As every year, here you are, here Paddy's Day. Lá ’le Pádraig, i.e. St. Patrick's Day in Irish. Saint Patrick (circa AD 385–461) is one of the patron saints of Ireland, and is generally celebrated on 17 March. 17 March, such a funny day. This is my second St. Paddy's day in the land of Celtic. People everywhere drunk, funny people, guys, girls, kids, grand-parents... all together to see the show, the parade that started from the Spire towards Dame street. Funny day, unfortunately I've an exam tomorrow and I couldn't drink so much. It was funny anyway. It doesn't matter... I'm heading off to Portugal... to learn portuguese.. :)
A pyjama, a Christmas hat and a lot of beers. This is how our brasilian-italian party started at Music Hall last saturday night. Something different from the normality, something different from the routinely. The usual boxes of 24 beers, the usual boxes of chips with garlic, ketchup and mayonnaise. Something simple but that works as a super glue.
Laughing like kids, drinking alcohol as adults, enjoying the night. Outside it is cold, so cold, but we don't give a damn: we are inside, chatting each other at a samba rhythm. We don't care about winds, we don't mind about the weather, we don't think about clouds: beer, chat and life....It is not the party that make people, it is the people who make party...
Beer, caipirinha, beer, again beer, pizza, chips, alcohol, beer and again beer... I just say: 200 euro of penalty because someone throwed up on the stairs in a building...it was a funny disaster...
Fevereiro, alegria Muita festa, todo dia Quem pode pode, quem não pode se sacode Quando a banda passa O som da banda empurrando todo mundo no swing massa
E a galera... Ôôô! A galera tá no clima Mão embaixo, mão em cima Quem pode pode quem não pode se sacode Quando a banda passa O som da banda empurrando todo mundo no swing massa
E a galera... Ôôô! Desce desce bem juntinho Sobe sobe bonitinho E essa dança todo mundo tá jogando no meio da praça O som da banda empurrando todo mundo no swing massa E a galera...
Fevereiro, alegria Muita festa, todo dia Quem pode pode quem não pode se sacode Quando a banda passa O som da banda empurrando todo mundo no swing massa
E a galera...Ôôô A galera tá no clima Mão embaixo, mão em cima Quem pode pode quem não pode se sacode Quando a banda passa O som da banda empurrando todo mundo no swing massa
E a galera... Ôôô Desce desce bem juntinho sobe sobe bonitinho E essa dança todo mundo tá jogando no meio da praça O som da banda empurrando todo mundo no swing massa
Non si puo' dire certo che mi sono annoiato...ma aime' devo gia' tornare nella variabile Dublin. Qui la vita e' un'altra cosa rispetto a lassu'. Primo, gli amici. Forse una delle cose piu' importanti...anzi senza il forse.
Thanks per la birra con gli amici dell'uni e ospiti connessi. Thanks per le chiaccherate davanti a due laptop e il solito letto che mi fa addormentare... :-) Thanks per il solito pokerino e la solita pasta di mezzanotte con parmigiano. Thanks per il delizioso cibo della mamma. Thanks per l'easter egg del nonno e della mamma. Thanks per il tuo compleanno di 27 con la maglietta rosa. Thanks per il "ci manchi" degli amici. Thanks per i thanks.
Eccoci di ritorno dal mio primo S. Patrick a Dublin. Qui c'e' l'originale, ma quello a cui ho partecipato a New York e' tutta un'altra cosa. La gente si riversa per strada, scortata dai GARDA, la polizia gaelica. Non puo' succedere nulla perche' questi omoni intervengono in tempo zero. Fotografie a go-go, con i nostri cappellazzi alti verdi, una birra di qua', un bayles di la'...e anche questa festa e' andata.
Mi ritrovo qui a schiacciare tasti di questa tastiera irlandese della apple, senza accenti, tutta strana...nei paraggi non c'e praticamente nessuno, sono ancora a casa questi irlandesi, a casa a fare il ponte, il lungo ponte. Secondo la tradizione irlandese, in Irlanda non ci sarebbero più serpenti da quando San Patrizio li cacciò in mare. Io onestamente non ne ho visti....grazie Patrizio.
Io mi vado a fare una cioccolata alla macchinetta, con un buon snickers doppio...continuo a codare in java e aspetto il prossimo S. Patrick Day...
We are almost ready...we have hats...but we have to buy drinks. In spite we remained in the office till midnight yesterday, we are almost ready...
Well my friends the time has come to raise the rool and have some fun. Throw away the work to be done. Let the music play on...Everybody sing, everybody dance. Lose yourself in wild romance. We're going to party, karamu, fiesta, forever. Come on and sing along. We're going to party, karamu, fiesta, forever. Come on and sing along. All night long. All night long. All night long. All night long. People dancing all in the street. See the rhythm all in their feet. Life is good, wild, and sweet. Let the music play on... Feel it in your heart and feel it in your soul. Let the music take control. We're going to party, karamu, fiesta, forever. Come on and sing along. We're going to party, karamu, fiesta, forever. Come on and sing my song. All night long. All night long. All night long. All night long. Once you get started you can't sit down. Come join the fun, it's a merry-go-round. Everyone's dancing their troubles away. Come join our party, see how we play! Tom bo li de say de moi ya . Yeah, Jambo Jumbo. Way to parti' o we goin' Oh, Jambali. Tom bo li de say de moi ya Yeah, Jambo Jumbo! We're gonna have a party. All night long. All night long. All night long. All night long. We're going to party, karamu, fiesta, forever. Come on and sing along. We're going to party, karamu, fiesta, forever. Come on and sing along. All night long. All night long. All night long. All night long. Everyone you meet they are jamming in the street all night long. Everyone you meet they are jammin in the street all night long.
As every year, here you are, here Paddy's Day. Lá ’le Pádraig, i.e. St. Patrick's Day in Irish. Saint Patrick (circa AD 385–461) is one of the patron saints of Ireland, and is generally celebrated on 17 March. 17 March, such a funny day. This is my second St. Paddy's day in the land of Celtic. People everywhere drunk, funny people, guys, girls, kids, grand-parents... all together to see the show, the parade that started from the Spire towards Dame street. Funny day, unfortunately I've an exam tomorrow and I couldn't drink so much. It was funny anyway. It doesn't matter... I'm heading off to Portugal... to learn portuguese.. :)
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