*tear*
Noooo the Olympics are over...I watched where the Italian won cross country skiing and then at the award ceremony they played the Italian national anthem...IT'S SOOO AWESOME!!! I wish ours was as cool as theirs! I shall post the words here. Then at the closing ceremony it was played again!! The closing ceremony was awesome and sad at the same time...I thought the extinguishing of the flame was gonna be all dramatic but it just...happened. I can't wait for the summer Olympics two years from now...FENCING!!!!
I am addicted to the show ER...it's sooo awesome and kinda better than House...and there's someone named Luka. ;) Ryan and I watched like three episodes in a row yesterday (we record shows and play them when we want)...not a good idea...too much action! I really liked the episode Exodus...yay heroes!
Italian lyrics
Fratelli d'Italia,
l'Italia s'è desta,
dell'elmo di Scipio
s'è cinta la testa.
Dov'è la vittoria?
Le porga la chioma,
che schiava di Roma
Iddio la creò.
CORO:
Stringiamoci a coorte,
siam pronti alla morte.
Siam pronti alla morte,
l'Italia chiamò.
Stringiamoci a coorte,
siam pronti alla morte.
Siam pronti alla morte,
l'Italia chiamò!
Noi fummo da secoli
calpesti, derisi,
perché non siam popolo,
perché siam divisi.
Raccolgaci un'unica
bandiera, una speme:
di fonderci insieme
già l'ora suonò.
CORO
Uniamoci, uniamoci,
l'unione e l'amore
rivelano ai popoli
le vie del Signore.
Giuriamo far libero
il suolo natio:
uniti, per Dio,
chi vincer ci può?
CORO
Dall'Alpi a Sicilia
Dovunque è Legnano,
Ogn'uom di Ferruccio
Ha il core, ha la mano,
I bimbi d'Italia
Si chiaman Balilla,
Il suon d'ogni squilla
I Vespri suonò.
CORO
Son giunchi che piegano
Le spade vendute:
Già l'Aquila d'Austria
Le penne ha perdute.
Il sangue d'Italia,
Il sangue Polacco,
Bevé, col cosacco,
Ma il cor le bruciò.
CORO
English translation
Brothers of Italy,
Italy has awakened,
with Scipio's helmet
She has bound her head.
Where is Victory?
Let her bow down,
For God has made her
Rome's slave.
CHORUS:
Let us join in cohort,
We are ready to die!
We are ready to die!
Italy has hailed!
Let us join in cohort,
We are ready to die!
We are ready to die!
Italy has hailed!
We have been for centuries
Downtrodden and derided,
For we are not one people,
For we are divided.
Let one flag, one hope
Gather us all
For us to get unified
The hour has already struck.
CHORUS
Let us unite and love one another;
Union and love
Disclose to peoples
The ways of the Lord
Let us swear to free
Our native soil;
United under God,
Who can defeat us?
CHORUS
From Alps to Sicily,
In everywhere is Legnano;
Every man, of Ferruccio
Has the heart, has the hand .
The children of Italy
Are called Balilla;
Every bell blast
Sounds the (Sicilian) Vespers.
CHORUS
Reeds bend
Mercenary swords
The Austrian eagle
Has already lost his plumes.
The blood of Italy
And that of the Poles
She drank with the Cossack,
But it burned her heart.
CHORUS
Today's Latin: praefationem praetereamus (let's cut to the chase). Man I hate that saying
"The war broke out, so he looked to the air. 24 hours of training and he was there"--"Red Baron/Blue Max," Iced Earth
I am addicted to the show ER...it's sooo awesome and kinda better than House...and there's someone named Luka. ;) Ryan and I watched like three episodes in a row yesterday (we record shows and play them when we want)...not a good idea...too much action! I really liked the episode Exodus...yay heroes!
Italian lyrics
Fratelli d'Italia,
l'Italia s'è desta,
dell'elmo di Scipio
s'è cinta la testa.
Dov'è la vittoria?
Le porga la chioma,
che schiava di Roma
Iddio la creò.
CORO:
Stringiamoci a coorte,
siam pronti alla morte.
Siam pronti alla morte,
l'Italia chiamò.
Stringiamoci a coorte,
siam pronti alla morte.
Siam pronti alla morte,
l'Italia chiamò!
Noi fummo da secoli
calpesti, derisi,
perché non siam popolo,
perché siam divisi.
Raccolgaci un'unica
bandiera, una speme:
di fonderci insieme
già l'ora suonò.
CORO
Uniamoci, uniamoci,
l'unione e l'amore
rivelano ai popoli
le vie del Signore.
Giuriamo far libero
il suolo natio:
uniti, per Dio,
chi vincer ci può?
CORO
Dall'Alpi a Sicilia
Dovunque è Legnano,
Ogn'uom di Ferruccio
Ha il core, ha la mano,
I bimbi d'Italia
Si chiaman Balilla,
Il suon d'ogni squilla
I Vespri suonò.
CORO
Son giunchi che piegano
Le spade vendute:
Già l'Aquila d'Austria
Le penne ha perdute.
Il sangue d'Italia,
Il sangue Polacco,
Bevé, col cosacco,
Ma il cor le bruciò.
CORO
English translation
Brothers of Italy,
Italy has awakened,
with Scipio's helmet
She has bound her head.
Where is Victory?
Let her bow down,
For God has made her
Rome's slave.
CHORUS:
Let us join in cohort,
We are ready to die!
We are ready to die!
Italy has hailed!
Let us join in cohort,
We are ready to die!
We are ready to die!
Italy has hailed!
We have been for centuries
Downtrodden and derided,
For we are not one people,
For we are divided.
Let one flag, one hope
Gather us all
For us to get unified
The hour has already struck.
CHORUS
Let us unite and love one another;
Union and love
Disclose to peoples
The ways of the Lord
Let us swear to free
Our native soil;
United under God,
Who can defeat us?
CHORUS
From Alps to Sicily,
In everywhere is Legnano;
Every man, of Ferruccio
Has the heart, has the hand .
The children of Italy
Are called Balilla;
Every bell blast
Sounds the (Sicilian) Vespers.
CHORUS
Reeds bend
Mercenary swords
The Austrian eagle
Has already lost his plumes.
The blood of Italy
And that of the Poles
She drank with the Cossack,
But it burned her heart.
CHORUS
Today's Latin: praefationem praetereamus (let's cut to the chase). Man I hate that saying
"The war broke out, so he looked to the air. 24 hours of training and he was there"--"Red Baron/Blue Max," Iced Earth