"finger zinger smokin´" – 109 rezultate
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KMKarl May
Carl Friedrich May, das fünfte von 14 Kindern einer armen Weberfamilie aus dem sächsischen Städtchen Hohenstein- Ernstthal, kam schon früh mit dem Gesetz in Konflikt. Kaum siebzehnjährig, wurde er beim Klauen erwischt – er wollte seinen Eltern mit „6 ganze Lichte“ eine Weihnachtsfreude bereiten -, was ihm zwar einen Schulverweis einbrachte, aber seine Lehrerausbildung in Plauen trotzdem noch ermöglichte. Als Lehrer in Altchemnitz (1862) kann er seine langen Finger wieder nicht im Zaum halten und wird am 2. Weihnachtstag verhaftet, um für sechs Wochen im Gefängnis zu landen. Die Lehramtsbefähigung war natürlich auch weg. Wegen diversen Gaunereien sitzt Karl May vom Juni 1865 bis zum November 1868 in einem Zwickauer Gefängnis und als Strafe für Hochstaplerei ist er vom 3. Mai 1870 bis zum 2. Mai 1874 im Zuchthaus Waldheim der Sträfling mit der Nummer 402. Karl May ist wahrscheinlich der erfolgreichste Abenteuererzähler aller Zeiten. Die deutsche Auflage seiner Romane hat längst die...
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finger zinger smokin´
de angela furtuna
nu știu alt mod de a număra bărbații interesanți decât finger zinger din jazz - e o virtuozitate - acut voicing - de a parcurge un soft accelerat o improvizație despre seducție și dialoguri catchy -...
Johhny Bota – Glosar al termenilor de jazz, Ed. Brumar 2008
de angela furtuna
Johhny Bota – Glosar al termenilor de jazz - In memoriam Eva Cassidy Apariția cărții semnate de Johnny Bota, Glosar al termenilor de jazz, la Editura Brumar (păstorită de poetul și omul de...
Gold finger
de dorin bregu
Aho aho copii si frati stati putin si nu minati... Aoleo s\'a sculat Marian Sä mergem noi cu voi in ei Trenul inträ\'n garä in Berlin Mä uit de sus in jos in gang O frinä bruscä imi sparge speranta...
Just me
de Vlad Adrian
I’m just a little piece From a big puzzle, I’m just a little grain of sand In a big desert. I’m just a finger From a hand. I’m an old tree In the middle of the forest...
my fight to lose
de oana stanescu
I came into the world bit by bit torn into pieces and people I didn’t know I didn’t want to know took me inside one had my ear another my nose my lip..my finger..my lung.. another my heart and...
Christmas Dream
de Daniela Noghiu
They say Christmas Is the magic time When all the dreams come true But What do you do When Santa The merry old good man Always forgets about you? My Christmas dream? Ever wished Never...
Bête a bon Dieu
de Teo Dora
“buburuza –ruza…unde vei zbura….acolo ma voi marita” Împarte in patru zari starea de paie arse si frunze uscate sa curga din tine dor si lumina si verdele crud … cu puncte negre mi-e rosie privirea...
Cascade
de Robert Desnos
What sort of arrow split the sky and this rock? It\'s quivering, spreading like a peacock\'s fan Like the mist around the shaft and knot less feathers Of a comet come to nest at midnight. How blood...
Gift of a Poem
de Stéphane Mallarmé
I bring you the child of an Idumaean night! Black, with wing bleeding, pale and unfeathered, Through the glass burnt with incense and gold, Through the panes, frozen, and still gloomy, alas The dawn...
Goblin Market
de Christina Rossetti
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: \"Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, Lemons and oranges, Plump unpecked cherries- Melons and raspberries,...
Scrisoarea IV - vers Engleza
de Mihai Eminescu
See the tall and lonely castle mirrored in the placid lake, \'Neath those waters does its shadow through the ages never wake, Silently above the pine-tress rise its ancient rampart stark, Throwing...
Selected strophes from Les Chants de Maldoror Translated by Dan Clore
de Comte de Lautreamont
Canto I: 6 You should let your fingernails grow for fifteen days. Oh! -- How sweet it is to brutally tear a youth with a hairless upper lip from his bed and, eyes wide open, pretend that you\'ll...
The Star-Splitter
de Robert Frost
`You know Orion always comes up sideways. Throwing a leg up over our fence of mountains, And rising on his hands, he looks in on me Busy outdoors by lantern-light with something I should have done by...
The Witch of Coos
de Robert Frost
I staid the night for shelter at a farm Behind the mountains, with a mother and son, Two old-believers. They did all the talking. MOTHER Folks think a witch who has familiar spirits She could call up...
The Afternoon of a Faun
de Stéphane Mallarmé
These nymphs I would perpetuate. So clear Their light carnation, that it floats in the air Heavy with tufted slumbers. Was it a dream I loved? My doubt, a heap of ancient night, is finishing In many...
The Last Question
de Isaac Asimov
The last question was asked for the first time, half in jest, on May 21, 2061, at a time when humanity first stepped into the light. The question came about as a result of a five-dollar bet over...
Paraclis 1980, fragment de roman (II)
de Flaviu George Predescu
- Trebuie să recunosc că deși am trecut de atâtea ori pe Toamnei, n-am intrat niciodată într-o casă! i se confesă ea cu un aer curios. Apoi, după un moment de liniște reluă, continuând să se holbeze...
The wet fingers part
de Mihai Ologu
[…] în fața ghiuvetei pândesc momentul în care tu iți uzi degetele indecisă impolorând să intervin . m’aș vărsa lacom să te eclipsez scârbesc umilesc să’ți curăț pielițele și petele albe și celelalte...
The place where the fingers stop
de Zavalic Antonia-Luiza
N-am scris niciodată nimic totul a crescut în mine, ca într-o sete de lucruri invizibile, în care cred mai mult decât în propria-mi viață. Am fost o mamă bună, copiii mei invizibili m-au iubit și...