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&amp;nbsp;Il Capodanno è la festa più importante dopo il Natale .&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;La tavola è ricca e ha un sacco di piatti di carne. È necessariamente di maiale da un maiale che era macellato a Natale. Di antiche tradizioni il pasto principale dovrebbe essere un uccello - più spesso di cavolo o ripieni di riso, uvetta, cipolle, carote. Come contorno ha un sacco di sottaceti, peperoni, zucchine. Come evidenziato dalla tabella la vigilia di Natale e Capodanno deve avere cipolle, aglio, mais, frutta secca, noci, sottaceti, che sono conservate dopo giorno Yordanov.&lt;br /&gt;
Torta con fortuna è fatta con pezzi quante sono le persone attorno al tavolo più uno. Ha messo piccoli ramoscelli fortuna e corniolo con boccioli. Ogni vzizma pezzo prima di lui, e la fortuna determina il prossimo anno. Ramoscelli Cornel dopo cena gettato nel fuoco - Se si rompe, è la salute e prosperità. La canzone si chiama verso la Vergine Maria.&lt;br /&gt;
Consuetudine l&#39;anno più familiare del nuovo è survakane. I bambini riuniti in gruppi, visita le case dei parenti e vicini, e ogni porta surouvaknitsi decorato con rami intrecciati, le stringhe di popcorn e frutta secca, monetine, fili colorati, anelli. Sourvakars a partire dal membro più anziano e benedire la casa. I padroni di casa danno sourvakars con monete, noci, frutta secca e piccoli doni.&lt;br /&gt;
Tradizioni natalizie a cadere e Ladoux. Le ragazze si riuniscono presso la fontana prima della festa e portare bianco caldaie ad acqua silenziosa, in cui ogni posto il suo anello. Pentola rimane nella notte, quella mattina delle ragazze prende gli anelli, l&#39;altro di canto pripyavki, che ha chiesto ciò che l&#39;uomo avrebbe sposato la ragazza e quello che sarà la sua fortuna&lt;/div&gt;
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I balli &quot;horò&quot; e &quot;rucenitsa&quot; sono famosi nella tradizione del popolo bulgaro, spesso vvengono eseguiti da un gruppo di persone unite per le mani in che formano un cerchio chiuso o un semicerchio, o una linea retta, tutti eseguono gli stessi movimenti, gesti e passi su una melodia (horò), a secondo del ritmo e dei passi di danza si distinguono i diversi tipi di ballo: pravi hora, rucenitsa, paydushki e krivi horà.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeTMopwIQfCZCYp04eWGK4NcT1yoE1kFejzbMwZykHYNStx51qpxNqPoHOqpC4dIHrOjj2dfdJDbzozIc9NsXerG60CQdy9mWccXbrUTqpumd-x5oJywx-Ry56fOCDUiFJNl83I1h2cJg/s1600/narodni_nosii.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;212&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeTMopwIQfCZCYp04eWGK4NcT1yoE1kFejzbMwZykHYNStx51qpxNqPoHOqpC4dIHrOjj2dfdJDbzozIc9NsXerG60CQdy9mWccXbrUTqpumd-x5oJywx-Ry56fOCDUiFJNl83I1h2cJg/s320/narodni_nosii.jpg&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #a64d79;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Българският национален костюм е неотменна част от българския бит и култура. С времето той преплита тракийски, славянски и древнобългарски мотиви. Основна дреха е бялата риза с дълги ръкави. Върху нея се обличат различни по форма, материал и украса горни дрехи. При жените се различават 4 вида носии: еднопрестилчена, двупрестилчена, сукманена и саяна, а при мъжете 2 вида: белодрешна и чернодрешна в комбинация с други аксесоари. Всяка етнографска област (Добруджанска, Пиринска, Родопска, Северняшка, Тракийска и Шопска) има своя характерна работна, празнична и сватбена носия.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip1MiBtRdUgjAm-apKRrjiOdHOZ8b2RgkibU0u6I1tBjcVLxrKBHb442K7i89O18N0lBYZFljPiaOskOZqrj8CzZTBB1qRWmyPHnGlRUzr2EG9vsDe_ph8t4Xc60OShhqNicaBAcOIVs4/s1600/narodni-tanci_0.png&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;230&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip1MiBtRdUgjAm-apKRrjiOdHOZ8b2RgkibU0u6I1tBjcVLxrKBHb442K7i89O18N0lBYZFljPiaOskOZqrj8CzZTBB1qRWmyPHnGlRUzr2EG9vsDe_ph8t4Xc60OShhqNicaBAcOIVs4/s320/narodni-tanci_0.png&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #a64d79;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Важна част от българската култура са и народната музика, народната песен и българските народни танци (хора). За изпълнението на българска народна музика се използват типични инструменти като гъдулка, тамбура, кавал, гайда, свирка, дудук, двоянка (двойна гайда), тъпан и тарамбука. Българската народна песен се предава устно от поколение на поколение. Ансамблите “Космически гласове”, “Мистерията на българските гласове” и фолклорният ансамбъл ”Пирин” са световноизвестни.&lt;br /&gt;
Българските хора и ръченици са една от ярките и масови прояви на художественото творчество на българския народ. Най-често те се изпълняват от група от хора, заловени един за друг за дланите на ръцете в затворен или отворен кръг, полукръг, витообразно или в права линия. Те изпълняват едновременно и в такт еднакви движения, жестове и стъпки под определена мелодия (хоро). В зависимост от ритъма и стъпките се различават няколко вида хора: прави хора, ръченични, пайдушки и криви хора.&lt;br /&gt;
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Le tradizioni bulgare sono radicate nel passato lontano e sono strettamente intrecciate con la storia e il cristianesimo. Camminare sul fuoco è una consuetudine molto antica bulgara che è praticata in diversi villaggi della montagna Strandja. Rituale nella sua forma autentica viene effettuata il giorno dei Santi Costantino ed Elena - 21 maggio e 3 giugno (vecchio stile). I partecipanti si preparano per la danza, seduti tutto il giorno nella chiesa, pregando le icone di San Costantino ed Elena poi con la musica delle cornamuse e dei tamburi, eseguonno particolari danze sulla brace ardente, poi spesso cadono in trance.  Quando si danza si devono tenere con entrambe le mani l&#39;icona di San Costantino ed Elena. È interessante notare che nessuno si e mai fatto male o bruciato i piedi.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBWjyOuvqOnubAxWL7sldrlw4K51yK-N5S78D1Zmp3VCmfCgGiCPEl72orn2x6o2VTkMY9lS8Ezjzc27OOkl7JLwxXTZUhCO4D73vaeAayT4E_HfoNdDRGbebHcKcOBy__yXwEV6lcHTE/s1600/1_MG_7615_800.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;178&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBWjyOuvqOnubAxWL7sldrlw4K51yK-N5S78D1Zmp3VCmfCgGiCPEl72orn2x6o2VTkMY9lS8Ezjzc27OOkl7JLwxXTZUhCO4D73vaeAayT4E_HfoNdDRGbebHcKcOBy__yXwEV6lcHTE/s320/1_MG_7615_800.jpg&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #c27ba0;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHkp0q7jU2MyErnnIpjjtwrH5ZUWok3JFgSIbO5oF9L9QptWHBbkzHyN8K1dy5XqbfgPScf0XyY48MIBy8nCzmeAtoQxCxanqupfNshMLj9E9A3sNl7MZwhmrvDmnjfpVUEvCCQtw5jks/s1600/laduvane.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I Kukeri (mummers) sono un&#39;altra tradizione locale che ha similitudini nel folklore di altre parti del mondo. I giochi dei Kukeri sono rituali speciali che si svolgono durante il Capodanno e il Carnevale, vengono eseguiti solo da uomini che idossano maschere e costumi tradizionali che vengono realizzati da ogni partecipante. Con le loro mimiche e la loro danza rituale esorcizzano gli spiriti maligni e demoni cosicche all&#39;inizio di ogni anno possano continuare purificati e carichi di energia positiva.&lt;br /&gt;
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Le feste comunque più importanti per i bulgari rimangono il Natale e la Pasqua - in questi ricorrenze tutta la famiglia si riunisce, diverse generazioni festeggino insieme, uniti in un senso di appartenenza ad una famiglia. In perticolare si onorano sono Sirni zagovezni, Mesni zagovezni, Bogorodichni zagovezni, Zadushnizi e Posti. &lt;br /&gt;
Comunque per apprezzare fino in fondo le tradizioni, gli usi e i costumi i turisti potranno conoscerli solamente visitando anche le più piccole regioni della Bulgaria.&lt;br /&gt;
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Българските обичаи се коренят в далечното минало и са здраво преплетени с историята и християнската религия. Нестинарството е много стар български обичай, който се е практикувал в няколко села в Странджа планина. Ритуалът в автентичния му вид се извършва в Деня на св. св. Константин и Елена - 21 май или на 3 юни (по стар стил). Нестинарите се подготвят за танца, като цял ден стоят затворени в параклис, пазещ иконите на св. Константин и Елена и слушат тъпани и гайди, изпълняващи специалната нестинарска мелодия, след което нерядко изпадат в транс. Привечер изпълняват специалния си танц върху жарава. При танца винаги се държи с две ръце икона на св. Константин и Елена. Интересното е, че никога не нараняват или изгарят краката си.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ладуването е друг интересен обичай, който се извършва на Нова година, на Гергьовден, на Еньовден и на Лазарица. На него момите гадаят за кого ще се омъжат и се обръщат към Лада, богинята на любовта и съпружеския живот, да им посочи какъв ще бъде той.&lt;br /&gt;
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Най-големите празници, почитани от българите, несъмнено са Коледа и Великден – това е времето, когато цялото семейство се събира, няколко поколения празнуват заедно, обединени от чувството за принадлежност към здравото българско семейство. На особена почит са и празниците Сирни заговезни, Местни заговезни, Богородични заговезни, задушници и пости.&lt;br /&gt;
Обикаляйки из страната, туристите ще се запознаят с различни местни ритуали и обичаи, много от които са характерни само за определени райони в България.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;Битът и културата на българската нация са формирани в течение на  хилядолетия. Разположена на кръстопътя между Европа и Азия, земята на  България е населена от дълбока древност. Траките, илирите и гърците са  тези, от които славяните и древните българи наследяват висока антична  култура. Всички народи, живели по тези земи - траки, римляни, славяни,  българи - оставят своя отпечатък в световната културна съкровищница. Не  случайно тук се е зародила първата европейска цивилизация. Известни в  цял свят са съкровището от Варненския некропол, което е най-старото  обработвано злато, откривано в целия свят, тракийските гробници и  светилища в Казанлък, Свещари, Старосел, Александрово, Перперикон,  Татул, многобройните, оценени в цял свят тракийски златни съкровища –  Панагюрското, Вълчитрънското, Рогозенското и др. Останките от  тракийската, елинската и римската култура са многобройни. В десетките  разкрити гробници траките са ни оставили неповторими високохудожествени  образци на материалната и духовна култура. Намерени са цели градски  комплекси - Августа Траяна, Тримонциум, Никополис ад Иструм, Пауталия,  Акре, Месемврия, Аполония, Сердика и много други. Традициите,  празниците, обичаите, обредите, съхранени чрез живата памет на  българите, свидетелстват за богатата душевност, бита и културата на  българския народ през вековете.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/feeds/7699636024248410551/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/129360054357610903/7699636024248410551?isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/7699636024248410551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/7699636024248410551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/12/origine-della-cultura-bulgara.html' title='Origine della cultura bulgara/Произход на българската култура'/><author><name>Petya Krasteva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00667149027786714695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaP9lI4mgFmbYZTccBRbrG0ohKK43Sejdjm34xKvH2vQUe03bs8KDKJbD4lj41X8UjfU_gv5Pl6XOBWPNmOw9MG5gePo2KSnoM96FCstw9I0Y6vPiCBzXi3zyeUbNS-7n5rHfN_gOKenA/s72-c/bit_i_kultura.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129360054357610903.post-605332872778310554</id><published>2011-12-05T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T06:10:03.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bulgarian Bagpipe (Българска Гайда)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxjsIu1UIzbYXGRy2etXD6-2FY922EBB-DDLRill7VU6JH9RPHD95oGlR9W5V6ASVdPX-hJO1T0A8-hfg54-A&#39; class=&#39;b-hbp-video b-uploaded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Una testimonianza della cultura bulgara si aggira con tutto il suo splendore ovunque nello spazio... Si tratta di &quot;Delyo haidutin&quot;. Nel 1977 la famosa canzone popolare bulgara eseguita da Valya Balcanska è stata selezionata da una commissione autorevole presieduta da Carl Sagan per rappresentare la cultura della razza umana alle civiltà extraterrestri, e di preservare per i posteri l&#39;eredità della terra . Il disco d&#39;oro si trova nella stazione spaziale &quot;Voyager&quot; che oltre a &quot;Delyo haidutin&quot; di Valya Balcanska, contiene le registrazioni di Mozart, Beethoven, Bach, suoni autentici e musiche di epoche e culture diverse. Il &quot;Voyager&quot; ha lasciato i confini del sistema solare e il fatto che uno del suo prezioso carico sia la canzone popolare della regione di Zlatograd(Bulgaria) ci rende orgogliosi perchè rappresenta non solo il folklore, ma la nostra intera cultura! &quot;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;____________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;Един призрак броди из открития Космос прославяйки навред българската култура... Призракът на „Делю хайдутин&quot;! През 1977 г. известната българска народна песен в изпълнение на Валя Балканска е избрана от авторитетен комитет с председател Карл Сейгън да представлява културата на човешката раса пред извънземни цивилизации, както и да запази за идните поколения достиженията на земното наследство. Златната плоча е поставена в космическата станция „Вояджър&quot; и освен „Делю хайдутин&quot; на Валя Балканска, съдържа още записи на Моцарт, Бетовен, Бах, автентични звуци и мелодии от различни ери и култури. „Вояджър&quot; вече е напуснал пределите на Слънчевата система и фактът, че сред безценния му товар е и народната песен от златоградския регион, е признание за не само за нашия фолклор, но и за цялата ни култура!&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/feeds/6298628567708374479/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/129360054357610903/6298628567708374479?isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/6298628567708374479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/6298628567708374479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/12/valya-balkanska-izlel-e-delio-haidutin.html' title='Valya Balkanska-Izlel e Delio Haidutin'/><author><name>Petya Krasteva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00667149027786714695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129360054357610903.post-4076806659801512023</id><published>2011-12-01T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T14:29:47.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stefka Sabotinova - Prituri se planinata</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dy0PS6EvIWEjGo0o2V1o45lyEcjO9cBedbZM_iCqqkIXv3CfTeeRfugsQdz-FNFU5mW8jr7_q7jpz0CHak3tg&#39; class=&#39;b-hbp-video b-uploaded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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La più antica scrittura del mondo ancora prima di quella dei Sumeri è stata scoperta nel villaggio Gradeshnitsa, vicino a Vratsa in Bulgaria. Questo ancora non è noto a molte persone, anche se la scoperta è stata fatta nel 1969 dall&#39;archeologo Bogdan Nikolov e il suo team. Gli scavi sono stati fatti per il museo di Vratza.&lt;br /&gt;
I segni di questo antico sistema di scrittura sono stati trovati in un unico vaso di ceramica. Queste tavole ritrovate a Gradeshnitsa riportano la piu antica scrittura dei Sumeri risalente a circa 1.000 anni fà.&lt;br /&gt;
George Ganetsovski, un archeologo dal Museo di Storia Vratsa ha spiegato che &quot;Questa scrittura è composta da pittogrammi e ideogrammi&quot;, che tuttoggi non è stata ancora decifrata. Ganetsovski ha aggiunto che si sono fatti diversi tentativi per decifrare i pittogrammi, ma nessuno di loro ha ancora avuto successo. &quot;Pensando che questo popolo viveva nel neolitico è sostanzialmente pensava in modo diverso dal nostro pensiero moderno. Pertanto, la loro scrittura era basata su considerazioni estranee alle nostre e questo si pensa sia il motivo per cui vi sono grandi difficoltà nel decifrare questi segni antichi &quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
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Първата писменост в света, по-древна и от тази на шумерите, е открита край врачанското село Градешница. Този факт все още е известен на малко хора, въпреки че откритието е направено още през 1969 г. от археолога Богдан Николов и неговия екип. Зад проведените разкопки стояло тогавашното ръководство на музея във Враца.&lt;br /&gt;
Знаци от тази древна система за писане били открити върху уникална плоча и дъна на керамични съдове. Писмеността, открита край Градешница, е по-стара от тази на шумерите с около 1000 години. „Това е всъщност протописменост, състояща се от пиктограмни и идеограмни знаци, които могат да означават и цели фрази”, разказа Георги Ганецовски, археолог от врачанския исторически музей. Той поясни, че тази особеност на писмеността е причина тя да не бъде разчетена и до днес. Ганецовски допълни, че има няколко опита за дешифриране на пиктограмите, но нито един от тях не е успешен. “Мисленето на хората от неолита се е различавало коренно от съвременното ни мислене. Затова и писмеността им се е базирала на разсъждения, чужди на нашите.  Това пък предизвиква сериозни затруднения при разчитането на древните знаци”, коментира Ганецовски.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mатериалът на български език е взет от:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8P4MhCDzbAx7z6m-mz9aGgUZBApybmU4W8Hq1m73kZxTs1Sr0iPCj3Pt8ySkNgmjB8h2DWA4c0wOfZf-uB2OXeUaLlxXlHNYv4Hadgfmd4_vpisT-d4YlFpa9lDxHs1FGsXn2gHcCUJM/s1600/sofiiski_universitet_kliment_ohridski.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Il sistema scolastico in Bulgaria è sostenuto principalmente dal governo attraverso il Ministero dell&#39;Istruzione e della Scienza. L&#39;educazione in Bulgaria è obbligatoria dai 7 ai 16 anni di età. Il sistema educativo bulgaro e simile a quello dell&#39;Europa continentale. I principali tipi di istruzione media secondaria sono: istruzione generale, formazione professionale, istruzione e scuole di lingua straniera. Ci sono anche scuole private che riescono a competere con quelle publiche.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/sistema-scolastico-in-bulgaria.html&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOOlX7zjNeDKVqQZbIG6hHQfsBYnTl3dzDvlF1qWQUN-NLlPbDa9oP4KCC9bNnVQpFURn_TtWUforvXJ2Vyd5AZiH5gj_OD29gyvgWrx73eSbKWJBuCiwDnaYQ9K37TE_I1Iy1EamNFLo/s320/sofiiski_universitet_kliment_ohridski.jpg&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #c27ba0;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In Bulgaria ci sono 41 università che offrono formazione a diversi gradi e livelli. L&#39;anno accademico per la maggior parte delle università bulgaro inizia intorno al 1 ° ottobre e comprende semestre autunno e primavera. L&#39;anno accademico dura circa 30 settimane.&lt;br /&gt;
Gli studenti bulgari per essere ammessi alla università devono prima superare alcuni test. Ogni semestre di solito si svolgono esami, che di solito durano circa 4 settimane. Gli esami sono sia scritto che orale. Nel sistema di valotazione bulgaro il valore di 6 è il massimo del voto ad un esame e il 2 è il più basso. Dopo il completamento di tutti i semestri gli studenti devono dare una tesi per poter passare l&#39;esame di Stato. Secondo la legge sull&#39;istruzione superiore adottata nel 1996,&amp;nbsp; l&#39;istruzione universitaria è costituita da tre livelli: laurea, master e dottorato. Formazione per ottenere un diploma di laurea di solito ci vogliono quattro anni, per il master altri due anni, e per il dottorato altri 4 anni.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0GWbm76XKAsqaJGiNq3ffSbH4VWkuRDmYVwrqrKpqFUySTGOxU_E7Td-ARoH5BiKi3nezrX1xoYD5ymBn9huZyoPqtb8hUjy7uPYPH1pwlKMYrfc0lgrOh3atN8e9OzMrno7-FFc8Ml0/s1600/studenti1.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Формалното обучение в България се подкрепя основно от държавата чрез  Министерство на образованието и науката. Образованието в България е  задължително а децата от 7 до 16 годишна възраст. Българската  образователна система съвпада с традициите на континентална Европа.  Основните типове на средно образование са: общо образование,  професионално образование, езиково образование и чуждестранни училища.  Има и частни училища, които вече успешно се конкурират с държавните. &lt;br /&gt;
В България има 41 висши учебни заведения, които предлагат  образование в различни степени и нива. Академичната година за повечето  български университети започва около 1 октомври и включва есенен и  пролетен семестър. Академичната година покрива 30 седмици. &lt;br /&gt;
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Българските студенти се допускат до обучение след полагане на  различни изпити или тестове. Студентите с най-добър резултат се  квалифицират за определен брой места за целия период на тяхното  обучение. Всеки семестър се следва от изпитна сесия, която обикновено  трае около 4 седмици. Изпитите са както писмени, така и устни и се  оценяват по шестобална система, като 6 е най-високата оценка, а 2 е  най-ниската и означава неуспешно проведен изпит. След завършване на  обучението /всички семестри/, студентите трябва да напишат дипломна  работа или да положат държавен изпит. Според Закона за висшето  образование /приет 1996 г./, университетското образование се състои от  три нива: Бакалавър, Магистър и Доктор. Обучението за добиване на  бакалавърска степен обикновено е от 4 години, за магистър – още две  години, а за докторска – още около 4 години.  &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;caption&quot;&gt;Adoro il tuo viso,&lt;br /&gt;
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mi appare con i suoi sfumati&lt;br /&gt;
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alla sua belta&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;
Il tuo mento:&lt;br /&gt;
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nostro amore.......&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;caption&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;Claudio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/feeds/536231306301858421/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/129360054357610903/536231306301858421?isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/536231306301858421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/536231306301858421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/adoro-il-tuo-viso.html' title='Adoro il tuo viso'/><author><name>Petya Krasteva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00667149027786714695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUf17EW3fJzDJhcCLF0xhedkduW4C_RZkBHVje2hwHI6m9RCBoTPzWABwOksr1OA9MHlWvqjuu1T7xc3OYjcWWh0MK3DURJecRZEz6_OiygwN6G0U2TmeXCQFkirzf3uGMIDYQBg74xdU/s72-c/amooore.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129360054357610903.post-274343050288143984</id><published>2011-11-25T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T14:30:31.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>L&#39;essenza dell&#39;ottimismo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/lessenza-dellottimismo.html&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb3qm4UTC2xjCkN_mzqVI6LXzrFiZp4_V_M7yx9ZpUWuu3YMTClSYQtSgjLi8tkfldTTNaMoj30obPAQrHhKffhXnnWoHSLHPD2mSsED_wMXBcCuhIq267Moe24W50bS_y5xcEgT-19JE/s1600/ottimismo.jpg&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #c27ba0;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;uiAttachmentTitle&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:11}&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&#39;essenza dell&#39;ottimismo non è soltanto guardare al di là della situazione presente, ma è una forza vitale,&lt;/b&gt; la forza di tenere alta la testa quando sembra che tutto fallisca, la  forza di sopportare gli insuccessi, una forza che non lascia mai il  futuro agli avversari, il futuro lo rivendica a sé.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;uiAttachmentTitle&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:11}&quot; style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;D. Bonhoeffer  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/feeds/274343050288143984/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/129360054357610903/274343050288143984?isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/274343050288143984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/274343050288143984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/lessenza-dellottimismo.html' title='L&#39;essenza dell&#39;ottimismo...'/><author><name>Petya Krasteva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00667149027786714695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb3qm4UTC2xjCkN_mzqVI6LXzrFiZp4_V_M7yx9ZpUWuu3YMTClSYQtSgjLi8tkfldTTNaMoj30obPAQrHhKffhXnnWoHSLHPD2mSsED_wMXBcCuhIq267Moe24W50bS_y5xcEgT-19JE/s72-c/ottimismo.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129360054357610903.post-8701470507012955760</id><published>2011-11-25T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T13:50:34.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tu sei</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/tu-sei.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif-mgx2wW2Bu76f6U3jURE8uK4PzthQ-MFmVU2imKB8EdiPYLDv1UjDngOMCanfBJxPr-GFefMXg5odVLwG7XFSwFkjbU1FMqXmblX_NjzHQMNSB4WyHLKmuu6wxAESgbWmUGXyX6bSpU/s1600/Tu_sei.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;caption&quot;&gt;Vorrei spiegarti cosa sei per me:&lt;br /&gt;
Tu sei l&#39;energia che agita la mia anima&lt;br /&gt;
quando&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_hide&quot;&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt; la tristezza la imprigiona d&#39;inerzia.&lt;br /&gt;
Tu sei la gioia di una mamma&lt;br /&gt;
quando abbraccia il suo nascituro,&lt;br /&gt;
tu sei il sorriso di un padre quando&lt;br /&gt;
il figlio lo abbraccia,&lt;br /&gt;
Tu sei l&#39;improvvisa pioggia su&lt;br /&gt;
campo arido,&lt;br /&gt;
tu sei il raccolto aspettato di&lt;br /&gt;
un campo seminato,&lt;br /&gt;
tu sei la luce del sole&lt;br /&gt;
che fa&#39; crescere i fiori&lt;br /&gt;
di primavera,&lt;br /&gt;
tu sei il delizioso frutto&lt;br /&gt;
che il fato mi ha &lt;br /&gt;
concesso di raccogliere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;caption&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;Claudio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/feeds/8701470507012955760/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/129360054357610903/8701470507012955760?isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/8701470507012955760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/8701470507012955760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/tu-sei.html' title='Tu sei'/><author><name>Petya Krasteva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00667149027786714695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif-mgx2wW2Bu76f6U3jURE8uK4PzthQ-MFmVU2imKB8EdiPYLDv1UjDngOMCanfBJxPr-GFefMXg5odVLwG7XFSwFkjbU1FMqXmblX_NjzHQMNSB4WyHLKmuu6wxAESgbWmUGXyX6bSpU/s72-c/Tu_sei.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129360054357610903.post-7263995939716344868</id><published>2011-11-19T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T08:44:12.211-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="matrimoni bulgari"/><title type='text'>Matrimonio tradizionale bulgaro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/matrimonio-tradizionale-bulgaro.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;213&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip8vz-uX_3q15u8apuynR9BlYM5VMbou2ySQlsLq8Zd481KVv11Gg4uMscR2XjZAEvSVvq4EBEYs9qpO2NzDCohjlt2YzTBI9oKNUPKEsorsjwkBSS0JpMxEtENcgEg33rmKlAdcN0kmM/s320/Matrimonio-alla-bulgara1_large.jpg&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #c27ba0;&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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La tradizione consiste nel trasformare il giorno delle &lt;a href=&quot;http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/matrimonio-tradizionale-bulgaro.html&quot;&gt;nozze&lt;/a&gt; in un evento diverso e più eccitante di qualsiasi altro giorno ordinario. Qui si descrivono brevemente le principali cose che fanno parte della tradizione nei &lt;a href=&quot;http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/matrimonio-tradizionale-bulgaro.html&quot;&gt;matrimoni bulgari&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;
Prima lo &lt;a href=&quot;http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/matrimonio-tradizionale-bulgaro.html&quot;&gt;sposo&lt;/a&gt; parte dalla sua casa con i parenti più stretti, gli amici e una bottiglia tradizionale di vino decorata con fiori di gerani e va a prendere i suoi testimoni. Acasa dei testimoni danza un ballo caratteristico che si chiama &quot;horo&quot;, ogni tanto ci si ferma per mangiare qualche stuzzichino e bere qualcosa. Il bouquet della &lt;a href=&quot;http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/matrimonio-tradizionale-bulgaro.html&quot;&gt;sposa&lt;/a&gt; viene tenuto dalla testimone, quando tutti sono pronti si parte per prendere la sposa.&lt;br /&gt;
Alla porta della casa della sposa ci sono ad attendere i genitori che per tradizione chiedono soldi o qualcos&#39;altro per conquistare la loro fiducia. Intanto la sposa è gia pronta con il vestito ma rimane nascosta&amp;nbsp; in una stanza con amiche intime non sposate che tengono bloccata la porta per non far entrare nessuno.&lt;br /&gt;
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Lo sposo deve trovare la stanza della sposa, quando la trova le amiche aprono leggermente la porta e glie porgono una scarpa della sposa e glie docono che è &quot;legermente grande&quot; e che avrebbe bisogno di essere riempita di soldi. Lo sposo inizia a riempire di soldi fino a quando le amiche decidono che sia abbastanza piena. Finalmente lo sposo puo entrare nella stanza insieme ai suoi testimoni e infila la scarpa alla sposa. La testimone consegnia il bouquet alla sposa.&lt;br /&gt;
Successivamente la sposa decora i vestiti dei parenti piu stretti con un fiore.&lt;br /&gt;
Poi si stuzzica qualcosa e si fanno i brindisi. Il padre accompagnia fuori la sposa dopo che la madre abbia versato un bicchiere d&#39;acqua con l&#39;augurio che la vita sia liscia e senza ostacoli. La sposa insieme a tutti gli ivitati si concede un ultimo ballo &quot;horo&quot;, dopo il padre consegnia la sposa al testimone che la dovrà accompagniare fino al municipio dove si svolgerà il rito civile dopo se si e credenti si va in chiesa per celebrare il matrimonio.&lt;br /&gt;
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Dopo si parte per il ristorante. Per primi arrivano gli ospiti che si accomodano ai tavoli. All&#39;ingresso del ristorante viene steso un tappeto bianco coperto di fiori e monete, alla fine si mette un calice di rane con dentro un fiore biancho e uno rosso. Per ultimi arrivano gli sposi. Ad aspettarli alla fine del tappeto c&#39;e la madre dello sposo che porge ad entrambi un pezzo di pane inzippato nel sale e miele, poi fanno il loro primo brindisi in famiglia con i testimoni. Per tradizione si beve una coppa di champagne per determinare chi sarà &quot;a comandare&quot; nella nuova casa. A questo punto la sposa con un piede spinge il calice di rame per vedere quale fiore si sposta piu avanti poiche in base al colore del fiore si determinarà il sesso del primo figlio.&lt;br /&gt;
Dopo che tutti si sono seduti il testimone pronuncia delle parole di augurio e si aprono quindi le danze. Il primo ballo è riservato agli sposi.&lt;br /&gt;
Si continua ancora con una scherzosa gara fra gli sposi per determinare ancora una volta chi sarà a &quot;capo&quot; in famiglia. La sposa e lo sposo stanno con le spalle l&#39;un contro l&#39;altro. Il testimone tiene il pane sopra la loro testa al suo segniale gli sposi devono staccare un pezzo di pane. Chi avra&#39; staccato un pezzo più grande, sarà quello che &quot;comanderà&quot; nella nuova casa.&lt;br /&gt;
Un altro rituale che si fà davanti a i testimoni con i regali è quello di esibirsi in un ballo tipico &quot;raceniza&quot; eseguito da due che rappresentano la famiglia dello sposo e quella della sposa. Regali di solito sono una pitta di pane, un gallo o un maialino, nella versione moderna si dà una bottiglia di alcool al testimone e una torta alla testimone. Però per poter prendere il regalo i testimoni devono fare una gara di resistenza e devono battere i due ballarini delle famiglie altrimenti dovranno pagare i regali.&lt;br /&gt;
La radizione vuole che durante il banchetto la sposa e lo sposo girano intorno ai tavoli per salutare gli ospiti e ricevere i loro doni.&lt;br /&gt;
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Di recente è entrato a far parte anche qualche rito cattolico di rito; come il&amp;nbsp; lancio del bouquet e la giarrettiera. Il bouquet viene lanciato dalla sposa ad gli occhi chiusi e la giarrettiera invece dallo sposo e chi riuscirà a prenderli avra un matriminio molto presto.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
L&#39;ultimo rituale è, naturalmente, il taglio della torta nuziale.&lt;br /&gt;
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Questi sono i principali rituali che vengono eseguite nella maggior parte dei matrimoni. In diverse parti della Bulgaria, ce ne sono comunque molti altri.&lt;br /&gt;
IL TEMPO PASSA MA LE TRADIZIONI RIMANGONO:)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Кои са основните моменти&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;в празнуването на сватба в България?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Традициите са онова, което променя сватбения ден и го превръща в по-различен и по-вълнуващ от всеки друг ден или обикновен купон. Тук накратко ще ви опишем основните от тях, които напоследък са популярни при празнуване на български сватби.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Пръв тръгва младоженецът от дома си с най-близките роднини, приятели и бъклица с ракия украсена със здравец и отива да вземе кумовете си. При кумовете се играе кумско хоро, хапва се и се пийва. След това цялата сватба, заедно с булчинския букет, взет предварително от кумата, тръгва към булката.&lt;br /&gt;
На вратата на дома на булката ги чакат сватовете, които не пускат роднините на младоженеца, докато не си платят или не &quot;завладеят&quot; дома на булката. В същото време булката, облечена и готова, е скрита в стая заедно с близки неомъжени приятелки, които затискат вратата. Младоженецът трябва да си намери булката и тогава приятелките подават през леко отворената врата обувката й и казват, че й е голяма. Младоженецът започва да пълни обувката с пари, докато му кажат, че вече й е по мярка. След това влиза в стаята заедно с кумовете и обува обувката на бъдещата си съпруга. Кумата дава букета на булката и се снимат. Следващият ритуал в дома на булката е закичването на цвете /естествено или изкуствено/  на най-близките роднини от булката. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;После всички хапват и си казват наздраве. Бащата на булката я извежда от дома. Майка й сипва чаша вода пред тях и бащата я предава на кума, който е отговорен за нея до ритуалната зала или църквата.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Пред дома си булката играе и последното си моминско хоро.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Пристигайки в ритуалната зала и църквата, съответно обредното лице или отецът ще ви казват как ще протече ритуала.&lt;br /&gt;
След като мине официалната част всички пристигат в ресторанта. Първо идват гостите, които се настаняват по масите. На входа на ресторанта се опъва бяло платно покрито с цветя и стотинки, на края му има менче с бяло и червено цветче на него. Последни пристигат младоженците. Минават по платното, на края на което ги посреща свекървата и ги захранва с питка със сол и мед. После пият първата си наздравица като семейство заедно с кумовете. Шампанското се пие на екс и до дъно, за да се определи кой ще командва в новия дом.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;На края на посрещането булката рита менчето и в зависимост от това дали бялото или червеното цветче се изтърколи по-напред се определя пола на първата рожба.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;След като всички седнат, кумът открива сватбата с речта си и започват поздрави и танци. Младоженците откриват дансинга със своя любима песен.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Всички се веселят до момента на разчупване на семейната погача, по която отново се определя, кой ще е глава на младото семейство.  Булката и младоженецът застават с гръб един към друг. Кумът им подава погачата над главите и по негов сигнал започват да дърпат към себе си. Който отчупи по-голямото парче, той ще командва вкъщи.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Много популярен е и друг ритуал - даруване на кумовете. Двама най-добри танцьори от двете фамилии играят ръченица с подаръци пред кумовете. Даровете обикновено са петел, погача или малко прасенце, а в по-съвременен вариант - бутилка с алкохол за кума и торта за кумата. Кумът и кумата трябва да надиграят танцьорите и да си откраднат подаръците или да платят за тях.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Традицията повелява по време на основното хранене булката и младоженецът да обиколят масите, да поздравят гостите и да си получат подаръците.&lt;br /&gt;
Напоследък навлязоха и два католически ритуала: хвърляне на букет и жартиер. Събират се съответно момите или ергените. Булката хвърля със затворени очи букета, а младоженеца сваля и хвърля жартиера и който ги хване ще е бъдеща булка или младоженец.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Последният ритуал е разбира се е рязането на сватбената торта, от която си хапват всички за десерт, за да е сладък живота на младите.&lt;br /&gt;
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Това са основните ритуали, които се изпълняват на повечето сватбени тържества. В различни краища на България съществуват и много други. Всички знаем, че традициите не са вече абсолютно задължителни. Но ако помислим, те са онова, което дава духа на сватбеното тържество.&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/feeds/7263995939716344868/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/129360054357610903/7263995939716344868?isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/7263995939716344868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/7263995939716344868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/matrimonio-tradizionale-bulgaro.html' title='Matrimonio tradizionale bulgaro'/><author><name>Petya Krasteva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00667149027786714695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip8vz-uX_3q15u8apuynR9BlYM5VMbou2ySQlsLq8Zd481KVv11Gg4uMscR2XjZAEvSVvq4EBEYs9qpO2NzDCohjlt2YzTBI9oKNUPKEsorsjwkBSS0JpMxEtENcgEg33rmKlAdcN0kmM/s72-c/Matrimonio-alla-bulgara1_large.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129360054357610903.post-3583229421539628145</id><published>2011-11-13T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T07:34:45.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Il tuo amore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/il-tuo-amore.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha7PhGlkBcsDL8ILnvdypdLxvE8qbl4Gwi328opYApHNyF5Eh2t9RK-rcOzkwx9x38m9_Bi73Q7P7Dez7ap6jFD8L6jjurYn955eqiqgboLwFthKM9zUti_inPlInCW4IYxKVraiwWWFQ/s1600/Il_tuo_amore.jpg&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #c27ba0;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/il-tuo-amore.html&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Il tuo amore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Il mio amore è nel mare&lt;br /&gt;
dei tuoi giorni più belli&lt;br /&gt;
e&#39; nel sole e nel vento&lt;br /&gt;
del tuo tempo migliore&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Il mio amoore si staglia&lt;br /&gt;
sul tuo dolce sorriso&lt;br /&gt;
nei tuoi lunghi capelli &lt;br /&gt;
fatti sole nel viso&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Il mio amore accompagna&lt;br /&gt;
ogni breve momento&lt;br /&gt;
che mi lascia nell&#39;aria&lt;br /&gt;
il ricordo di te&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Il mio amore è respiro&lt;br /&gt;
è carezza di vento&lt;br /&gt;
e sospiro di gioia &lt;br /&gt;
ed è solo per te...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Il tuo amore...&lt;br /&gt;
Il tuo amore è magia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/feeds/3583229421539628145/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/129360054357610903/3583229421539628145?isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/3583229421539628145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/3583229421539628145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/il-tuo-amore.html' title='Il tuo amore'/><author><name>Petya Krasteva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00667149027786714695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha7PhGlkBcsDL8ILnvdypdLxvE8qbl4Gwi328opYApHNyF5Eh2t9RK-rcOzkwx9x38m9_Bi73Q7P7Dez7ap6jFD8L6jjurYn955eqiqgboLwFthKM9zUti_inPlInCW4IYxKVraiwWWFQ/s72-c/Il_tuo_amore.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129360054357610903.post-3206699554377997291</id><published>2011-11-11T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T09:09:45.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emozioni</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/emozioni.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-rVJOYN9eTWFaSvZvzM39x7Pr9lvdH-ZnlFQ_r9V6ASjzbrDIIrb9zSoMQrvSbKiW44C6LLqXV_yogGJdnXbq-al5vQfibb6nkFVDD3CA7lQYA8r5VdbgjJT6fdC1IZJxtsrs-qHRU-k/s1600/Emozioni.jpg&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #a64d79;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/emozioni.html&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emozioni &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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La tua bellezza è davvero imbarazzante&lt;br /&gt;
giovane forestiera che giungi all&#39;improvviso&lt;br /&gt;
nella mia vita. I tuoi occhi hanno il colore di questo mare&lt;br /&gt;
che bagna le sponde di questa mia terra infuocata&lt;br /&gt;
dal sole d&#39;agosto e rende più fresca la vita di chi, seduto&lt;br /&gt;
su rocce coperte d&#39;alghe, se ne sta a contemplare l&#39;orizzonte.&lt;br /&gt;
I pensieri, come nuvole dietro il sole, si accavallano&lt;br /&gt;
e sembrano inseguire altri luoghi lontani dal cuore.&lt;br /&gt;
La fantasia è la sola speranza che dona vita&lt;br /&gt;
al sogno, per chi ha già concesso parte della propria esistenza.&lt;br /&gt;
Sarebbe meraviglioso poter riscattare la vita già vissuta&lt;br /&gt;
con nuove emozioni e sentire sulla propria pelle che&lt;br /&gt;
il tempo ci concede ancora momenti d&#39;amore.&lt;br /&gt;
La tua bellezza è dolce linfa di desiderio&lt;br /&gt;
per le mie labbra che da tempo oramai non sfiorano&lt;br /&gt;
altro che incomprensibili abitudini.&lt;br /&gt;
Il tempo riuscirà forse un giorno&lt;br /&gt;
a concedermi la giusta ricompensa&lt;br /&gt;
per tanto amore andato perso&lt;br /&gt;
lungo le onde di questo mio mare!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Rocco Pulitanò        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/feeds/3206699554377997291/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/129360054357610903/3206699554377997291?isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/3206699554377997291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/3206699554377997291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/emozioni.html' title='Emozioni'/><author><name>Petya Krasteva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00667149027786714695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-rVJOYN9eTWFaSvZvzM39x7Pr9lvdH-ZnlFQ_r9V6ASjzbrDIIrb9zSoMQrvSbKiW44C6LLqXV_yogGJdnXbq-al5vQfibb6nkFVDD3CA7lQYA8r5VdbgjJT6fdC1IZJxtsrs-qHRU-k/s72-c/Emozioni.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129360054357610903.post-2118654973640853687</id><published>2011-11-11T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T06:05:22.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forse è amore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/forse-e-amore.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3sCXCU3SRyLWLI4U1CrMF-5Sg3y_vpKKeX2c76qkAZC36HwwWh5kg6gipb6c4qIAEuM-yIa4YzM3hYmhezwUBb0Br63aH375uZOtkcNOSnve6sDOVPhqXMQnVsbmAURbHOJ7vp7IHuq4/s1600/Forse_%25C3%25A8_amore.jpg&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #a64d79;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/forse-e-amore.html&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=129360054357610903&amp;amp;postID=2118654973640853687&quot;&gt;Forse è amore&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Spero di promuovere &lt;br /&gt;
il sentimento mio&lt;br /&gt;
perché?... c&#39;è Ella!&lt;br /&gt;
Non la conoscete&lt;br /&gt;
ogni sguardo del suo viso&lt;br /&gt;
son gote d&#39;ammirazione&lt;br /&gt;
d&#39;intenso emozioni&lt;br /&gt;
pupilla gli occhi miei. &lt;br /&gt;
Lei!&lt;br /&gt;
Le mani stringe le mie&lt;br /&gt;
per forza in un attraverso&lt;br /&gt;
interiore è l&#39;uragano Gabri&lt;br /&gt;
che passa come il vento &lt;br /&gt;
spazza via la quiete&lt;br /&gt;
nel mio sentimento&lt;br /&gt;
dell&#39;amare l&#39;amicizia&lt;br /&gt;
forse... è amore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Giampiero Iezzi        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/feeds/2118654973640853687/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/129360054357610903/2118654973640853687?isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/2118654973640853687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/2118654973640853687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/forse-e-amore.html' title='Forse è amore'/><author><name>Petya Krasteva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00667149027786714695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3sCXCU3SRyLWLI4U1CrMF-5Sg3y_vpKKeX2c76qkAZC36HwwWh5kg6gipb6c4qIAEuM-yIa4YzM3hYmhezwUBb0Br63aH375uZOtkcNOSnve6sDOVPhqXMQnVsbmAURbHOJ7vp7IHuq4/s72-c/Forse_%25C3%25A8_amore.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129360054357610903.post-6147656899087968771</id><published>2011-11-11T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T05:49:56.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aspettavo te</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/aspettavo-te.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJRSfjUZlp6SXrS9bpGjqYRaxOv9PDFzuNZ8QCAOyGzLx2BE2pYy1591hij69aITAeqWFjqxqeX_5-QPi21n2mkfP9u4M4atsfeySENsfXJ6SXvrL_nuFo1qcL55EiLdRRZcYYfK-LzCo/s1600/Aspettavo_te.jpg&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #d5a6bd;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aspettavo te &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ho percorso abissi del tempo, ho camminato nei gorghi di solitudini,&lt;br /&gt;
sono passato sopra voragini di disperazione, di noia, con gli anni che sono venuti e andati.&lt;br /&gt;
Ho attraversato giorni uguali, giorni solitari e gli oceani del tempo,&lt;br /&gt;
per trovarti, per aspettarti; ti ho cercata, in giorni insipidi e tediosi, &lt;br /&gt;
tra panchine solitarie, piene di foglie, in giorni bui, di pioggia, in giorni vuoti, &lt;br /&gt;
e adesso ci sei tu, ti ho trovata e non ti lascerò, finche vorrai… finché ci sarò.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/feeds/6147656899087968771/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/129360054357610903/6147656899087968771?isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/6147656899087968771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/6147656899087968771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/aspettavo-te.html' title='Aspettavo te'/><author><name>Petya Krasteva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00667149027786714695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJRSfjUZlp6SXrS9bpGjqYRaxOv9PDFzuNZ8QCAOyGzLx2BE2pYy1591hij69aITAeqWFjqxqeX_5-QPi21n2mkfP9u4M4atsfeySENsfXJ6SXvrL_nuFo1qcL55EiLdRRZcYYfK-LzCo/s72-c/Aspettavo_te.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129360054357610903.post-4499054427882200572</id><published>2011-11-05T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T14:33:46.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traduzione Remember Me - Marc Anthony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/traduzione-remember-me-marc-anthony.html&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwlDeoq-jqrEPe_yXd6DLdyKaVBcS1eq1cdNKE7Lmh51Mn1aqcWmCtD-qzqRdzS9xyUCwN_4lW8yyz6HhXW9Q&#39; class=&#39;b-hbp-video b-uploaded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;non è abbastanza dire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;che ho amato e mi sono perso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;solo un pensiero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;sapere che ho avuto tutto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;il tempo può cambiare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;ma l&#39;amore non crescerà &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;giro la pagina &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;piego le coperte di  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;questo letto da solo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;ti ricordi ancora di me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;come potresti dimenticare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;sei tutto quello  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;di cui ho bisogno &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;sono qui fuori  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;sul terrazzo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;non ci sono parole da dire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;e c&#39;è troppo da rimpiangere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;tu sei dove io dovrei essere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;ti ricordi quando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;ho permesso che tu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;andassi via? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;a cosa stavo pensando? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;non saprò mai cosa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;significa amare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;ma non c&#39;è modo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;di risolvere tutto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;come posso rimpiazzare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;un amore così forte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;se non riesco a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;dimenticare il tuo viso? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;ti ricordi ancora di me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;come potresti dimenticare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;sei tutto quello  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;di cui ho bisogno &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;sono qui fuori  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;sul terrazzo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;non ci sono parole da dire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;e c&#39;è troppo da rimpiangere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;tu sei dove io dovrei essere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;noi ballavamo, cantavamo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;ti ricordi, io e te? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;perchè se potessi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;stringere la tua mano &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;sarei un re &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;perchè io ricordo tutto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;ti ricordi ancora di me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;come potresti dimenticare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;sei tutto quello  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;di cui ho bisogno &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;sono qui fuori  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;sul terrazzo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;non ci sono parole da dire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;e c&#39;è troppo da rimpiangere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt;tu sei dove io dovrei essere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;testo&quot;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/feeds/4499054427882200572/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/129360054357610903/4499054427882200572?isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/4499054427882200572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/4499054427882200572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/traduzione-remember-me-marc-anthony.html' title='Traduzione Remember Me - Marc Anthony'/><author><name>Petya Krasteva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00667149027786714695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129360054357610903.post-8368992749119186326</id><published>2011-11-03T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T15:14:51.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VORREI AVERE QUESTO BACIO X SEMPRE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/vorrei-avere-questo-bacio-x-sempre.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY9pFlHcyurPxI6GJI-VuxcZYS4GSWRx7Hn0gl2MAdT0TNgKoYoeF9EBvniyNlYaH1RGKjGcjCPvnC-A6tf67LSlKVkDwjcKFryg-0r0wMFX5eEJuMnonHVMRFj6E9buxiw4xwjv3Un00/s1600/bacio.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 id=&quot;p1&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 id=&quot;p1&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://vorrei%20avere%20questo%20bacio%20x%20sempre.../&quot;&gt;VORREI AVERE QUESTO BACIO X SEMPRE...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Ancora ed ancora guardo nei tuoi occhi&lt;br /&gt;
Sei tutto cio’ che desidero&lt;br /&gt;
Mi hai catturato&lt;br /&gt;
Ti voglio stringere&lt;br /&gt;
Voglio starti vicino&lt;br /&gt;
Non ti voglio mai lasciare andare&lt;br /&gt;
Desidero che questa notte non finisca mai&lt;br /&gt;
Devo sapere se &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Posso avere questo bacio per una vita intera?&lt;br /&gt;
Posso guardare nei tuoi occhi?&lt;br /&gt;
Posso avere questa notte da dividere con te, questa notte insieme?&lt;br /&gt;
Posso stringerti vicino a me?&lt;br /&gt;
Posso stringerti in eterno?&lt;br /&gt;
Posso avere questo bacio per sempre?&lt;br /&gt;
Posso, posso avere questo bacio per sempre, per sempre? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ancora ed ancora ho sognato questa notte&lt;br /&gt;
Ora sei qui al mio lato&lt;br /&gt;
Tu sei qui accanto a me&lt;br /&gt;
Voglio stringerti, toccarti, assaggiarti&lt;br /&gt;
E fare in modo che tu desideri solo me&lt;br /&gt;
Desidero che questo bacio non finisca mai&lt;br /&gt;
Ti prego amore mio &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Posso stringerti per una vita intera?&lt;br /&gt;
Posso guardare nei tuoi occhi?&lt;br /&gt;
Posso avere questa notte da dividere con te, questa notte insieme?&lt;br /&gt;
Posso stringerti vicino a me?&lt;br /&gt;
Posso stringerti in eterno?&lt;br /&gt;
Posso avere questo bacio per sempre?&lt;br /&gt;
Posso, posso avere questo bacio per sempre, per sempre? &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Non voglio che passi neanche una notte&lt;br /&gt;
Senza te al mio lato&lt;br /&gt;
Voglio solo che tutti i miei giorni&lt;br /&gt;
Siano passati al tuo fianco&lt;br /&gt;
Vissuti solo per amarti&lt;br /&gt;
E amore, a proposito &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Posso stringerti per una vita intera?&lt;br /&gt;
Posso guardare nei tuoi occhi?&lt;br /&gt;
Posso avere questa notte da dividere con te, questa notte insieme?&lt;br /&gt;
Posso stringerti vicino a me?&lt;br /&gt;
Posso stringerti in eterno?&lt;br /&gt;
Posso avere questo bacio per sempre?&lt;br /&gt;
Posso, potrei avere questo bacio per sempre, per sempre?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 id=&quot;p1&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: normal; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;WHITNEY HOUSTON&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/feeds/8368992749119186326/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/129360054357610903/8368992749119186326?isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/8368992749119186326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/8368992749119186326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/vorrei-avere-questo-bacio-x-sempre.html' title='VORREI AVERE QUESTO BACIO X SEMPRE...'/><author><name>Petya Krasteva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00667149027786714695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY9pFlHcyurPxI6GJI-VuxcZYS4GSWRx7Hn0gl2MAdT0TNgKoYoeF9EBvniyNlYaH1RGKjGcjCPvnC-A6tf67LSlKVkDwjcKFryg-0r0wMFX5eEJuMnonHVMRFj6E9buxiw4xwjv3Un00/s72-c/bacio.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129360054357610903.post-8641497180984209971</id><published>2011-11-01T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T12:42:22.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E&#39; bello...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-bello.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Kf1hyQEIq0Ix00Hax6JME4E9PYJmp84Z9Ijxbr-cob4dfmRkkIWxOtkcbOO-RGRX6JEFpyJ41UeqNVzP2ZBiYpNRlIk45WC3wNmE7C_1zxk3WlVB4pgfzGOyP8xzbGOka9r3Q5akmgU/s1600/E%2527bello.jpg&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #d5a6bd;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;&quot;&gt;E&#39; bello quando qualcuno ti fa sentire speciale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/feeds/8641497180984209971/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/129360054357610903/8641497180984209971?isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/8641497180984209971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/129360054357610903/posts/default/8641497180984209971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-bello.html' title='E&#39; bello...'/><author><name>Petya Krasteva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00667149027786714695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Kf1hyQEIq0Ix00Hax6JME4E9PYJmp84Z9Ijxbr-cob4dfmRkkIWxOtkcbOO-RGRX6JEFpyJ41UeqNVzP2ZBiYpNRlIk45WC3wNmE7C_1zxk3WlVB4pgfzGOyP8xzbGOka9r3Q5akmgU/s72-c/E%2527bello.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-129360054357610903.post-8502075515402227244</id><published>2011-10-25T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T13:45:21.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sull&#39;Amore - Herman Hesse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/10/sullamore-herman-hesse.html&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzrvMa68RAHslNKfQ-CPx2K0Z3nQSdWuB7bQn9dJN-R9Csx1D2B4xOUXUbeC_VKX3ADFKaMIbWhDliNNCUTGnCOlWeVkF3T6aauhmCQi0DfZNmeoxFGExO0PiDac2PCATYsVOCelhZbww/s1600/Amore_per_noi_stessi.jpg&quot; style=&quot;background-color: #c27ba0;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://nellanostraanima.blogspot.com/2011/10/sullamore-herman-hesse.html&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sull&#39;Amore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Si chiama amore ogni superiorità, &lt;br /&gt;
ogni capacità di comprensione, &lt;br /&gt;
ogni capacità di sorridere nel dolore. &lt;br /&gt;
Amore per noi stessi &lt;br /&gt;
e per il nostro destino, affettuosa adesione &lt;br /&gt;
a ciò che l&#39;Imperscrutabile vuole fare di noi &lt;br /&gt;
anche quando non siamo ancora in grado &lt;br /&gt;
di vederlo e di comprenderlo - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;questo è ciò a cui tendiamo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Herman Hesse &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Per dire cos&#39; hai fatto &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;di me, non ho parole. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;cerco solo la notte &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;fuggo davanti al sole. &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;La notte mi par d&#39;oro &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;più di ogni sole al mondo, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;sogno allora una bella &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;donna dal capo biondo. &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Sogno le dolci cose, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;che il tuo sguardo annunciava, &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;remoto paradiso &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;di canti risuonava. &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Guarda a lungo la notte &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;e una nube veloce- &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;per dire cos&#39; hai fatto &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;di me, non ho la voce. &lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;
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