Patriotyzm

"Patriotyzm oznacza umiłowanie tego, co ojczyste: umiłowanie historii, tradycji, języka czy samego krajobrazu ojczystego. 
Jest to miłość, która obejmuje również dzieła rodaków i owoce ich geniuszu.
Próbą dla tego umiłowania staje się każde zagrożenie tego dobra, jakim jest ojczyzna.
Nasze dzieje uczą, że Polacy byli zawsze zdolni do wielkich ofiar dla zachowania tego dobra albo też dla jego odzyskania."

Jan Paweł II, "Pamięć i Tożsamość"

When winter comes

When winter comes for war,
You shall hear no Lions roar.

When winter forces you to yield,
No Stags shall graze upon the field.

When winter creeps upon you from the shadows,
No Roses shall bloom from the meadows.

When winter wreaks havoc on the land,
You can bet there'll be no Snakes in the sand.

When winter brings to life all it finds grim,
The Krakens will freeze where they swim.

When winter sets and the land begins to shiver,
The Flayed Man will start to rot and wither.

When winter fights to the last sliver,
No more Trouts shall swim in the river.

When winter ravages and all despair,
No Falcons shall fly high in the air.

When winter shows you what happens when snow falls,
Not even Dragons Breath shall warm you in your halls.

When winter comes with all it's might,
Only the Wolves shall howl in the night!

Man In Black

Well, you wonder why I always dress in black,

Why you never see bright colors on my back,

And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone.

Well, there's a reason for the things that I have on.

I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down,

Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of town,

I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime,

But is there because he's a victim of the times.

I wear the black for those who never read,

Or listened to the words that Jesus said,

About the road to happiness through love and charity,

Why, you'd think He's talking straight to you and me.

Well, we're doin' mighty fine, I do suppose,

In our streak of lightnin' cars and fancy clothes,

But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back,

Up front there ought 'a be a Man In Black.

I wear it for the sick and lonely old,

For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold,

I wear the black in mournin' for the lives that could have been,

Each week we lose a hundred fine young men.

And, I wear it for the thousands who have died,

Believen' that the Lord was on their side,

I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died,

Believen' that we all were on their side.

Well, there's things that never will be right I know,

And things need changin' everywhere you go,

But 'til we start to make a move to make a few things right,

You'll never see me wear a suit of white.

Ah, I'd love to wear a rainbow every day,

And tell the world that everything's OK,

But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back,

'Till things are brighter, I'm the Man In Black.

na kobiecie i hobby się nie oszczędza

"...ale każdy kto wchodzi w to hobby wie, że nie jest ono tanie."

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