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(Stocking them there just in case I need them in the future)
To depart, is to die a little bit...
To die is to depart a whole bunch!Beware of people who know the answer before having understood the question.A leader is a man who can adapt principles to circumstances - Georges S. Patton (1885–1945)Military intelligence is a contradiction in terms - Groucho Marx (1890 - 1977)
Sie wollen mein Herz am rechten Fleck, doch
Seh' ich dann nach unten weg
Da schlägt es links! - Rammstein, Links 2 3 4The only thing that stops God from sending another flood is that the first one was useless - Nicolas de Chamfort (1741-1794)The law, in its majestic equality, forbids the rich as well as the poor to sleep under bridges, to beg in the streets, and to steal bread - Anatole FranceAll murderers are punished unless they kill in large numbers and to the sound of trumpets - Voltaire (1694-1778)Quote me as saying I was mis-quoted - Groucho Marx (1890-1977)There are two things that one must get used to or one will find life unendurable: the damages of time and injustices of men - Nicolas de Chamfort (1741 - 1794)
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Hey KaRl,
Hope it's ok to post this on your personal CP blog...I didn't want to post it in the Lounge or the SB because I don't want to disrupt. However, I do have a favor to ask (and seeing as how you're a pretty cool guy in the SB, I figured I'd ask).
So, anyways, here's the favor:
I really like this song by this French woman named Kate Ryan (well, her song is in French, so I suppose she's French as well but I'm not sure). I don't know much French, and the translation done by FreeTranslation.com sucks, so I was hoping you would translate the lyrics for me. If you will I will be SO SO grateful, as the long dance version of this song is one of my favorite songs. The song is called "Desenchantée". Please help me  P.S. If this song makes you  and you don't want to translate it, I will understand.
Nager dans les eaux troubles
Des lendemains
Attendre ici la fin
Flotter dans l'air trop lourd
Du presque rien
À qui tendre la main Si je dois tomber de haut
Que ma chute soit lente
Je n'ai trouvé de repos Que dans l'indifférence
Pourtant je voudrais retrouver l'innocence
Mais rien n'a de sens, et rien ne va
Chorus:
Tout est chaos
À côté Tous mes idéaux: des mots
Abîmés
Je cherche mon âme, qui
Pourra m'aider
Je suis
D'une génération
désenchantée,
Désenchantée
Qui pourrait m'empêcher
De tout entendre
Quand la raison s'effondre
À quel sein se vouer
Qui peut prétendre
Nous bercer dans son ventre
Si la mort est un mystère
La vie n'a rien de tendre
Si le ciel a un enfer
Le ciel peut bien m'attendre
Dis mois,
Dans ces vents contraires comment
s'y prendre Plus rien n'a de sens,
plus rien ne va.
Chris Richardson
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This song was sung at first by a french pop female singer, Mylen Farmer.I'll try to translate, please excuse the poor quality of my english.
Swimming in troubled waters
Of the days after
Waiting here for the end
Floating in a too heavy air
Almost nothing
Whose hand to tighten If I shall fall from high
May my fall be slow
I found some rest In indifference only
However I would like to be innocent again
But nothing is meaningful, and nothing goes right
Chorus:
Everything is Chaos
On the side All my ideals: Words
Damaged
I'm looking for my soul, which (/who)
Could help me
I belong
To a generation
Without illusion,
Without illusion (/disillusioned)
Who could stop me
To hear everything
When reason collapses
Which breast to dedicate oneself to (1)
Who can pretend
To rock us in his/her belly
If Death is a mistery
Life is everything bu tenderness
If Heaven has a hell (2)
Heaven can wait for me
Tell me,
In these adverse winds how
to proceed nothing is meaningful anymore,
Nothing goes right anymore
(1): there's a pun here between the words "Sein" (tit) and "Saint" (saint).
There's a french saying, "ne plus savoir a quel saint se vouer". Literally, it means: "to no longer know which saint to dedicate yourself to". Figuratively, it means, "to be at your wit's end" (translation found on http://www.orthodoxengland.btinternet.co.uk/eurofall.htm)
(2): Ciel is basically translated as "sky", but in this case "Heaven" seems more appropriate to me.
HTH,
K.
Fold With Us!
Sie wollen mein Herz am rechten Fleck, doch
Seh' ich dann nach unten weg
Da schlägt es links
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K(arl) wrote:
This song was sung at first by a french pop female singer, Mylen Farmer
Interesting, I would have had no idea. I'm gonna do some googling now. 
K(arl) wrote:
[lyrics]
That's a really great translation. I can even follow along to the song with my limited French knowledge. [edit type="duh"]<Smithers>Excellent!</Smithers><Mr. Burns>Excellent!</Mr. Burns>[/edit]
K(arl) wrote:
I'll try to translate, please excuse the poor quality of my english.
I've seen your english on the SoapBox and Lounge enough times to know, your English is not poor Karl, it's excellent. Thanks so much for the great translation, I really, really appreciate it! I've listened to the song about 5 times now, reading your English lyrics and the French lyrics side by side to get the feel for what it all means.
Also, if there's anything I can do to repay you, I'll be glad to.
Chris Richardson
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Because small rivers make big streams.
Because it costs you nothing
Because it may help yourself in the future
Because the screen saver is pretty
Because the results are on public domain
Because science is a way to improve the World
Because you want to be number one and show how your computer is great
Because you're a CPian, an you want be part of the team
Because you want to see the CP team as the best team of the World!
Because you know people suffering, and search a way to help them
Because you don't know any people suffering, but search a way to help them
Because you believe that Union makes Strength
Because you believe you should love your neighbour like yourself
Because you don't need any reason...
...download the folding@home client here: http://folding.stanford.edu/download.html[^], enter the CP Team number: 11561, and run it, every day.
Tu tues une baleine, t'auras les écolos, t'auras Greenpeace, t'auras le commandant Cousteau sur le dos! Mais décime un banc de sardines, j'aime autant te dire qu'on t'aidera à les mettre en boîte!
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Start date: July,20 2004
Status: In progress
Собой остаться дольше...
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Series:
-> Cowboy Bebop
-> Ghost In the Shell - Stand Alone Complex (1st, 2nd GIG and Tachikoma Special)
-> Trigun
-> Paranoia Agent
Movies:
-> Akira
-> Ghost In the Shell
De la balle!
Собой остаться дольше...
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(Ok, I have had to delete 2 old messages, I was so enthusiast to post that I missed the deadline)
The 4 "4". A "magic" number, at least for me: I'm born on April,14 (04/14), at 4.40 AM. 4 "4", again.
Even if I know that being superstitious carries misfortune, I feel deeply attached to this number.
Weird, isn't it?
In every work of genius we see our own rejected thought. - François Rabelais
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I'm going to buy a bottle of Saumur-Champigny this weekend. I'll give you a review when I've finished it.
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Ich bin der böse Mann von Schweden.
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Excellent choice!
The best temperature to drink it is between 13°C and 16°C, and the best conditions for the degustation are when it's shared with a beautiful girl 
I'm waiting for your review.
Ashes to ashes,
And clay to clay
If the enemy doesn’t get you,
Your own folk may
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KaЯl wrote:
and the best conditions for the degustation are when it's shared with a beautiful girl
 I'll have to wait until april for that.
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Ich bin der böse Mann von Schweden.
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Bah, you have just a few days to wait then, you lucky man!
Pushing little children,
With their fully automatics,
They like to push the weak around
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KaЯl wrote:
I'm waiting for your review.
It'll have to wait at least a week. I've gotten a bad cold. 
--
Ich bin der böse Mann von Schweden.
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So what? Don't give a fùck, man!
Silence Means Death
Stand On Your Feet
Inner Fear
Your Worst Enemy
Refuse! Resist!
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I don't know what to say either. My cat just threw up on the floor. 
If your nose runs and your feet smell, then you're built upside down.
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.. but I hope that this[^] will help you to calm down
Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired, signifies in the final sense a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed - Dwight D. Eisenhower
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All the lyrics are on my website [^] (Click KoЯn on the left frame). No ad, no popup.
Angels banished from heaven have no choice but to become demons
Cowboy Bebop
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We do not inherit the Earth from our ancestors. We borrow it from our children.
Antoine de Saint Exupéry (1900-1944)
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Aidez-moi! Je me transforme en pamplemousse!
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Help me! I'm turning into a grapefruit!
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ok. My French is near non-existant so mind if i speak English?
Regards,
Brian Dela
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Of course, you may ! It's a good occasion for me to learn
Who gives a f*ck if my life sucks ?
I just know one day I won't give up
Beg For Me/KoЯn
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KaЯl wrote:
good occasion
good opportunity
KaЯl wrote:
Of course, you may !
Thanks a million.
So.. What do you want to know for English [Irish English] Lession Part 1???
Regards,
Brian Dela
Run naked in the snow until you're sweating like a stuck pig and can't seem to catch your breath. When the flu becomes pneumonia, they can cure that with a shot. - Roger Wright
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