About Me

My photo
Sunt un om,ca si tine.Un calator prin mintea ta.Ca m-am nascut nu e vina mea,ca am trait,e multumirea mea,dar cum ma voi duce,e planul lui Dumnezeu!

Thursday, May 1, 2014

1 May-13 May-31 de ani in America...



Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream:
'Tis the star-spangled banner! Oh long may it wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion,
A home and a country should leave us no more!
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!


Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and the war's desolation!
Blest with victory and peace, may the heav'n rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation.
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: "In God is our trust."
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

 

 O, spune, poti tu zari
In lumina timpurie a zorilor,
Ceea ce cu atata mandrie salutam noi
In ultima licarire a crepusculului
Ale carui largi dungi si stele briliante,
In timpul periculoasei lupte,
Le vedeam deasupra meterezelor,
Atat de elegant fluturand?
Si stralucirea rosie a rachetelor,
Bombele explodand in aer,
Proband, de-a lungul noptii,
Ca steagul nostru era inca acolo.
O, spune, drapelul cu dungi si stele
Tot mai flutura oare
Peste pamantul celor liberi
Si peste casa celor viteji?

Prin pacla marii,
El abia se vedea pe tarm,
Unde arogantul amfitrion al inamicului
Se odihnea in temuta liniste.
Ce este oare acel obiect pe care briza
In timp ce sufla intermitent deasupra inaltului abrupt,
Aci abia-l ascunde, aci abia-l expune?
Acum el prinde stralucirea
Primelor scanteieri ale diminetii,
Reflectand in acest moment pe deplin glorios sclipirile apei:
Da, acesta este steagul impestritat cu stele.
O, fie ca el sa fluture in veci peste pamantul celor liberi
Si peste casa celor viteji!

Si unde se afla acea banda de inamici
Care cu atata laudarosenie jurau
Ca in dezastrul razboiului
Si in confuzia luptei
Nici o casa si nici o tara
Sa nu mai fie crutate?
Sangele lor a spalat
De contaminare urmele nebune
Ale pasilor lasati de ei.
Nici un refugiu nu poate salva
Pe mercenari si pe sclavi
De teroarea luptei sau de tristetea mormantului;
Insa drapelul instelat
Flutura triumfator
Peste pamantul celor liberi
Si peste casa celor viteji!


O, intotdeauna sa fie asa,
Cand oamenii liberi se ridica impartindu-se
Intre casele lor iubite
Si dezolarile razboiului!
Fie binecuvantat cu victorie si pace,
Pamantul rascumparat de cer;
Laudat fie Atotputernicul care ne-a creat
Si ne-a conservat ca natiune.
Asadar, trebuie sa cucerim,
Dar numai cand cauza este justa,
Si atunci deviza noastra va fi:
“Noi credem in Dumnezeu!”
Iar drapelul impestritat cu stele
Va triumfa fluturand
Peste pamantul celor liberi
Si peste casa celor viteji...





Au trecut asa de repede 31 de ani in America.....

Am facut eforturi…

Am facut multe eforturi,ca am ridicat atatea corturi si mi-am dislocat la corduri.Avantajul e,m-am pus pe prune.Amelioreaza starile inflama...