
Yeah, tell me 'bout the boulevards<br />
Because Europe always seemed so far<br />
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You look so young and you talk so old<br />
Listen up, babe, I just might take you home if you're lucky<br />
You read some books and they broke your heart<br />
But you don't know one thing about life<br />
You're just a pretty boy<br />
And these bums on the corner will take your time<br />
Sell you their stories for a nickel and a dime<br />
You could learn something<br />
And she stares so hard at those neon lights<br />
I swear to god she's gonna bust them up<br />
She's gonna bust them up<br />
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Just tell me 'bout the boulevards<br />
Tell me 'bout your life in art<br />
Yeah, tell me 'bout the boulevards<br />
Because Europe always seemed so far<br />
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She laughs as she lights a cigarette<br />
Throws her arms around my neck<br />
She says "I'll kill you"<br />
"I'll kill you just for trying"<br />
"'Cause you don't even have the money"<br />
"You don't have the money"<br />
"Just buy me a drink and we'll call it quits"<br />
"Tell me all about your pretty boy face"adel'hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03003247514357789480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039628040462606177.post-50454094553644626022011-03-26T06:54:00.000-07:002011-03-26T06:54:03.479-07:00Walk on byhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=spe9H3wqlxQ&playnext=1&list=PLD538F63DE88636AD<br />
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I heard that you're leavin - this sleepy little town<br />
The bright lights must have caught your eye cuz you ain't hangin' round<br />
Ya know people been talkin' - they say you're makin' a mistake<br />
Gotta get on that greyhound and forget about what they say<br />
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Just walk on by - walk on by<br />
Don't look over your shoulder - keep your head up high<br />
Just walk on by<br />
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I've heard bad things about the city and i'm told that they're true<br />
Better watch out for those guys out there they're gonna hit on you<br />
So don't talk to no strangers - no it ain't your style<br />
Don't give up when the chips are down - just turn around and smile<br />
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Just walk on by - walk on by<br />
Don't look over your shoulder - keep your head up high<br />
Just walk on by - ya walk on<br />
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You're old enough to know why - you're old enough to know why<br />
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Now you're standing at the station - got a ticket in your hand<br />
Guess you got you're mind made up - gotta get out while you can<br />
Don't say I never told ya - now the rest is up to you<br />
Those streets can be like a battlefield - when it's hard to make it thru...<br />
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Just walk on by - walk on by<br />
Don't look over your shoulder - keep your head up high<br />
Just walk on by<br />
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Walk on by - walk on by<br />
You're a little bit lonely you're a little bit shy<br />
Just walk on by<br />
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Walk on by - walk on by<br />
Don't look over your shoulder - keep your head up high<br />
Just walk on by<br />
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Walk on by - walk on by<br />
You're a little bit lonely you're a little bit shy<br />
Just walk on byadel'hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03003247514357789480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039628040462606177.post-28935930104552930812011-03-13T11:38:00.000-07:002011-03-13T11:38:57.654-07:00Like a bird At the moment I feel like a bird and I don't know where my home and soul are...<br />
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Am ramas placut impresionata atat de gest cat si de discutia pe care am avut-o.M-a felicitat pentru nivelul de spaniola pe care il am, dorindu-si si el sa isi perfectioneze nivelul de limba engleza. Mi-a spus ca ii pare rau ca nu a pastrat legatura cu un pictor roman pe care il cunoscuse si care traise multi ani aici...Aici sufletul meu s-a linistit...Un om care nu avea cuvinte urate despre romani.<br />
Lucas scrie poezii si tatal sau picteaza.El nu picteaza din teama ca nu se poate ridica la nivelul tatalui-Cayetano de Arquer Buigas.Aveam sa aflu cine e tatal si cine a fost familia lui abia cand am ajuns acasa, multumita de o astfel de experienta.Unchiul sau a proiectat fantanile din Montjuic-Barcelona si strabunicul -Monumento a Colon unde statuia lui Cristofor Columb vegheaza portul Barcelonei...<br />
Iar tatal a pictat tablourile din filmuletul de mai jos.:)<br />
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Cu siguranta voi include <a href="http://www.saladartbuigas.com/web-2001.html">galeria de arta Buigas </a>pe lista mea de locuri preferate de vizitat si de regasit linistea.adel'hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03003247514357789480noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039628040462606177.post-19199500506689580122010-10-12T07:25:00.000-07:002010-10-12T07:41:15.837-07:00Intre vis si realitateUn vant puternic sta sa rupa tot in cale. Usile tremura in bataia curentului iar geamurile mai sa se sparga. Doar mirosul de vinete coapte pare sa incalzeasca atmosfera casei...Gandurile zboara spre acasa, undeva in amintire rasar vii momente de neuitat...mirosul de ardei copti si mama pregatind zacusca...adunatul prunelor in butoaie, miros de gutui si covor de frunze sub picioare...<br />
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Dar vantul si ploaia marunta ma aduce la realitate...<br />
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Barcelona! <br />
Pentru mine visul de odinioara a devenit pe neasteptate realitate.<br />
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Hay un lugar donde encontrarte a ti mismo es algo mas que encontrarte a ti mismo...donde el sol es algo mas que el sol... y una obra de arte tambien es algo mas...<br />
Si eu sunt mai mult decat stiam ca sunt.<br />
In acest loc am reusit sa regasesc stari de odinioara, liniste, multa energie si putere de a merge mai departe. Am regasit oameni frumosi cu care am impartit momente placute si care m-au ajutat enorm sa incep sa-mi traiesc visul.<br />
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<b>Edith Piaf - Non je ne regrette rien</b><br />
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Varful Bassegoda(1373m)-primul munte vizitat in Spania si un alt vis - Muntii Canigou din Franta.<br />
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Eu si visul din spate;)<br />
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La prima conferinta British Council Barcelona-impreuna cu Alexandra.Nu mi-a trecut vreodata prin cap ca o sa ajungem sa traim in acelasi apartament, sa impartim aceeasi terasa,din cand in cand aceeasi mancare si intrebari existentiale: pe unde intra vecinii in casele lor cu terase superbe...si sa nu uitam injuraturile adresate ciudatei pasarii vecinului si cvasi-cateilor vecinei care ne trezesc dimineata devreme.<br />
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O sa fiu acuzata de melancolie de unii sau apreciata de altii pentru ca nu mi-am uitat tara draga." Hei, mai lasa-ma cu dorul de tara! Cand erai aici te plangeai ca toate merg prost si ca vrei sa pleci!Si acum nu mai poti de dor si te gandesti aici !" imi aud...<br />
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Si alegi.Amestec de aici si acolo...Acolo, o pajiste cu flori pe o creasta ,briza de munte, liniste...Si cuvintele:"eu aici as vrea sa ma ingrop intr-o zi"...Aici caini cu covrigi...fara cuvinte!!<br />
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Aici, in suflet:<br />
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Cu voi…<br />
"Mai bine singuratic şi uitat,<br />
Pierdut să te retragi nepăsător,<br />
În ţara asta plină de humor,<br />
Mai bine singuratic şi uitat.<br />
O, genii întristate care mor<br />
În cerc barbar şi fără sentiment, -<br />
Prin asta eşti celebră-n Orient,<br />
O, ţară tristă, plină de humor…"<br />
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George Bacovia, Cu voi<br />
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... aici si acolo, mai presus de ceruri:<br />
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"Uneori calcă cineva în inima mea,<br />
Calcă aprins, parcă s-o ia.<br />
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O măsoară în jos şi-n sus.<br />
Eu tac, ascult şi adast supus:<br />
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O fi boala, o fi moartea<br />
Nu mă răvrătesc, asta mi-e partea.<br />
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Mă doare, dar nu mi-e frică<br />
Numai inima se face mică, mică…<br />
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Într-o noapte paşii largi, tot mai largi…<br />
- Domol, inimă, că te spargi.<br />
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Strig la ea -eşti nebună?<br />
Ea-mi bate-n urechi să-mi spună:<br />
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Omule, scoală, este El!<br />
-Care El? Cine? Stai niţel!<br />
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El, Domnul, gâfâie ea,<br />
Ne măsoară cu pas de stea…<br />
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Eu dintr-o dată-mi încordez tăria<br />
Cataracată mă inundă bucuria:<br />
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- Oh, Te-am prins, Doamne, nu mai scapi, te ţin prizonier…<br />
- “Bine, zâmbi El, ţine-Mă o clipă” – Ah, gemui, pier…<br />
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O clipă, inima mi se făcuse Cer."<br />
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Prizonierul, Vasile Voiculescuadel'hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03003247514357789480noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039628040462606177.post-16247421581159139612010-08-06T09:33:00.000-07:002010-08-06T09:33:51.762-07:00Hoinarind prin lume II<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A3DOPADJ4zM&hl=en_US&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A3DOPADJ4zM&hl=en_US&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br />
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Cand am ajuns aici in Spania mi-am spus ca nu voi cauta musai romani. Avusesem contact cu ei atat in turnee cu corul cat si ca "turist" in vizita la fratele meu. Oameni munciti de dorul de casa, de greutati, satui de prea mult timp muncind...Nu i-am inteles pe deplin atunci.Si le vedeam lacrimile atunci cand cantamm...dar si indiferenta poate mascata, reputatia majoritatii...<br />
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Am fost invitati de preotul roman ce locuieste aproape de noi la o seara cu mancare tipic mediteraneana-creveti,scoici, salata usoara. Am vrut sa refuz initial avand in cap doar prejudecati, ca ma saturasem sa mai aud pe cineva ca imi spune ca aici e greu...Dar Dumnezeu are metodele lui si uite ca mi-a dat peste nas inca o data.<br />
Am stat pana tarziu in noapte admirand stelele pe o terasa superba, depanand amintiri de acasa, el din Oltenia, noi din Ardeal...ce bun vin bun avem...ce scoala aveam candva...ce gol pe dinauntru iti lasa occidentul...ce mult s-au schimbat spaniolii...Visasem sa plec in lume de mic copil. Doar ca "lumea" si starea asta a lucrurilor de acum nu imi place. Nu vreau sabloane, targuri de chinezarii la care se inghesuie toti turistii straini, nu super si mega magazine aglomerate. Vreau autenticitate, simplitate si oameni frumosi, nu grabitii ce dau fuga sa cumpere ultima noutate in materie de moda si sa fotografieze in prostie cele mai grozave obiective.<br />
Cam asa arata primele impresii despre starea generala de aici dar vorba preotului: "Trebuie sa lasi mereu o usa deschisa!" <br />
Eu voi lasa o usa deschisa pentru dorul de casa, amintiri cu oameni frumosi si dragi.O usa deschisa pentru experiente noi, oameni autentici cu povesti frumoase de viata...<br />
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In ultima vreme ascult stirile de acasa mai des decat as fi facut-o in tara si ma intoxic cu imagini si povesti de la ora 5 din ora in ora. Citesc despre cipuri si alte magarii despre ce va fi si cum va fi... de ce tara asta e asa cum e in stare asta jalnica?... <br />
Cu cat zilele trec ingramadindu-se unele in altele cu atat mai dese sunt si urmele de lacrimi in ochi, uneori cu un zambet care sa le ascunda alteori curgand siroaie incercand sa astampere dorul de casa. Nu credeam ca va fi atat de puternic. Dar uite ca e si acest lucru ma bucura...:). Si ma bucura ca am puterea sa vad lucrurile frumoase pe care nu le-am lasat in urma. Nu am fugit de ele ci le-am luat cu mine in hoinareala mea.<br />
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<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7vnxemB0D6s&hl=en_US&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7vnxemB0D6s&hl=en_US&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>adel'hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03003247514357789480noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039628040462606177.post-73521954762573946652010-07-13T10:25:00.000-07:002010-07-13T10:29:57.038-07:00que tu m'aimais encore...<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XvyMG0z0FZY&hl=en_US&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XvyMG0z0FZY&hl=en_US&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />On me dit que nos vies ne valent pas grand chose,<br />Elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses.<br />On me dit que le temps qui glisse est un salaud que de nos chagrins il s'en fait des manteaux pourtant quelqu'un m'a dit...<br /><br />Refrain<br />Que tu m'aimais encore,<br />C'est quelqu'un qui m'a dit que tu m'aimais encore.<br />Serais ce possible alors ?<br /><br />On me dit que le destin se moque bien de nous<br />Qu'il ne nous donne rien et qu'il nous promet tout<br />Parais qu'le bonheur est à portée de main,<br />Alors on tend la main et on se retrouve fou<br />Pourtant quelqu'un m'a dit ...<br /><br />Refrain<br /><br />Mais qui est ce qui m'a dit que toujours tu m'aimais?<br />Je ne me souviens plus c'était tard dans la nuit,<br />J'entend encore la voix, mais je ne vois plus les traits<br />"Il vous aime, c'est secret, lui dites pas que j'vous l'ai dit"<br />Tu vois quelqu'un m'a dit...<br /><br />Que tu m'aimais encore, me l'a t'on vraiment dit...<br />Que tu m'aimais encore, serais ce possible alors ?<br /><br />On me dit que nos vies ne valent pas grand chose,<br />Elles passent en un instant comme fanent les roses<br />On me dit que le temps qui glisse est un salaud<br />Que de nos tristesses il s'en fait des manteaux,<br />Pourtant quelqu'un m'a dit que...adel'hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03003247514357789480noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039628040462606177.post-46752957741983814882010-07-03T13:19:00.000-07:002010-07-03T13:30:24.276-07:00Few Feet Away<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UJI3skTl8Y0&hl=en_US&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UJI3skTl8Y0&hl=en_US&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />Pe o terasa placuta, cu ochii indreptati spre un apus linistitor... printre cactusi cu flori galbene si lacuste in plina miscare. La 2000km departare de casa. Cu amintiri minunate si oameni frumosi in gand...:)<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/an751h0zTdU&hl=en_US&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/an751h0zTdU&hl=en_US&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>adel'hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03003247514357789480noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039628040462606177.post-16652454348725098752010-05-08T03:30:00.000-07:002010-05-08T03:32:02.909-07:00Sodade<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YFuRb7Fr5bQ&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YFuRb7Fr5bQ&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>adel'hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03003247514357789480noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039628040462606177.post-26577521451870065582010-05-06T13:35:00.001-07:002010-05-06T13:35:40.505-07:00Reflections of a skyline<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NV-zzojbtfA&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NV-zzojbtfA&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>adel'hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03003247514357789480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039628040462606177.post-27923583689299560232010-03-15T09:32:00.000-07:002010-03-17T12:43:54.019-07:00Sa-mi canti Vasile!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nu7nSGgHbCI/S55h2BlUIhI/AAAAAAAAAbk/kn3XKTZH7R8/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nu7nSGgHbCI/S55h2BlUIhI/AAAAAAAAAbk/kn3XKTZH7R8/s320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448900179930653202" /></a><br /><br />cu drag, pentru tata! Locurile copilariei si ale visurilor tale...<br /><br />Printre munti curgand agale<br />Plange apa-ntr-o ieruga,<br />Auzind cantec de jale,<br />Dulce, sfant precum o ruga.<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/or93QdQJeXU&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/or93QdQJeXU&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />Un satean urmandu-si calea,<br />Om cu har fara pereche<br />Canta de rasuna valea<br />Cantece de vreme veche<br /><br />Pana si privighetoarea<br />Se opreste-n crang s-asculte<br />Cand se lasa inserarea<br />Doine dragi cu daruri multe.<br /><br />Canta-mi prietene Vasile!<br />Daca Domnul ti-o dat harul,<br />pana cand mai avem zile<br />Sa ne mai stangem amarul.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nu7nSGgHbCI/S55kkAJyjiI/AAAAAAAAAbs/ZgxvclVZM1Q/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nu7nSGgHbCI/S55kkAJyjiI/AAAAAAAAAbs/ZgxvclVZM1Q/s320/scan0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448903168844008994" /></a><br /><br />Vino-n valea Salciutei!<br />Pana-n ziua, pana-i roua.<br />Sa cosim iarba mandrutei<br />Sa-mpartim iubirea-n doua!<br /><br />Tu din flori de pe razoare,<br />Sa-i faci nevestii cununa<br />Eu cu gandul ce ma doare,<br />Sa visez in nopti cu luna.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nu7nSGgHbCI/S55lZ6pwTvI/AAAAAAAAAb0/Gg6QrAPXzkE/s1600-h/Posaga-vedere+de+pe+D.+Magulice.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nu7nSGgHbCI/S55lZ6pwTvI/AAAAAAAAAb0/Gg6QrAPXzkE/s320/Posaga-vedere+de+pe+D.+Magulice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448904095080402674" /></a><br /><br />Canta-mi tu ce stii mai bine,<br />Ca amarnic vremea trece.<br />Nu uita ca vremea vine,<br />Cand toate ne-or lasa rece.<br /><br />22 noiembrie 2003<br />Poezia a fost scrisa pentru tata de Ioan Radut Posaganul,prieten al tatei.adel'hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03003247514357789480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039628040462606177.post-48923209820339807372010-02-22T10:06:00.001-08:002010-02-22T10:06:47.801-08:00the origins of job interviews<object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oSoCwN23vdE&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oSoCwN23vdE&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object>adel'hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03003247514357789480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039628040462606177.post-37147027865126260322010-02-07T12:51:00.000-08:002010-02-07T13:23:09.874-08:00Schi la Finisel<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nu7nSGgHbCI/S28tqUlZ1FI/AAAAAAAAAbc/FY2aYacl0H4/s1600-h/Max-coechipier+la+schi+2010.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nu7nSGgHbCI/S28tqUlZ1FI/AAAAAAAAAbc/FY2aYacl0H4/s320/Max-coechipier+la+schi+2010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435613480362824786" /></a><br />data gresita pentru ca nu am mai avut chef sa setez aparatul:D<br /><br /><br />A fost una din cele mai placute zile alaturi de copii mei la schi. Copii pe care ii vad aproape zilnic. Ne stim de 4 ani jumatate mai mult atunci cand ne vedem formal,eu in spatele catedrei si ei in spatele bancilor, mai mult din saluturile in pozitia de drepti... Am crescut impreuna si am invatat impreuna unii de la altii. Ma intreb de multe ori ce le va ramane in suflet dupa ce ei vor pleca fiecare pe drumului lui.Mie cu siguranta imi vor ramane in minte excursiile pe care le-am facut impreuna si voi alege sa sterg amintiri precum ascultatul, datul cu note mici prin catalog...si alte activitati daunatoare.<br />6 ore de schi pana seara tarziu...acum devin cam nostalgica dar ziua asta nu o sa o uit niciodata. Rasetele lor atunci cand cadeam, incurajarile lor, avantul lor atunci cand se aruncau nebuneste pe partie, turele pe intuneric fara nici o sursa de lumina, intrecerea lor atunci cand vroiau sa imi povesteasca care mai de care ce a mai facut pe unde a mai fost...povesti de munte...sandwich-ul adus de ALex pregatit pentru domnisoara lui diriginta :) si Max, cu al lui curaj si talent deosebit la snowboarding...dorinta de a chiuli de la ore ca sa poata schia;)) Cand le vedeam entuziasmul si dorinta de a evada din formaliatatea scolii mai ca eram de acord sa chiulesc si eu ...de la ore.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JJeokcRZ5As&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JJeokcRZ5As&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>adel'hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03003247514357789480noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039628040462606177.post-53128868460054060582010-02-03T12:21:00.000-08:002010-02-05T10:24:43.283-08:00Muntele Bocului 16 ianuarie 2010<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O3SxCph5I1Q&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O3SxCph5I1Q&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Iarna superba si mult asteptata .Peisaje pe masura.Abia am asteptat sa ies in ture pe munte.Nu am ezitat si am acceptat invitatia lui Akos si a sotiei sale, Anna de a pleca pe weekend la ei la cabana tocmai sus spe Baisoara, la Muntele Bocului. Am inceput foarte bine anul. Exact cum vroiam: cu ture pe munte.<br />Ieri am primit pozele si pe masura ce le frunzaream realizam inca o data ca nu se compara cu ce am trait acolo sus...toate peisajele, pasarile in zbor, linistea, zapada scartaind, cararile si urmele singuratice prin padurea de brad. Ca in povesti...cu lemne trosnind in soba...cu dimineti pline de soare. Un singur mic regret:langa peisajele acelea deosebite in rasarit de soare, manele jos in vale ce razbeau pana sus:( Nu vroiam asa ceva.La fel s-a intamplat si pe Vladeasa de revelion, dar despre asta in alt post.<br />Si totusi peste toate aste minusuri raman amintirile:):)Si uite asa totul prinde viata si simt ca traiesc de-a binelea.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nu7nSGgHbCI/S2ngq0Jn0EI/AAAAAAAAAbM/izR9eC6kPiE/s1600-h/2010011606+La+vest+de+Muntele+Bocului.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nu7nSGgHbCI/S2ngq0Jn0EI/AAAAAAAAAbM/izR9eC6kPiE/s320/2010011606+La+vest+de+Muntele+Bocului.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434121451557343298" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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/><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nu7nSGgHbCI/S2nfRRmc-1I/AAAAAAAAAas/-o8Zwbny-oM/s1600-h/2010011618+La+vest+de+Muntele+Bocului.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nu7nSGgHbCI/S2nfRRmc-1I/AAAAAAAAAas/-o8Zwbny-oM/s320/2010011618+La+vest+de+Muntele+Bocului.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434119913274669906" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nu7nSGgHbCI/S2nj7oOrWsI/AAAAAAAAAbU/YU_isK8oeK4/s1600-h/2010011620+La+vest+de+Muntele+Bocului.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nu7nSGgHbCI/S2nj7oOrWsI/AAAAAAAAAbU/YU_isK8oeK4/s320/2010011620+La+vest+de+Muntele+Bocului.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434125038949980866" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nu7nSGgHbCI/S2nepEMkbqI/AAAAAAAAAak/XgDDSh_vguI/s1600-h/2010011601+La+vest+de+Muntele+Bocului.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nu7nSGgHbCI/S2nepEMkbqI/AAAAAAAAAak/XgDDSh_vguI/s320/2010011601+La+vest+de+Muntele+Bocului.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434119222481677986" /></a>adel'hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03003247514357789480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039628040462606177.post-30030803704476779652010-01-31T02:42:00.000-08:002010-01-31T02:47:52.021-08:00where the winds meet...Adevarate capodopere!<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/80c28unBXRs&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param 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value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oGDxaTwWgUs&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Ian Garbarek-Voy cantandoadel'hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03003247514357789480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039628040462606177.post-85175133386435577942010-01-30T11:28:00.000-08:002010-01-30T11:58:03.644-08:00life in a sleeping bag...<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RAu5OgzSHLQ&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RAu5OgzSHLQ&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Frunzarind bloguri si citind povesti frumoase despre ture pe munte am dat peste aceasta poza(realizata de Eugen Roman-membru CAR Universitar Cluj) care se potriveste de minune cu stare mea de spirit din ultima vreme.Nu am stat pe ganduri si am pus-o aici sa va bucurati si voi de ea.<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://travel.webshots.com/photo/2322071350103280219dYufIY"><img src="http://thumb19.webshots.net/t/71/71/0/71/35/2322071350103280219dYufIY_th.jpg" alt="Oua de roua"></a>adel'hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03003247514357789480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039628040462606177.post-29279964464689192032009-12-27T09:01:00.000-08:002009-12-27T09:07:17.601-08:00If on a winter's nightCe mai ascult in ultima vreme...<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gFAleFnbRgw&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gFAleFnbRgw&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/usMHk9lVpI8&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/usMHk9lVpI8&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uDWul8zkXlE&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uDWul8zkXlE&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ov9bA-HcqqI&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ov9bA-HcqqI&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>adel'hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03003247514357789480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039628040462606177.post-46325745724869799942009-12-20T01:28:00.000-08:002009-12-20T02:06:58.483-08:00RUSH HOUR DREAML-am gasit pe un site tare dragut asa ca l-am preluat si eu -<a href="http://ad078.blogspot.com">aici</a><br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PQ1V9dQB-rw&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PQ1V9dQB-rw&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />Admir oamenii care isi traiesc pasiunile si depasesc barierele pentru indeplinirea viselor, care nu renunta cu una cu doua si care fac ca fiecare traire sa prinda viata in sufletul lor si sa o tina aprinsa...<br />Asa ca va doresc pentru noul an si nu numai, sa depasiti cat mai multe obstacole si sa faceti cat mai multi pasi spre visele voastre.adel'hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03003247514357789480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039628040462606177.post-88290483943158440922009-12-01T04:00:00.000-08:002009-12-01T04:07:16.225-08:001 decembrie 2009aduceri aminte...<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m246Whn65Hs&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m246Whn65Hs&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />dor<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cfSg4-c3egU&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cfSg4-c3egU&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ewOGJ2Ivrlw&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ewOGJ2Ivrlw&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PWPGNDT5V6U&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PWPGNDT5V6U&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />realitatea cruda;);))sa mai descretim fruntile...sau ma rog...<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fv4rP2MqTGk&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fv4rP2MqTGk&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>adel'hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03003247514357789480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039628040462606177.post-74688689623277046532009-11-30T03:33:00.000-08:002009-11-30T03:34:58.678-08:00Acolo unde tacerea vorbeste...Retezat...here I come!<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kvhA35F_nsY&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kvhA35F_nsY&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>adel'hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03003247514357789480noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8039628040462606177.post-87888155507677540132009-09-27T07:31:00.001-07:002009-09-27T07:33:08.526-07:00island for 2The White Buffalo-Love Song<br /><br />And I's on an island, an island for one<br />Burning my eyes staring at the sun, staring at the sun<br /><br />And I's always silent, well had of gone deaf and dumb<br />I feel like a loser cause i never won, but I never won<br /><br />'Til you blew in just like paper in the wind<br />And I just wanted something to believe in<br />And I just want to be your man, your friend<br />Carry on with you right down to the very end<br />Oh I'm with you<br />Oh I'm with you<br /><br />And I's always diving, diving under the gun<br />Well holding on to nothing, holding onto some, well holding onto some<br /><br />And I's always striving, but I'm left undone<br />Countin the days but the lonely dont lye, they get up and they run<br /><br />'Til you blew in just like paper in the wind<br />Well I just wanted somethin to believe in<br />And I just want you on my arm, every limb<br />Carry on with you right down to the bitter end<br />Oh I'm with you<br />Oh I'm with you<br />Oh I'm with you<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jEX-2zjHkh4&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jEX-2zjHkh4&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>adel'hhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03003247514357789480noreply@blogger.com0