tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068429596320920992024-03-14T00:44:48.406-07:00Storiis di une volte...Gallianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07991087976530397466noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806842959632092099.post-62180844575284137952011-12-10T06:14:00.000-08:002011-12-10T06:14:36.364-08:00Centri “Lidrîs Furlanis”<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4E0dK26qCs6jT6K1ZMoqzgTkaRUMd1o0epnmqKrEM8CZabQbmrPKWawP0kvEblNL3fK-6IO3Jk0zael1YFe0GWxDgatFbpMbf3HKEdK9ebB0Qd6T3MxlOgeD4bpaQ6d-fH9qOKHUCOmg/s1600/stemma.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" mda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4E0dK26qCs6jT6K1ZMoqzgTkaRUMd1o0epnmqKrEM8CZabQbmrPKWawP0kvEblNL3fK-6IO3Jk0zael1YFe0GWxDgatFbpMbf3HKEdK9ebB0Qd6T3MxlOgeD4bpaQ6d-fH9qOKHUCOmg/s1600/stemma.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span><span style="font-size: x-large;"> ...</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Le cjatarês te Etichete: "Storiutis Furlanis"</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">A riviodisi.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">...</span></span></div>Gallianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07991087976530397466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806842959632092099.post-37595823502830100412011-10-16T14:02:00.000-07:002011-10-16T14:02:08.328-07:00Scjatulutis<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZM_AJDvTOO819SdwVcKFz6X0wpMGYojutnR9aXgN_gvZV8-4uOxrlvEDpHubve3010SwXXqphVeiViaHZuWMsXbZi7WgLxFPE7HgGZP7TfPoD-DFVjJlgKNp6qNXfOwchtetIFl8oX_s/s1600/caj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="189" oda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZM_AJDvTOO819SdwVcKFz6X0wpMGYojutnR9aXgN_gvZV8-4uOxrlvEDpHubve3010SwXXqphVeiViaHZuWMsXbZi7WgLxFPE7HgGZP7TfPoD-DFVjJlgKNp6qNXfOwchtetIFl8oX_s/s200/caj.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="MsoCaption" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; font-weight: normal; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"></span></div><div class="MsoCaption" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt; font-weight: normal; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>O colezioni scjatulutis. Scjatulutis smaltadis, scjatulutis di len piturât, scjatulutis di cristal, metal,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>carton e di perle, dutis piçulutis.</em></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>In chês scjatulutis o conservi tocuts di felicitât. Parcè che la felicitât no je ornament di paret, sino un zugatul fat di piçulis parts, che si metin adun poc a poc. E che no à une figure stabil, preconcete, ma variis figuris, che a mudin e che a puedin cambià a secont dai dîs, des oris o dai puescj.</em></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #45818e;"><br />
Tu, tu mi âs insegnât chel. E tantis di chestis scjatulutis a àn parts tôs. No…No lu ai imparât subit…al à volût il so timp…Cuant che la tô vite si je distudade, la pôre e la solitudin a faserin grops tes mes visaris. O batevi in dutis lis puartis cun terôr di no sei sintude, di no sei ricevude. E mi zuravi, ogni dì, bati altris puartis e altris e altris, cence impuartâmi cui che lis varès viertis, cui saressial bon di sintì il sun di une cjampane al vint, che al emeteve il gno cûr…Une cjampane di nâf tal mieç dal ocean, une cjampane di catedrâl tal mieç dal desert, une cjampane jesolant cun suns di pene e di risultive al stes timp…</span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #45818e;"><br />
Fintant che o scomençai a vierzi lis scjatulutis. Intune o cjatai un fulminant, un di chei che tu, tu mi impiavis i spagnolets, ancje se cuasi no fumi o ai impiât un, tratant di fâ cerclis di fum, come che tu ju fasevis tu.</span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>In tun’altre o ai cjatât tiere incoloride dal nord, di Purmamarca, il nord i à puartât pas e colôr al sud de mê agjitazion, cun la sô plaçute cui vendidôrs di presepiuts, l’aiar di celestiâl trasparence e lis sôs montagnis tarondis…Ta chê di porcelane, une rose secje e un bilietut pleât: “cuint aniversari”.</em></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Ta chê di arint, une medaie benedete de madone di Lujan. Rene de splaze cuiete, un carantan di “austrâl”, un ros coral african, une jentrade di cine, un biliet dal bus urban, un anelut che al veve pierdût la pierute, un cuarç cuasi dorât, une plumute di colibrì…Ducj itineraris di stradis cjaminadis insiemi e che jo o torni a falis puartant i tiei pas parsore dai miei, cumò che i tiei pas no pesin nuie, issint fats di pûr aiar, di a pene un svolaç di pavee, di a pene une lagrime…</em></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>¿Viodistu? Bielzà no bat puartis, dome o vierç lis scjatulutis par no sintîmi tant sole. Però, chest si, al stes timp, o vierç ancje il gno cûr.</em></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Conte di Poldy Bird scritore Argjentine che scrîf partint dai sintiments.</em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Le à tradote al furlan: Galliano Remo De Agostini</em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>---</em></strong></span></span></div>Gallianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07991087976530397466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806842959632092099.post-77293470123824381852011-09-23T07:58:00.000-07:002011-09-23T08:00:51.524-07:00Storiis di spirts<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeE0rfOWjIR4p3JpNjOJh4dzxpqSsPsLugUBBlc3atdJeocHrZ0utn3JLxf0z4QJ-hkNPA-XA5NOino_7ur95-119Ud8bQY6vFNZYQuxPA7fdABJwEN9tsXNwvNet0S6MUCDcdwYPovCo/s1600/fant.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hca="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeE0rfOWjIR4p3JpNjOJh4dzxpqSsPsLugUBBlc3atdJeocHrZ0utn3JLxf0z4QJ-hkNPA-XA5NOino_7ur95-119Ud8bQY6vFNZYQuxPA7fdABJwEN9tsXNwvNet0S6MUCDcdwYPovCo/s1600/fant.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"></span></div><span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #3d85c6;"> </span><span style="color: #0b5394;">I doi spirts, un blu e chel altri blanc, si cjatarin devant de solite caverne. Si saludarin in sordine e a cjaminarin un biel toc, cence talpassâsi i bleons, ognidun pierdût tai soi pinsîrs. E jere une gnot fumatose, no si calumave ni<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>morârs ni<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>mûrs, però là sù parsore, unevore adalt si viodeve la lune.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></em></strong></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><strong><em>- Ce curiôs – al disè di corse<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>il spirt blanc, - al è curiôs cemût che il cuarp za no si vise dal passât, cuant che si ricuardave al jere par sofrî.</em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #0b5394;">- ¿Âstu sufiert tant? – ai domande il spirt blu. – <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #0b5394;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">- Avonde, fin cuant che lu ai pierdût di viste il gno cuarp – al rispuindè. Al veve brusaduris di spagnolets su la schene, ai mancjavin trê dincj che ai forin gjavâts cence anestesie. </span><span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">No si jere smenteât, cuant che ai metevin il cjâf tun seglot plen di escrements e urine, ma particolarmentri ogni tant si cjalave i soi testicui. </span></span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><strong><em>- Oh – e je stade la uniche silabe che al pronunzià, o al pensà,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>o al suspirà il spirt blu.</em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><strong><em>- ¿E tu? – al domandà a sô volte il spirt blanc. - ¿Ancje il to cuarp ti trasmetevijal patiments?-</em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><strong><em>- No tant il gno cuarp, ma ben si chel dai altris -.</em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><strong><em>- Dai altris? Sêstu forsit miedi? –</em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><strong><em>- No propit. Jo o jeri il boie –</em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Il spirt blanc al ricuardà che là parsore, unevore adalt e jere la lune. Le cjalà dome parcè che al veve bisugne di inceâsi. Però la lune no je il soreli.</em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Cuntune ponte dal bleon cence maglis si suià une lagrime di odi. Podopo si slontanà vongolânt te fumate protetive, ae ricercje di un Diu. </em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>O di nuie.</em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #073763; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">---</span><span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"></span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="color: #073763; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Cjapitul rigjavât dal “Fâr e altris ombrenis” di<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Mario Benedetti, scritôr Uruguayan.</span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: #073763; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>La traduzion al furlan e je di Galliano De Agostini.</em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: #073763; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>---</em></strong></span></span></div>Gallianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07991087976530397466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806842959632092099.post-91134487018314662462011-07-28T18:31:00.000-07:002011-07-28T18:43:00.292-07:00¿Vivi bessôi ise une sielte o une imposizion?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPrWfPK2NurCEig_y8OvNJ4qFHQBULlnpZdCp5zpBd5LRyaOgeuhLtcYlfmtLJXw_DoOZ3yN33FOA7VevJRxUA7mPNToFQkfAfNJvvnYcQFiR4ew_csOB_-_nJT26SroJDmQdW1EF3Aq0/s1600/vedrans.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPrWfPK2NurCEig_y8OvNJ4qFHQBULlnpZdCp5zpBd5LRyaOgeuhLtcYlfmtLJXw_DoOZ3yN33FOA7VevJRxUA7mPNToFQkfAfNJvvnYcQFiR4ew_csOB_-_nJT26SroJDmQdW1EF3Aq0/s200/vedrans.jpg" t$="true" width="131" /></a></div><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong> <span style="color: blue;"> Lis personis no cubiadis a son un grup demografic in cressite tal mont ocidentâl. A Buenos Aires tra no maridats, separâts, divorziâts o vedui, si calcole la metât de popolazion cirche.<br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong>Seont studis, cuatri su dîs, tra 25 e 65 agns a declarin sei “discubiâts”, ancje ricognossint che a podaressin cambiâ di categorie se cjatassin la persone juste. </strong></span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong> L’aument dai no sposats si lu relazione cun la instabilitât des unions. Il posponi tra i zovins il prin compromès, la traietorie su la autonomie des feminis, lis lôr consistentis richiestis tal cjatâ un gnûf "partner".<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong> <span style="color: blue;"> Chest cambi al altere lis formis des relazions, significant che la gran part al travierse un periodi de sô vite adulte, sedi par sielte o par imposizion, cence rivâ a formâ nissun leam seri.</span> </strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong> <span style="color: #0b5394;">Par tancj di lôr il no sposâsi al è sinonim di intimitât e libertât individuâl, concedint une centralitât tai risultâts professionâi, saldant dai leams cun amîs e fîs, favorint une intense vite sociâl. Altris a àn la sensazion di sei isolâts, un fenomen des grandis citâts, dulà che la socialitât dai altris e je plui visibile, che po provocâ une dolorose cjalade in chei che si sintin bessôi. I umans o sin individuis integrats e socievui.</span> </strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong> <span style="color: blue;">Studiis sientifics a mostrin che la gran part des personis no puedin vivi a plen, cence vê par dongje dai afiets, cui cuai podè interagjî. A mostravin ancje che i contats sociâi cun rets di grandis dimensions, dispès e aumente la sensazion di ben stâ. Tes grandis citâts, la metât cirche des personis a vivin solis, che a vedin o no une cubie, ognidun a cjase sô.<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong> <span style="color: #0b5394;">Ciertis carateristichis de vite moderne a aumentin lis sensazions di solitudin: i spazis publics a àn lassât di sei sîts di incuintri; alts nivei di sfiducie interpersonâl a son privativis di ambients cun grandis disparitâts sociâls e ancje lis gnovis tecnologjiis spes a rinfuarcin l’isolament. <br />
Se lis relazions di cubie a son efimaris, ¿i leams sociâi si slaçarano o si trasformarano tal timp?<br />
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<span style="color: #660000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong>Rigjavât da un articul di un cuotidian. Galliano lu a sintetizât e tradot al furlan.<br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Intant che lavave lis scudielis in cusine e sintì il cor des ridadis, il rumôr di vôs<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>cidinadis dal segret, po dopo il cidinôr. Cualchidun dal cjaminâ cautelôs si svicinave, je no podè sintì il rumôr sort dal fier tal cjâf. No a sintût plui altri, brancolant e colà par tiere, restant cuietute sul paviment de sô cusine.</em></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #990000;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">A ciririn in ducj i mobii de cjamare, sot il materàs. </span>Dividintsi i biliets di bancje e lis palanchis. Zuan ai disè a Milio: - Dai un altri colp, no si sa mai.</span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>A cjaminarin a planc sot i rais dal soreli, rivâts al breon dal fossalon, ogni un al tornà par separât al cuartîr miserabil, ogni un tal so cjasot, Guido, cjatantsi<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>tal<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>so, vueit come simpri tai daspò misdì, al alçà sù, dai vistîts, dai rotams, des scovacis, da un casetin che al veve dongje il so jet, tirant fûr une musine blancje e maglade al metè dentri la cjarte monede e lis palanchis, une musine in zes<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a forme di purcit cuntune fressure su la schene.</em></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><span style="color: #990000; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>--- </em></strong></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> <span style="color: #38761d;">Une conte di: </span></span><span style="color: #38761d;">Juan Carlos Onetti</span></span></span><span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> s</span>critôr Uruguayan<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>(</span></em></strong></span></span><a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Montevideo" title="Montevideo"><span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Montevideo</em></strong></span></span></a><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em> </em></strong></span><a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/1_de_julio" title="1 de julio"><span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none; text-underline: none;"><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>1909, Madrid<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>1994</em></strong></span></span></a><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>)</em></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>---</em></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Constantia;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #990000;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> <span style="color: #134f5c;"> </span></span></span><span style="color: #0b5394;">La traduzion al furlan e je di Galliano De Agostini<br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>Gallianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07991087976530397466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806842959632092099.post-61100058277484637222011-06-18T13:02:00.000-07:002011-06-18T13:02:24.137-07:00Il zûc dal truc<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU1JZoPNTYE1aAhqn5qFPK6miUwU-NVWDuVJ6MSmul5UdkdBAIU3JUh-TK0oINT3vi0sUowgQfCGlKPIV_y7t6NJiYKz8PHMdr3RH5om5GwyTzCOb7LSquKhvpAqfr519CLzSD4EQeMxg/s1600/truc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="189" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU1JZoPNTYE1aAhqn5qFPK6miUwU-NVWDuVJ6MSmul5UdkdBAIU3JUh-TK0oINT3vi0sUowgQfCGlKPIV_y7t6NJiYKz8PHMdr3RH5om5GwyTzCOb7LSquKhvpAqfr519CLzSD4EQeMxg/s200/truc.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"></b></div><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #073763;">Mi plâs ricuardâ il rapuart che o vevi di piçule cui miei cusins. <span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">A son stâts i miei prins amîs e cui zûcs i prins rapuarts. </span>Ma ‘nd jere un in particolâr che al jere dome nestri… e parcè? <span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Par sei chel che a zuiavin i nestris <place w:st="on"><city w:st="on">paris</city></place> in Friûl. </span>Si clamave il “Zûc dal truc”, si lu zuiave il dì di Pasche. <span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Issint une tradizion che si trasmeteve di gjenerazions, nus tocjave a nô imparâlu! </span></span></em></strong></span></span><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #073763;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">I preparatîfs a scomençavin une setemane prime. </span>Si pensave al mangjâ,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>ma ancje a preparâ il “Truc”! </span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #073763;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">I ûfs a jerin i elements di chest zûc. </span>Par chel, si sielzevin i plui biei, par dopo piturâju o trucâju, une tradizion cussì impuartant che<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>unive dute la famee.</span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #073763;">Me mari, Albe mi a insegnât a preparâju come che ju faseve me none Catarine, a Cividât. Il câs al jere che nô cusins a vevin vût la stesse none! Alore bisugnave ve un tic di creativitât… par che non fossin ducj compagns.</span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #073763;">Par esempli, ju involuçavin cun scusis di cevole, une parsore di che altre, par no lassà nuie blanc, e si tornavin a voluçâ cun peçots di coton, e si ju leave strents cuntun spali, po dopo si metevin a boli. Une altre pussibilitât e jere che di meti tal mieç des scusis, fueis di savôrs. L’efiet al jere maraveôs, a someavin di marmul cu lis fueutis stampadis atôr. In tant par piturâju si<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>dovevin fâju bulì prime. Za frêts si fasevin i dissens di pasche: rosutis, i nons dai zuiadôrs, ecc. E cundut ce che si veve in cjase si ju colorave. </span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #073763;">Le metevin dute par fa i ûfs plui biei… i plui origjinâi. </span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #073763;">La sabide di pasche, mio barbe Guerino, al preparave il teren dal zûc, che al vignive fât cul savalon. Come che lui al lavorave te costruzion, ‘nd veve une vore di rene. Mio pari Aldo al leve a dai une manute, cetant lavôr che ur dave!</span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #073763;">Il cumul al jere cuasi taront, e al veve doi ponts di partence, par dulà che i zuiadôrs e tiravin i ûfs. In chel pont al veve une altece di cirche un metri e dopo al leve jù di colp. </span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #073763;">Ce tantis ridadis cuant che i ûfs si sdrondenavin un cun altri! <span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">Cussì al vinceve chel che ai restave l’ûf plui intîr</span></span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #073763;">Ducj a zuiavin, i piçui e i vecjos. Ce tante ligrie! Ce tante nostalgjie dai paris, tornà a zuià come cuant che o jerin fruts. </span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #073763;">E dopo di vê rots tancj di chei ûfs, cetantis ridadis. Si leve a mangjâ la gubane e i ûfs di pasche cussì ben meretâts. </span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="color: #073763; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em> ---</em></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #783f04;">A son ricuarts di Catalina (Lina) Maria De Faccio </span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em> ---</em></strong></span></div>Gallianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07991087976530397466noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806842959632092099.post-67860055952774435882011-05-31T09:03:00.000-07:002011-05-31T09:39:03.206-07:00Magjie<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifMfbQwlEed9a0BBIwBWl4jyZbjqOhlzRQe-YEqqfSrAE1GcDZUByuBhpOCt22PuszU2fDkubykGPxzmGfgGno7YmuwUbFfg6Nc8Xyl3mcWTqhqXkkV0Hf08QwO87tWsS9nFybmpEyZ8I/s1600/pres.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifMfbQwlEed9a0BBIwBWl4jyZbjqOhlzRQe-YEqqfSrAE1GcDZUByuBhpOCt22PuszU2fDkubykGPxzmGfgGno7YmuwUbFfg6Nc8Xyl3mcWTqhqXkkV0Hf08QwO87tWsS9nFybmpEyZ8I/s1600/pres.jpg" t8="true" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-style: italic; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #7f6000;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Il mago Rizzuto nol cognosseve nissun truc. La sô presentazion e jere une vore semplice: al bateve sul cjapiel cu la sô bachete blu, po dopo al spietave che aparissi une colombe.</span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-style: italic; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #7f6000;">Naturalmentri, la totâl mancjance di doplis fonts, di maniis ospitâls e di zucs di mans, lu conduseve simpri al stes aviliment. La colombe no comparive.</span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-style: italic; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #7f6000;">Rizzuto, dal solit si presentave in teatris modescj, o in festivai di paîs, di dulà che, cuasi simpri lu paravin vie a pidadis.</span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-style: italic; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #7f6000;">La veretât che lui al crodeve te magjie, te vere magjie. In ogni presentazion, in ogni colp che al dave cu la sô bachete blu, e jere simpri la vivarose sperance di un miracul. Lui nol si contentave dome cun lis tecnichis dal ingjan. Al voleve che la colombe e comparissi in maniere clare.</span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-style: italic; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #7f6000;">Dulinvie tal timp lu à compagnât la delusion e lis siviladis, cualsisei altri al varès bandonât la lote. Ma Rizzuto al jere fiduciôs.</span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-style: italic; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #7f6000;">Une sere si presente tal club Fénix. Altris magos a lu vevin precedût. Cuant che al rivà il so turni, al de il so classic colp cu la bachete blu. E dal font dal cjapiel e salte fûr une colombe, une colombe blancje che svolant viers un barcon, si je pierdude tal scûr de gnot. Al à ricevût a penis cualchi batiman.</span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-style: italic; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #7f6000;">La int e preferis une art fate di trucs scjassôs ai miracui pûrs. </span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-style: italic; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #7f6000;">Rizzuto nol tornà ai senaris. Forsit al va indenant fasint aparî la colombe in forme particolâr.</span></em></strong></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span><strong><span style="color: #45818e;"><em><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">La traduzion al furlan e je di Galliano De Agostini</span></em></span></strong></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span><strong><span style="color: #45818e;"><em><span style="font-family: Times; font-size: large;">---</span></em></span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-align: justify;"><strong><em><span style="color: #76a5af; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Conte di: Alejandro Dolina, scritôr, music e condutôr di radio e di televisión. </span></em></strong></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="color: #76a5af; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em> ---</em></strong></span></span></div>Gallianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07991087976530397466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806842959632092099.post-49368434145048399372011-05-16T09:52:00.000-07:002011-05-16T09:52:19.772-07:00I dits da la none<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5QtG8Z_mvLkt3Z1mOetWG1QXamecft-l3nHtoX9NjYeFbp-AXoEkYxMNEirElaeqP_BpONE1x-VfXWsK-tgO4dVANLXT1rZx6U-8CK4ARJDdjzCcAFpiCzh0XHX0qQ28wm_OWlgK_LGg/s1600/alice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5QtG8Z_mvLkt3Z1mOetWG1QXamecft-l3nHtoX9NjYeFbp-AXoEkYxMNEirElaeqP_BpONE1x-VfXWsK-tgO4dVANLXT1rZx6U-8CK4ARJDdjzCcAFpiCzh0XHX0qQ28wm_OWlgK_LGg/s200/alice.jpg" width="148" /></a></div><strong><span style="font-family: Arial;"> </span></strong><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm -6.8pt 0pt 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span><strong><span style="color: #674ea7;">Puare none. E veve passade tante miserie a Bertiûl, il paisut dulà che viveve, che no podeve comprasi nuie che no fos stade une necessitât. Rivade a Buenos Aires, dulà che ancje li no jere tante bondance, però si stave un pôc miôr. </span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm -6.8pt 0pt 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span><strong><span style="color: #674ea7;">E veve simpri te sachete dal grumâl, platade cualchi robe dolce. A i pareve di fâ pecjât se mangjave alc difûr dal past. Alore par justificâ e diseve une volte che veve la bocje sute; une altre volte che veve la bocje mare, o la lenghe sporcje, o che veve di comedâsi il stomi.</span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm -6.8pt 0pt 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><span style="color: #674ea7;">Tantis detulis da la none mi compagnin dì par dì, cumò che o soi viele ancje jo. </span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm -6.8pt 0pt 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm -6.8pt 0pt 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><span style="color: #674ea7;">----------------------------------</span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm -6.8pt 0pt 0cm; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"><span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong> </strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm -6.8pt 0pt 0cm; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><span style="color: #674ea7;">Los dichos de mi abuela<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm -6.8pt 0pt 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm -6.8pt 0pt 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><span style="color: #674ea7;">Pobre abuela: Había pasado tanta miseria en Bertiolo, el pueblito adonde vivía, que no podía comprarse nada que no fuera una necesidad. Al llegar a Buenos Aires, donde también aquí no abundaban las cosas, pero eso si, se estaba algo mejor. </span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm -6.8pt 0pt 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><span style="color: #674ea7;">Tenia siempre en el bolsillo del delantal escondido alguna cosa dulce. Le parecía que estaba pecando si comía algo afuera de las comidas. Entonces para justificar decía una vez que tenia la boca seca, otra vez que tenia la boca amarga, o la lengua sucia, o que tenia que acomodarse el estomago.</span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm -6.8pt 0pt 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong>Tantos dichos de mi abuela me acompañan todos los días ahora que también yo soy mayor .</strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm -6.8pt 0pt 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong>-----------------</strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm -6.8pt 0pt 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm -6.8pt 0pt 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong>Colaboracion de Alice Rivoldini, alumna del "Taller de furlan" de la Sociedad Friulana de Buenos Aires.</strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm -6.8pt 0pt 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span><strong><span style="color: #674ea7;">...<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm -6.8pt 0pt 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><br />
</div>Gallianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07991087976530397466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806842959632092099.post-25252657445542486282011-05-04T07:26:00.000-07:002011-05-04T07:34:58.937-07:00Vincul di famee<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrettl01916yq_jQaqdjqusgtJge-26HJMrwf67jZouB-7mjgQ0WJGt4cDiib855jX8oI3jTCGPnzE0gjwkl5oywQ9uMDAHnUQGtMHWukytwGFF1Or3IRSgYrQG18xG_HNbi_gUEsyX1M/s1600/13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="149px" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrettl01916yq_jQaqdjqusgtJge-26HJMrwf67jZouB-7mjgQ0WJGt4cDiib855jX8oI3jTCGPnzE0gjwkl5oywQ9uMDAHnUQGtMHWukytwGFF1Or3IRSgYrQG18xG_HNbi_gUEsyX1M/s200/13.jpg" width="200px" /></a></div><div style="text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><span style="color: #741b47;">A odein<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>in tune tal maniere ae agne Angustie, che a profitin parfin des feriis par<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>fâjal savè. A penis che la famee e partîs pes vacancis viers diferents ponts turistics, ai scomencin a rivai un diluvi di cartulinis postâls a colôrs e ancje in blanc e neri par mancjance di altris, però dutis cence ecezions a son cuviertis di insults. </span></strong></span></span></span></div><div style="text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-size: large;"><strong>ººº</strong></span></span></span></div><div style="text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><span style="color: #741b47;">A rivin di Rosari, di Sant Dree di Giles, di Chivilcoy e di Chacabuco, cinc o sîs voltis al<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>dì i puestins ai consegnin la pueste di malevoie, la gnagne Angustie e je feliç e contente.</span></strong></span></span></span></div><div style="text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><span style="color: #741b47;">Je no jes mai di cjase sô, i plâs sentâsi tal curtîl, passant lis zornadis e riceviint lis cartulinis postâls, apaiade e contente.</span></strong></span></span></span></div><div style="text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-size: large;"><strong>ººº</strong></span></span></span></div><div style="text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><span style="color: #741b47;">Lis cartulinis a disin: “Mandi cragnose, che un folc ti trai, Gustâf”."Une spudade,tô gnece Bepina”. “Che il gjat ti pissi sui malvons,cussì si suin, tô sûr”. E cussì di file e, di ducj i colôrs..</span></strong></span></span></span></div><div style="text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><span style="color: #741b47;">La Agne Angustie e jeve adore par ricevi i puestins dantjur la buine man. E lei lis cartulinis amirânt lis fotografiis e tornânt a lei i saluts. </span></strong></span></span></span></div><div style="text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-size: large;"><strong><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">ººº </span></strong></span></span></span></div><div style="text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"></span><span style="color: #741b47;">Di gnot e tire fûr l’album dai ricuarts, colocantlis cun tante cure, di maniere che si puedi viodi la panoramiche ma ancje lis firmis. </span></strong></span></span></span></div><div style="text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><span style="color: #741b47;">- Puars agnui, cetantis cartulinis che mi mandin - e pense la gnagne Angustie,</span></strong></span></span></span></div><div style="text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><span style="color: #741b47;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>- Cheste cu la vacjute, cheste cu la glesie, ca il lât Traful, ca il ram des rosis - cjalantlis une ad une cun tenarece e impirant une gusiele in ogni cartuline, nol sedi che si pierdin, ancje se, e chest bisugne dilu, la gusiele le pontave simpri su lis firmis, dome je e saveve parcè.</span></strong></span></span></span></div><div style="text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><span style="color: #741b47;">ºººº</span></strong></span></span></span></div><div style="text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><span style="color: #45818e;">Julio Cortázar, scritôr Argjentin tai gjenars dal fantastic, de metafisiche e dal misteri. Lis sôs contis no simpri a àn une linearitât temporâl, però i personaçs a esprimin simpri une profonde psicologjie.</span></strong></span></span></span></div><div style="text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><span style="color: #45818e;">La traduzion al furlan e je di Galliano De Agostini</span></strong></span></span></span></div><div style="text-indent: 27pt;"><br />
</div><div style="text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong>ºººº</strong></span></span></div>Gallianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07991087976530397466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806842959632092099.post-26117823686059696342011-04-15T17:42:00.000-07:002011-04-15T18:27:11.849-07:00La puarte<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr7acSfBVw_6d2ek7SRF6yvmljlHGmNkoztBQtqVRx4vrqsyUmLcdwxilibyPt0CA9ApNpGeocDemDI7ALIUHa3na_3-1VIadVShmbuQpy3htxbnHTA5Z2lWrDmgmTFFXVBFUkN2rxC-Q/s1600/puerta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr7acSfBVw_6d2ek7SRF6yvmljlHGmNkoztBQtqVRx4vrqsyUmLcdwxilibyPt0CA9ApNpGeocDemDI7ALIUHa3na_3-1VIadVShmbuQpy3htxbnHTA5Z2lWrDmgmTFFXVBFUkN2rxC-Q/s200/puerta.jpg" width="112" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><b><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span> </span></b><b><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><b><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em><span style="background-color: #f4cccc;">"A Carlo, che daspò di cheste storie, bielzà in plene democrazie, al tornà in preson, acusât dal delit di sei periodist."</span></em></span></span></span></b><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"><b><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>Intun cjasot di robis vecjis, par pure casualitât, Carlo Fasano al cjatà la puarte de cele dulà che al jere stât presonîr. </em></span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>Dulinvie la ditature militâr Uruguayane, lui al veve passât sîs agns fevelant cuntun surisin e cun chê puarte de cele numar 282. Il surisin al leve e al tornave cuant che al voleve, ma la puarte e jere simpri li. Carlo le cognosseve miôr che la palme de so man. Apene che le à viodude, al à ricognossût i tais che lui al veve fat cuntune sedon e lis maglis, lis vecjis maglis dal len, che a jerin lis mapis dai paîs indulà che lui al veve viazât tal cors di ogni zornade di preson.</em></span></span></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><b><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>----</em></span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><b><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em><span style="background-color: #f4cccc;">Che puarte e dutis lis puartis di chês altris celis a son finidis tal cjasot, che lis veve compradis, cuant che la preson e je deventade un “shopping center”. Il centri di detenzion al è passât a sei un centri di consum, za non veve presonîrs, ma ben vistîts di Armani, profums di Dior e videos Panasonic.</span></em></span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><b><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em> ----</em></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><b><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="background-color: #fce5cd; font-size: large;"><em>Cuant che Carlo al à scuviert la so puarte, lui al decidè di comprâle, Però lis puartis des celis a jerin deventadis di mode a Punta del Este, il paron de buteghe al domandave presis impussibii. Carlo al discutè sul valôr fin in font e cun l’aiut di<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>amîs, al à podût paiâle. Vint bisugne di plui di un musculôs par traspuartâ chê masse di len e fier, inespugnabil ai agns e aes fuidis. Le puartarin fin ae cjase di Carlo tun puest clamât “Cuchilla Pereyra”.</em></span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><b><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>----</em></span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><b><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em><span style="background-color: #f4cccc;">Alì si cjate cumò la puarte. E je blocade su la cime di une culine e contornade cun tant vert e di face al soreli. </span></em></span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><b><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em><span style="background-color: #f4cccc;">Ogni dì a buinore la sô lus le lumine, su la puarte al è un cartel che al dîs: </span><span style="background-color: #fce5cd;">Al è proibît sierâle.</span></em></span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><b><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em>------</em></span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><b><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: large;"><em>La à scrite Eduardo Galeano, periodist e scritôr Uruguayan.</em></span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><b><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>La traduzion e je di Galliano De Agostini.</em></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><b><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><em>------</em></span></span></b></div>Gallianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07991087976530397466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806842959632092099.post-23099709035836472162011-04-05T13:06:00.000-07:002011-04-05T14:07:37.285-07:00La lune<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8SiwxwUJYLg745qDIo7mkVUhRL-uiXs4ifheA8Pnmr5Ub2XiFx6fcQ1hIbm2XugLD8Ki-hVAYKO3iueJOMteLo9zYOS-O8ro7872s2NMIdty8Vdzl0omFTZgBEmuowK8Ba8jWF2wlMLo/s1600/luna4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8SiwxwUJYLg745qDIo7mkVUhRL-uiXs4ifheA8Pnmr5Ub2XiFx6fcQ1hIbm2XugLD8Ki-hVAYKO3iueJOMteLo9zYOS-O8ro7872s2NMIdty8Vdzl0omFTZgBEmuowK8Ba8jWF2wlMLo/s1600/luna4.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"></b></div><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">O pensi che ognidun di nô, cuant che la sere al cjale il cîl, al vedi osservât la lune e la sô luminositât, fantasticânt su di je, su di chel che plate di inmagant,e chel che nus lasse intindi cun lis sôs liendis misteriosis.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></span></b><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">Tal cors dai agns fasint lis propris esperiencis, l’om si è inacuart che i moviments costants de lune e dal soreli a condizionavin la nature, i oms e i animâi cun intervai regolârs, tant di rivâ a capî il sucès o mancul di une racuelte o altri.</span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">Dopo che mont al è mont, i contadins a san cemût che la lune e po influî su lis plantis, (e san ben cuant che àn di cuinçâ o mancul) sul fasi i cjavei, su lis aghis causant mareis e ancje facilitânt lis nassitis. Ancje se no esist evidence sientifiche che confermi chestis credincis.</span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">I ciclis lunârs a àn diferentis fasis:</span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">- Lune gnove o lune nere.</span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">- Zovin di lune: lune che cres - prin cuart.</span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">- Lune plene: lune iluminade dal dut.</span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">- Vecjo di lune: lune che cale - ultin cuart.</span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">La lune e jere fondamentâl tal setôr agricul, no si alçave fuee prin di scrutinâle par ben. Al jere di rigôr fâ in lune plene: il seâ i cjamps e i prâts, rispietant cheste fase, si garantive al fen di mantignî la sô fragrance, che leve oltri il mês di Mai; tal fâ lens tai boscs, cussì la plante no tratignive l’aghe al’interni dal tronc, favorint la combustion.</span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">Il stravasâ dal vin tes cantinis al avignive tes zornadis cence aiar, par che no si inasprìs e nol restàs turbit. Se si lu voleve otignîlu becantin, si lu travasave tal prin cuart di zovin di lune.</span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">Vuê i timps a son cambiats, si dispon di gnovis tecnologjiis, che cul passâ dal timp a àn cjapât il puest des antighis usancis, cun dut achel, lis tieris di grande vocazion agricule e vegnin ancjemò tignudis in considerazion, issint usancis che a àn cjapât pît in tante int, che ancjemò a vivin in contat cu la nature, puartant indevant il so ritmi.</span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">---------------------------------------------</span></span></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">Ancje in cheste ocasión al à colaborât Giuseppe Miconi un gno amì.</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">-------</span></b></div>Gallianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07991087976530397466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806842959632092099.post-61707380207293951572011-03-28T14:56:00.000-07:002011-03-28T14:56:40.935-07:00" Il cjanton di Anute e la sô “purcite ”<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_4bXVdnk_YN9g8f0BRlIYT6kIsRQftjZpsT7xHhaoeQi9B4qh-I2e8Bth9syoiN8pZKRWH1tR4mH9e7tJWtvlcNfr2614dOIMjvVJZoh_MGNfuyqBqnSMTVkOGYEKEFOQQclAUQATQvQ/s1600/pett.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_4bXVdnk_YN9g8f0BRlIYT6kIsRQftjZpsT7xHhaoeQi9B4qh-I2e8Bth9syoiN8pZKRWH1tR4mH9e7tJWtvlcNfr2614dOIMjvVJZoh_MGNfuyqBqnSMTVkOGYEKEFOQQclAUQATQvQ/s200/pett.jpg" width="200" /></a></div> <br />
<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em> <span style="background-color: #d9ead3;"> Al jere il miôr moros, un zovin bon come il pan, si inzegnave a fa di dut. Il prin regâl che mi veve fat, je stade une gurlete par filâ, cul sô non sculpît parsore, un artist in brut, pecjât che nol à studiat.<br />
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<span style="background-color: #d9ead3; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Me mari i voleve tant ben, disint che al saveve fai il bec a une moscje, al leve dut ben, o jerin contents nô e ancje lis fameis…purtrop il diaul al à metût la code, e mê cusine la lenghe.</em></strong></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #d9ead3; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em> Cheste e scomençâ a metimi spinis tal cûr, forsit cun buinis intenzions (jo le tignivi come une sûr), mi diseve che al veve un’altre, che mi tradive, jo cence esperience i crodei a chês cjacaris veris o infamis, l’orgoi dai miei disevot agns al taià la relazion cence pensai.</em></strong></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em> E dopo agnorums o pensi che il nestri destin al jere chel. Sigurementri le stât un fal di zoventût…di crodi a cjacaris, paiadis cun tantis lagrimis.</em></strong></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #38761d;"> Baste di malinconie, us contarai cemût che je lade cheste storie…in paîs in chei timps, cuant che doi si lassavin, i amis dal moros, vie pe gnot a fasevin la “purcite”, spandint cinise (o altri)tun colegament tra lis cjasis dai doi morôs, tal doman lis babis a varessin vût motîf par cjacaronâ.<br />
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<span style="background-color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em> Devant cjase e jere la latarie sociâl, gno pari al jere il casaro, le vierzevin a 7 di buinore, mê mari si alçave par molzi la vacje.</em></strong></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em> Jessint de puarte di cjase si çopede tun grum di cinise, “mangjant subit la fuee” e capì l’antifone, mandant cu la scove la cinise devant de puarte de latarie, cussì lis babis, che levin a puartâ il lat, si saressin rotis il cjâf pensant di cui che jere chê “purcite”, saraie par chê, par chê altre, o pe fie dal casaro?.</em></strong></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #d9ead3; color: #38761d; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em> Il displasè me mari lu veve tal cûr, sintint chês comaris che no cjatavin “la glagn al glimuç” , in chel, une mê agne che veve la lenghe sclete, ur dîs: - Se no ves altri , vait a viodi di dulà che e je partide cheste “purcite”, cussì si metarès il cûr in pas, cence rompius tant il cjâf – </em></strong></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #38761d;"> Rabiosis par no ve risolt il probleme, a cjapin su lis lôr gamelis, lant ognidune a cjase sô.<br />
Mê agne riduçant e jentre dentri cjase a contai a mê mari il fat, che par dì il vêr in chei moments no veve voie di fotis.</span><span style="color: #7f6000;">…</span></em></strong></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #d9ead3; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #7f6000;">E son ricuarts di: Anute Leonarduzzi di Rosari Santa Fe, Argjentine<br />
…</span></em></strong></span>Gallianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07991087976530397466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806842959632092099.post-45905305491588138872011-03-19T07:51:00.000-07:002011-03-19T07:56:33.595-07:00Il ses dai agnui<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgivBWbxlbFGYhq4KUWWFGq9Ddqu6faNoTDVlTQiWz9PTFgpO4Ir9UCflDAhjbLqyNIRSbumHTyOQnDPr7rRV181VpzFf9hCOvW3Sm5zB3Naj1Ri4WODUQwx26zZ6hJ1lD0GzyTIEhi76k/s1600/crrus1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgivBWbxlbFGYhq4KUWWFGq9Ddqu6faNoTDVlTQiWz9PTFgpO4Ir9UCflDAhjbLqyNIRSbumHTyOQnDPr7rRV181VpzFf9hCOvW3Sm5zB3Naj1Ri4WODUQwx26zZ6hJ1lD0GzyTIEhi76k/s200/crrus1.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><strong>Une des plui deplorevulis mancjancis di informazion, che a àn sufiert i oms e lis feminis in dutis lis epochis, si relazione cul ses dai agnui. Il dât, mai confermât, che i agnui no fasin l’amôr, forsit al significhe che no lu fasin ae stesse maniere dai mortâi.</strong></span></span></em></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><strong>Une altre version, mai confermade però plui inverosimil, a sugjerive che se ben i agnui no fasin l’amôr cui lôr cuarps (pe semplice reson che no ju àn) lu celebrin in cambiio cun peraulis adeguadis.</strong></span></span></em></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee; color: #6fa8dc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>---</strong></em></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Cussì, ogni volte che Agnul e Agnule si cjatavin te intersezion di dôs trasparencis, a scomençavin a cjalâsi, sedusintsi e tentantsi mediant il scambi di smicjadis, clarementri angjelichis.</span></span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">E se Agnul, par vierzi il fûc, al dîs: “semence”, Agnule e stiçave rispuindint: “agâr”. Lui al dîs: “lavine”, je delicadementri e dîs: “precipizi”.</span></span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">Lis peraulis si incrosin,turbantsi come meteorits o cjarezant come flocs di nêf. </span><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">Agnul al dîs: “trâf”. Agnule e dîs: “grote”.</span></span></span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee; color: #3d85c6; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>---</em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">A svolacin par li un Agnul custodi, misogjin e cidin e un Agnul de muart, vedul e nereôs. Però la copie di amadôrs no si interomp, continuant sivilant sul amôr.</span></span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee; color: #6fa8dc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>---</em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Lui al dîs: “risultive”. E je “bacin”.</span></span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Lis silabis si imbombin di rosade e par chi e par là, cristai di nêf a circolin tal<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>aiar cu la sô spiete.</span></span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>Agnul al dîs: “spade”. Agnule sflandorose e rispuint: “feride”. Lui al dîs: “glon” e je: “scjampanade”.</strong></em></span></span></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee; color: #3d85c6; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em><strong>---</strong></em></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">E tal precîs istant dal orgasmi ultra teren, i cirs e i cumulonimbi, a fremin sclopant tun sgrisulâ.L'amôr dai agnui al plûf bondant sore il mont.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">---- </span></span></span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><span style="background-color: #eeeeee;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"></span><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><em>L’origjinâl in spagnûl al è di: Mario Benedetti scritôr, poete e sagjist. Al jere di nazionalitât Uruguayane. La so produzion leterarie e je stade une vore intense.</em></span></span></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee; color: #3d85c6; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Jo mi soi dome permetût di tradusilu, o speri di vê fat un bon lavôr.</em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><span style="background-color: #eeeeee; color: #3d85c6; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>----</em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><br />
</div>Gallianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07991087976530397466noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806842959632092099.post-82774716639442720922011-03-04T09:20:00.000-08:002011-03-04T09:20:03.592-08:00Mistirs di îr<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQEPlFlPNggz39n72e4fqgmmJakxhJpFMx__yKlE_PjmzVflNGTektuWZF3Gtq2yygPZBT8bpO9oaXLhcXVokHTMwkuvmdnMBRwFFEHLPVcFh7fQd1jFBGtxubqyerlDcaxHXfOJ50sDA/s1600/sporte4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="160" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQEPlFlPNggz39n72e4fqgmmJakxhJpFMx__yKlE_PjmzVflNGTektuWZF3Gtq2yygPZBT8bpO9oaXLhcXVokHTMwkuvmdnMBRwFFEHLPVcFh7fQd1jFBGtxubqyerlDcaxHXfOJ50sDA/s200/sporte4.JPG" width="200" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Se i grancj stiliscj, cence fâ nons a usassin tes lôr sfiladis di alte mode li borsis di scus, un altri discors al sarès sul tignî cont l’ambient……….</em></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Lassant pierdi lis batudis: lis sportis di scus a àn dât lavôr tes vecjis fameis rurâls furlanis e venetis, dal inizi ‘800 fin ai ultins agns ’60;<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>po dopo, la piel e la plastiche lavorade a àn cjapât preminence sul marcjât.</em></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Chestis borsis si jerin fat place te vite cuotidiane de int, des feminis di cjase par lâ a fâ la spese, i contadins par puartâsi il mangjâ tai cjamps e cussì vie…</em></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>A jerin timps di miserie, e no si butave vie propri nuie. Tal periodi de racolte de blave, (Setembar e Otubar) si metevin di bande i scus des panolis, sielzint i miôr. </em></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Po dopo si passave a sulfurâju, cheste fase e servive a sblancjâ i scus, a jemplavin une podine cun lôr, a fasevin une buse tal mieç metint un bussulot cun des boris che vignivin spolvaradis cul solfar, a taponavin la podine cun tune cuvierte, tra i doi elements si creave une reazion chimiche, cheste operazion e durave svariadis<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>oris.</em></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Finide la procedure, si veve i scus sblancjâts e umits (issint umits a jerin une vore maleabii) e si scomençave la so lavorazion, che consisteve tal instreçâ un scus cun l’altri in forme elicoidâl, fasint une cuarde resistente (come une tuartie di cjanaipe).</em></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>La fase sucessive e jere chê di tramâ la cuarde, che vignive fate rigorosementri a man ator ator di un stamp di len, (a ‘nd jere di variis formis e misuris) che al servive a dai l’aparence ae future borse, une volte che i scus si saressin suiâts.</em></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Di dut chest si po rigjavâ che la nature nus da cetantis risorsis, al stâ in noaltris savêlis doprâ come che fasevin i nestris viei, cence utilizâ tante plastiche che nus puarte a un continui incuinament dal ambient.</em></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="color: #45818e; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>---------------------</em></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><br />
<span style="color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"><strong><em></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-style: italic;"><strong><em>Un’altre descrizion sui mistîrs di îr, le à scrite Bepi Miconi un amì di Tresesin, che lu ringracii di cheste so colaborazion.</em></strong></span><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;">-----</span></em></strong></div>Gallianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07991087976530397466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806842959632092099.post-66182029410052616262011-02-22T09:36:00.000-08:002011-02-22T09:36:09.871-08:00Al cricâ dal...<div class="stile3" style="margin: auto 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><strong><em><span style="color: #073763; font-size: large;">“Haiku al è cun semplicitât ce che ai sucêt ae nature e ai umans”</span></em></strong></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCZUICaQLL_FprNa5lbLjd8S-EJqC8XPAuT1JLwD3aZKcxvmmowghF58DctgOpMn1ZjS6a-O1a8HRbdq6WtO7DGRNpGTwo4de09ZSyzSTLZ4HiYmKWM986FBQ8mzw45wiDcifbusfnItc/s1600/tend.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCZUICaQLL_FprNa5lbLjd8S-EJqC8XPAuT1JLwD3aZKcxvmmowghF58DctgOpMn1ZjS6a-O1a8HRbdq6WtO7DGRNpGTwo4de09ZSyzSTLZ4HiYmKWM986FBQ8mzw45wiDcifbusfnItc/s200/tend.jpg" width="153" /></a></div><h3 style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"></span> </h3><h3 style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: x-large;"><strong><em>Al cricâ dal dì.</em></strong></span></span></span></h3><h3 style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: x-large;"><strong><em>La brise de matine</em></strong></span></span></span></h3><h3 style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: x-large;"><strong><em>e sglonfe tendis.</em></strong></span></span></span></h3><h3 style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: x-large;"><strong><em>....</em></strong></span></span></span></h3><div align="center"></div>Gallianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07991087976530397466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806842959632092099.post-20935684751584759892011-02-13T05:01:00.000-08:002011-02-13T05:01:29.910-08:00Polse e calme...<div class="stile3" style="margin: auto 0cm;"><span style="color: windowtext;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong><em> <span style="color: #38761d;">Il “Haiku” a ie une des formis di poesie tradizionâl gjaponese: al consist cuasi simpri tun poeme curt di trê viers di 5, 7 e 5 silabis rispetivementri, cence rime, se ben chestis regulis a puedin no sei rispietadis, specialmentri in ocident<br />
Tradizionalmentri il “Haiku” al descrîf i fenomenots naturâi, il cambiio des stagjons o de vite cuotidiane de int. Il sô stîl si caraterize pe sô naturalitât e semplicitât, e al trate di descrivi di maniere curte, une sene, une imagjin.</span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiufj8OhyErnLE-Fp4BOmTD0lKwTBA2Y2NGc-k-x0FrsNMvL1ZLSGlvLdQATPW-16jLtydX5zZ4hljFs7JkIRD59Cf5dnx9drbFQ1xJSIyhH8YtxENzpMKo7QUjPHFf8-zureRn8kKZlhY/s1600/riposo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiufj8OhyErnLE-Fp4BOmTD0lKwTBA2Y2NGc-k-x0FrsNMvL1ZLSGlvLdQATPW-16jLtydX5zZ4hljFs7JkIRD59Cf5dnx9drbFQ1xJSIyhH8YtxENzpMKo7QUjPHFf8-zureRn8kKZlhY/s320/riposo.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><h3 style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0cm 2.2pt 0pt 0cm; tab-stops: 423.0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"></span> </h3><h3 style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0cm 2.2pt 0pt 0cm; tab-stops: 423.0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"></span> </h3><h3 style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0cm 2.2pt 0pt 0cm; tab-stops: 423.0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"> <em><span style="color: #b45f06;"> <span style="font-size: x-large;"> <span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Polse e calme</span></span></span></em></span></h3><h3 style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0cm 2.2pt 0pt 0cm; tab-stops: 423.0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><em><span style="color: #b45f06;"><span style="font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">te çusse dal pisulâ.</span></span></em></span></span></h3><h3 style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0cm 2.2pt 0pt 0cm; tab-stops: 423.0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><em><span style="color: #b45f06;"><span style="font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Si slungje la sere.</span></span></em></span></span></h3><h3 style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0cm 2.2pt 0pt 0cm; tab-stops: 423.0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><em><span style="color: #b45f06;"><span style="font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"> </span></span></em></span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><em><span style="color: #b45f06;"><span style="font-weight: normal; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">......</span></span></em></span></span></h3><h3 style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0cm 2.2pt 0pt 0cm; tab-stops: 423.0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"> </h3>Gallianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07991087976530397466noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806842959632092099.post-45849921751003084372011-02-09T10:47:00.000-08:002011-02-09T10:53:08.550-08:00Siet colôrs<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihP9XqyogjoQVzcIzy1pMDSIRNhcI68Y6pJNZKD4PTc7tXJN2aDwPW7Cq1JsQPfd4t2iSpVsSc-NCaj4BQEDxP6ny9RcQZEUSEkJAORpLBUXj5h13mH_-hjKfsZMurc1ZymLikweyELvg/s1600/arc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" h5="true" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihP9XqyogjoQVzcIzy1pMDSIRNhcI68Y6pJNZKD4PTc7tXJN2aDwPW7Cq1JsQPfd4t2iSpVsSc-NCaj4BQEDxP6ny9RcQZEUSEkJAORpLBUXj5h13mH_-hjKfsZMurc1ZymLikweyELvg/s200/arc.jpg" width="117" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 16.2pt; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 16.2pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><u><strong><em><span style="color: #ff6600; font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma;">Si</span><span style="background: yellow; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-highlight: yellow;">e</span><span style="background: aqua; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-highlight: aqua;">t</span><span style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma;"> </span><span style="color: navy; font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma;">colô</span><span style="background: fuchsia; color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-highlight: fuchsia;">rs</span></em></strong></u></span></span><u><span style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em> </em></strong></span></span></u><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><br />
Al jere une volte un paîs lontan <br />
dulà che i colôrs si davin la man, <br />
fra ducj il <span style="background: red; mso-highlight: red;">“Ros”</span> il plui piçulut <br />
ai stave daprûf dal <span style="background-color: #f6b26b;">“<u>Narançut”</u></span></em></strong></span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma;"> <br />
Al rideve fuart il “</span><u><span style="background: yellow; font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-highlight: yellow;">Zal</span><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma;">”</span></u></em></strong></span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em> brilant, <br />
il "Vert"</em></strong></span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma;"> parmìs aes plantis fevelant. <br />
Alts tal cîl il <span style="background: aqua; mso-highlight: aqua;">“T</span></span><u><span style="background: aqua; font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma; mso-highlight: aqua;">urchin”</span></u><span style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma;"> e il </span><u><span style="color: #3366ff; font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma;">“Blu”</span></u></em></strong></span></span><span style="color: #2a2a2a; font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma;"><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>a cjalavin la tiere stant lassù. <br />
Il plui grant e scûr al jere il </em></strong></span><u><span style="background: fuchsia; mso-highlight: fuchsia;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>“Viole”</em></strong></span></span><span style="background: #b2a2c7;"><br />
</span></u><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>ma i siet a someavin une robe sole.</em></strong></span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em>E cui che ju viodeve tal cîl in larc <br />
al diseve: </em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 16.2pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em>“<span style="background: red; mso-highlight: red;">Cjalait</span>…</em></strong></span></span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="background-color: yellow;">L’arc</span> <span style="background-color: cyan;">di San M</span><span style="background-color: magenta;">arc</span>” </em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 16.2pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em>--------------------------------------------</em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em>L’Origjinâl in Lenghe Taliane al è di<span style="color: red;">: Elio Giacone.</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="background: yellow; mso-highlight: yellow;"></span></em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua';"><span style="background: yellow; mso-highlight: yellow;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Lu à tradôt al furlan:</em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua';"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="background: yellow; mso-highlight: yellow;">Galliano Remo</span> <span style="color: navy;">De Agostini.</span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua';"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: navy;">--------</span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div>Gallianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07991087976530397466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806842959632092099.post-16729734956469955942011-01-29T06:54:00.000-08:002011-01-29T06:54:03.164-08:00L’Impuartance dal gjornâl<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuMJJFuRY7aKf89-eq_FOeWrYRLgwVqZbqIJ6MkkXQ5RXcnV0uKtmpoWncIA1_OUE3t_690Uu_8QLCwQgSlnMUicK2pvpe0zQMqWxzzRyuDVT4bLxaT_3MW49HdEhyphenhypheneFLoKnVvZ_FDuZw/s1600/giornale.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuMJJFuRY7aKf89-eq_FOeWrYRLgwVqZbqIJ6MkkXQ5RXcnV0uKtmpoWncIA1_OUE3t_690Uu_8QLCwQgSlnMUicK2pvpe0zQMqWxzzRyuDVT4bLxaT_3MW49HdEhyphenhypheneFLoKnVvZ_FDuZw/s320/giornale.jpg" width="264" /></a></div><h3 style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt 27pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><h3 style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></h3><span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Al gjornâl mai lu rimplaçarà Internet. </span></span></em></span></span></span></h3><h3 style="margin: 0cm 29.2pt 0pt 27pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span></span></h3><h3 style="margin: 0cm 29.2pt 0pt 27pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Us disarai cualchi ûs domestic impuartânt, che nus dan i soi sfueis: Par madressi lis pomis, netâ i veris, involuçâ i ûfs, impacâ la platarie tal stralozâ, cuvierzi i mobii prin di da di blanc, cuvierzi il paviment de gabie dai uciei.</span></span></em></span></span></span></h3><h3 style="margin: 0cm 29.2pt 0pt 27pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Come ûs educatîf: Petâ tal music dal cjan se al urine dentri cjase, ritaiâ letaris e fotografiis pai compits dai fruts, fâ pipinuts e barcjutis di cjarte, sbregâ il tocut blanc di parsore par notâ numars di telefon.</span></span></em></span></span></span></h3><h3 style="margin: 0cm 29.2pt 0pt 27pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span></span></h3><h3 style="margin: 0cm 29.2pt 0pt 27pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Come ûs comerciâl: Par slargjâ lis scarpis e jemplâ borsis par che no pierdin la forme, fa pacuts cui clauts te feramente, fâ un cjapiel pal pitôr o muredôr, par voluçâ rosis e dâ lavôr ai gjornaliscj, </span></span></em></span></span></span></h3><h3 style="margin: 0cm 29.2pt 0pt 27pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span></span></h3><h3 style="margin: 0cm 29.2pt 0pt 27pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Altris ûs: Fâ balutis e tirâlis ai compagns di scuele, cuant che al plûf a mo di ombrene, par no ruvinâ la petenadure, par che il “trist” de pelicule al puedi scuindi la pistole, par platâsi daur di lui cuant che no tu vuelis sei ricognossût…. E tancj altris ûs, che no rivin a imagjinâ</span></span></em></span></span></span></h3><h3 style="margin: 0cm 29.2pt 0pt 27pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span></span></h3><h3 style="margin: 0cm 29.2pt 0pt 27pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Ah!!!! E par ultin e mancul impuartant!!! “Par savè lis ultimis novitâts.</span></span></em></span></span></span></h3><h3 style="margin: 0cm 29.2pt 0pt 27pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span><em><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Trebuchet MS; font-size: large;">.....</span></em></span></h3><h3 style="margin: 0cm 29.2pt 0pt 27pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><span></span><span></span><span></span></span> </h3>Gallianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07991087976530397466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806842959632092099.post-81043960197766103052011-01-20T10:07:00.000-08:002011-01-20T10:07:00.063-08:00Lis mudantis<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwnEm4eIIlkb6t2uRD_sAI-WGdWSGIvoDyprVVxFTfDM9d3RNDHbYRYf8eFVM4g3WsByb4geYd8B5oWzA0OKo3pmsnyWi6mWTBSz5r17cnGMZosQRl3WG7Rd_FOHeyy5lfWmAB2Qr3V2E/s1600/anute.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="168" s5="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwnEm4eIIlkb6t2uRD_sAI-WGdWSGIvoDyprVVxFTfDM9d3RNDHbYRYf8eFVM4g3WsByb4geYd8B5oWzA0OKo3pmsnyWi6mWTBSz5r17cnGMZosQRl3WG7Rd_FOHeyy5lfWmAB2Qr3V2E/s200/anute.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 20.2pt 0pt 27pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span lang="ES-TRAD"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #a64d79;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Al jere Istât. A Gonârs a vevin organizât<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>un<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>pelegrinaç a Madone di Mont,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>me mari che veve<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>tant<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>ce<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>ringraciâ ae Madonute, e cjape<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>part.</span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 20.2pt 0pt 27pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span lang="ES-TRAD"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #a64d79;">----</span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 20.2pt 0pt 27pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span lang="ES-TRAD"><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>Jo o<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>vevi 4<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>agns, e o soi<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>restade cun agne Catine<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>che par di<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>il<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>vêr<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>no<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>veve tante pazience. La mame e je partide a<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>buinore <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>lassantmi<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>durmî.</em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 20.2pt 0pt 27pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span lang="ES-TRAD"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #a64d79;">----</span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 20.2pt 0pt 27pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span lang="ES-TRAD"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #a64d79;">A<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>lis vot, gnagne Catine e<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>ven<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>sveâmi,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>prin<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>di<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>dut<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>lis<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>orazions<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>e po<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>comence a vistimi: prin la cotule sot, il vistidut e dopo i scarpets, mi<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>lave la muse mi petene, e po jo i ricuardi che no mi veve metût lis<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>mudantis… puarete,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>je no lis<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>usave. E cussì che a fuarce di vitis<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>mes a metudis. </span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 20.2pt 0pt 27pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span lang="ES-TRAD"><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>----</em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 20.2pt 0pt 27pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span lang="ES-TRAD"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #a64d79;">Tor lis nûf di sere<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>me mari e torne a cjase. Gnagne Catine i conte<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>che o soi stade triste dut il dì, che o volevi gjavâmi lis mudantis, insome che<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>le ai<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>fate deventà<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>mate. Rivade la ore di la <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a durmì me mari<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>mi a disvistude , oh<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>sorprese !!!!!</span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 20.2pt 0pt 27pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span lang="ES-TRAD"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #a64d79;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Gnagne Catine<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>mi<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>veve metût<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>lis dôs gjambutis intune sole gjambe des<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>mudantis, sigûr che o soi<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>stade<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>triste dut il dì, si no podevi<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>nancje cjaminâ !! mi crodêso !!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>che le ai<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>fate deventâ mate.</span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 20.2pt 0pt 27pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span lang="ES-TRAD"><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>----</em></strong></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 20.2pt 0pt 27pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong><span style="color: #a64d79;"><span style="font-size: large;"><em><span lang="ES-TRAD"></span><span lang="ES-TRAD"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Cheste simpatiche conte le à scrite la siore Anute Leonarduzzi, che vîf a Rosari di Santa Fe in Argjentine.</span></span></em></span></span></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 20.2pt 0pt 27pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 27pt;"><span lang="ES-TRAD"><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><strong><em>....</em></strong></span></span></div>Gallianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07991087976530397466noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806842959632092099.post-30492490885809922722011-01-10T07:57:00.000-08:002011-01-10T07:57:48.594-08:00Purcitâ<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmZpHZLeNFNFnRa5f6hjBe-sPpGDAvVLQkM_t2PJNadxSNhjn_tWGKuRCkSOGRCJPf_TcRzaQzUDcMgNXtYrM0i5sxVjP27QY-Jy5fkmBATmiUurGeg53W3qEIbYSkqJRLkpkxqCCpuGU/s1600/beppi4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="256" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmZpHZLeNFNFnRa5f6hjBe-sPpGDAvVLQkM_t2PJNadxSNhjn_tWGKuRCkSOGRCJPf_TcRzaQzUDcMgNXtYrM0i5sxVjP27QY-Jy5fkmBATmiUurGeg53W3qEIbYSkqJRLkpkxqCCpuGU/s320/beppi4.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span><strong><em><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #b45f06;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Vuê us propon une conte, le à scrite Bepi Micon un gno amì di Tresesin, lu ringracii di cheste so colaborazion.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></span></em></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span><strong><em><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #b45f06;">---</span></span></span></em></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #38761d;">I timps a passin e lis usancis de int ancje, il ricuart mi puarte a tancj agns fà, cuant che copâ il purcit e jere sagre in famee. </span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #38761d;">O des primis zornadis fredis di Novembar, cuant che la matine o levi a scuele viodint tai curtîi i cjalderons plens di aghe che bulive, le usavin par spelâ l’animâl, che si lu sintive rugnâ prin che lu copassin. </span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span><span style="font-size: large;">...</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span></span><span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #38761d;">Di ricuarts o ‘nd ai tancj: de fieste di chel dì in famee, dai preparatîfs, il continui lâ e vignî de int, che voleve jentrâ un moment, tun contest familiâr tipic furlan, al butilion dal vin e alc altri, aes fetinis di cjar cuetis su la lastre, odorâ lis fragrancis des droghis, cuant che noaltris fruts o messedavin la cjar masanade.</span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #38761d;">...</span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #38761d;">La zornade e scomence unevore adore, aes 5 di matine o impii il fûc <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>par fâ boli l’aghe, aes 7, il purcit si cjate bielzà in posizion orizontâl pront par jessi spelât, di consecuence si nete lis vissaris, la fase sucessive si lu dismembre par fâ la sielte des cjars, une volte dividudis si lis masane, chê dal salam, dal muset e de luianie ecc, vignint tratadis cu lis droghis, sal, pevar cuntun infûs di vin e ai. </span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #38761d;">La fase finâl de insacade e de leadure, che cun la stagjonadure e darà un prodot omogjeni, fin ae preparazion de panzete, che e à il stes rituâl de cueste.</span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #38761d;"><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #38761d;">...</span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #38761d;">La zornade si conclût cuntune cene, pensânt ae prossime anade, lassant daur un altri an, che, al restarà tai miei ricuarts e di ducj i presints. </span></em></strong></span></span></span></div></span></em></strong></span></span></span><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #38761d;">...</span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #38761d;">Dut chest si manten in me, tal continuâ cun cheste tradizion, che si ripet une volte a d’an, da tancj agns.</span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-indent: 27pt;"><span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #38761d;">Ocasions che no si riproponin plui tes fameis. Moments di tradizion e convivi che si stan pierdint, sostituîts dai timps de modernitât.</span></em></strong></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong><em><span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>---</span></em></strong></span></span></span></div></span>Gallianohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07991087976530397466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-806842959632092099.post-24543995354233103822011-01-01T05:35:00.000-08:002011-01-01T05:35:42.992-08:00BON PRINCIPI...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1rbh9ncwuyQKJVDYC9CkYC74sRpwkIhuqgovsS-4PblIPTY1pGAJxklmAZy6hhgTirD2Cwe764Pr6xLWkas2WqUUZ0wC2nDfneqJy1IepnLIlFpscI8-kX4BeL58ud9akuopB2rcWafU/s1600/87.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="319" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1rbh9ncwuyQKJVDYC9CkYC74sRpwkIhuqgovsS-4PblIPTY1pGAJxklmAZy6hhgTirD2Cwe764Pr6xLWkas2WqUUZ0wC2nDfneqJy1IepnLIlFpscI8-kX4BeL58ud9akuopB2rcWafU/s400/87.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div align="center"><br />
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