Wondrous lines

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Let's post here our foreign favourite poetries, book extracts, monologues, dialogues, movie transcripts, quotations, even song lyrics (in spite of the appropriate thread ) and whatever makes us shiver: "lines", not just "verses".

Please, feel free to write in whatever language you like, even in Italian, if you want to spend some words about your lines.

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I'm always about to sob when I'm reading "Lord Randall", I think I couldn't read it entirely aloud.
It is a popular ballad of the Lowlands (Scotland; it's written in Lalland), it is a sorrowful dialogue between Lord Randall and his mother, and the main theme is his poisoning by a woman and the leaving of the material world.
[Italian translation at the bottom]


"O where ha you been, Lord Randal, my son?
And where ha you been, my handsome young man?"
"I ha been at the greenwood; mother, mak my bed soon,
For I'm wearied wi hunting, and fain wad lie down."

"An wha met ye there, Lord Randal, my son?
And wha met ye there, my handsome young man?"
"O I met wi my true-love; mother, mak my bed soon,
For I'm wearied wi huntin, and fain wad lie down."

"And what did she give you, Lord Randal, My son?
And wha did she give you, my handsome young man?"
"Eels fried in a pan; mother, mak my bed soon,
For I'm wearied wi huntin, and fein wad lie down."

"And what gat your leavins, Lord Randal my son?
And wha gat your leavins, my handsome young man?"
"My hawks and my hounds; mother, mak my bed soon,
For I'm wearied wi huntin, and fein wad lie down."

"And what becam of them, Lord Randal, my son?
And what becam of them, my handsome young man?
"They stretched their legs out and died; mother mak my bed soon,
For I'm wearied wi huntin, and fain wad lie down."

"O I fear you are poisoned, Lord Randal, my son!
I fear you are poisoned, my handsome young man!"
"O yes, I am poisoned; mother, mak my bed soon,
For I'm sick at the heart, and fain wad lie down."

"What d'ye leave to your mother, Lord Randal, my son?
What d'ye leave to your mother, my handsome young man?"
"Four and twenty milk kye; mother, mak my bed soon,
For I'm sick at the heart, and I fain wad lie down."

"What d'ye leave to your sister, Lord Randal, my son?
What d'ye leave to your sister, my handsome young man?"
"My gold and my silver; mother mak my bed soon,
For I'm sick at the heart, an I fain wad lie down."

"What d'ye leave to your brother, Lord Randal, my son?
What d'ye leave to your brother, my handsome young man?"
"My houses and my lands; mother, mak my bed soon,
For I'm sick at the heart, and I fain wad lie down."

"What d'ye leave to your true-love, Lord Randal, my son?
What d'ye leave to your true-love, my handsome young man?"
"I leave her hell and fire; mother mak my bed soon,
For I'm sick at the heart, and I fain wad lie down."

(from http://www.tnellen.com/cybereng/poet..._randall.html)


Translation [ITA] (Wikipedia):

[I]"O dove sei stato Lord Randal mio figlio?
O dove sei stato mio bel giovane?"
"Sono stato nella foresta oscura; mamma prepara il mio letto presto,
sono stanco per la caccia e vorrei coricarmi."

"E chi hai incontrato Lord Randal, mio figlio?
E chi hai incontrato mio bel giovane?"
"Ho incontrato il mio vero amore; mamma prepara il mio letto presto,
sono stanco per la caccia e vorrei coricarmi."

"E che cosa ti ha dato Lord Randal mio figlio?
E che cosa ti ha dato mio bel giovane?"
"Mi ha dato anguille fritte in una padella; mamma prepara il mio letto presto,
sono stanco per la caccia e vorrei coricarmi."

"E chi ha mangiato gli avanzi Lord Randal, mio figlio?
E chi ha mangiato gli avanzi mio bel giovane?"
"I miei cani e i miei falchi; mamma prepara il mio letto presto,
sono stanco per la caccia e vorrei coricarmi."

"E cosa ne

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[Kyra]

You made three mistakes.

First, you took the job.

Second, you came light.
A four men crew for me?
Fucking insulting.

But the worst mistake you made.. that's right.
Empty gunrack.

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from Act I, scene VII

Macbeth's castle.

Hautboys and torches. Enter a Sewer, and divers Servants with dishes and service, and pass over the stage. Then enter MACBETH

MACBETH:

If it were done when 'tis done, then 'twere well
It were done quickly: if the assassination
Could trammel up the consequence, and catch
With his surcease success; that but this blow
Might be the be-all and the end-all here,
But here, upon this bank and shoal of time,
We'ld jump the life to come. But in these cases
We still have judgment here; that we but teach
Bloody instructions, which, being taught, return
To plague the inventor: this even-handed justice
Commends the ingredients of our poison'd chalice
To our own lips. [...]


(source: Macbeth - by William Shakespeare


Translation:

[QUOTE]SCENA SETTIMA - Lo stesso luogo. Una stanza nel Castello
(Oboi e torce. Entrano, e passano sulla scena, un Ufficiale di mensa e alcuni Servi con pietanze e piatti. Poi entra MACBETH)

MACBETH:
Se tutto fosse fatto, una volta fatto, allora sarebbe bene che fosse fatto presto: se l'assassinio potesse arrestar nella rete le conseguenze, e con la cessazione di esse assicurare l'esito, sicch

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Transcripts from The Godfater (1972)

Bonasera: I believe in America. America has made my fortune. And I raised my daughter in the American fashion. I gave her freedom, but I taught her never to dishonor her family. She found a boyfriend; not an Italian. She went to the movies with him; she stayed out late. I didn't protest. Two months ago, he took her for a drive, with another boyfriend. They made her drink whiskey. And then they tried to take advantage of her. She resisted. She kept her honor. So they beat her, like an animal. When I went to the hospital, her nose was a'broken. Her jaw was a'shattered, held together by wire. She couldn't even weep because of the pain. But I wept. Why did I weep? She was the light of my life, a beautiful girl. Now she will never be beautiful again. I went to the police, like a good American. These two boys were brought to trial. The judge sentenced them to three years in prison - suspended sentence. Suspended sentence! They went free that very day! I stood in the courtroom like a fool. And those two bastards, they smiled at me. Then I said to my wife, for justice, we must go to Don Corleone.
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Don Corleone: Why did you go to the police? Why didn't you come to me first?

Bonasera: What do you want of me? Tell me anything, but do what I beg you to do.

Don Corleone: What is that? [Bonasera whispers his request in the Don's ear] That I cannot do.

Bonasera: I will give you anything you ask.

Don Corleone: We've known each other many years, but this is the first time you ever came to me for counsel or for help. I can't remember the last time that you invited me to your house for a cup of coffee, even though my wife is godmother to your only child. But let's be frank here. You never wanted my friendship. And uh, you were afraid to be in my debt.

Bonasera: I didn't want to get into trouble.

Don Corleone: I understand. You found paradise in America, you had a good trade, you made a good living. The police protected you and there were courts of law. And you didn't need a friend like me. But uh, now you come to me and you say - 'Don Corleone, give me justice.' But you don't ask with respect. You don't offer friendship. You don't even think to call me Godfather. Instead, you come into my house on the day my daughter is to be married, and you ask me to do murder for money.

Bonasera: I ask for justice.

Don Corleone: That is not justice. Your daughter is still alive.

Bonasera: Let them suffer then, as she suffers. How much shall I pay you?

Don Corleone: Bonasera, Bonasera. What have I ever done to make you treat me so disrespectfully? If you'd come to me in friendship, then this scum that ruined your daughter would be suffering this very day. And if by chance an honest man like yourself should make enemies, then they would become my enemies. And then they would fear you.

Bonasera: Be my friend - - Godfather. [The Don shrugs. Bonasera bows toward the Don and kisses the Don's hand]

Don Corleone: Good. Someday, and that day may never come, I'll call upon you to do a service for me. But until that day - accept this justice as a gift on my daughter's wedding day.

Bonasera: Grazie, Godfather.

Don Corleone: Prego.



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Bonasera: Io credo nell'America. L'America fece la mia fortuna. E io crescivo mia figghia comu n'americana, e ci detti libertà, ma ci insegnai pure a non disonorare la famiglia. Idda aveva un boyfriend non italiano, se 'nnia o cinema insieme tornava a casa tardi e io non protestavo. Due mesi fa lui l'invitò in machina con n'avutro amico suo. Le fecero bere Whisky e poi cercarono di approfittarsi di lei. Lei resistette, l'onore lo mantenne. E iddi la pestarono, come n'animale. Quann'arrivai n'ospedale a so' faccia faceva paura. A mascidda era rutta. L'aveano cosuta cu' filo di ferro. Nemmeno chiancere poteva tanto era o' male. Io chiancivi, povera figghia. Idda era a luce di l'occhi miei. Bellissima era! E ora nun sarà mai chiù bedda come prima... mi deve scusare.. andai alla polizia da buon americano. I due furono pigghiati e processati. U' giudice li condannò ma non aveano precedenti e ci dettero la condizionale: sospensione della pena. Li fecero uscire nello stesso giorno! Io restai dentro quell'aula come un fesso. E chiddi bastardi mi ridevano in faccia. Allora dissi a mia moglie, per la giustizia dobbiamo andare da Don Corleone.

(from www.wikiquote.org)

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Hallowed be Thy name, written by Steve Harris in 1982 and performed by IRON MAIDEN, describes the last thoughts of a man who's waiting for his moment at the Gallow's Pole (nickname for the execution by hanging).

Several band have covered this song, e.g. Dream Theater in 2002, Cradle of Filth in 1998 and many others (there are 11 official covers, according to Wikipedia)

Here you are some lyrics:

Hallowed be Thy name

I'm waiting in my cold cell, when the bell begins to chime.
Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time.
'Cause at 5 o'clock they take me to the Gallows Pole,
The sands of time for me are running low.

When the priest comes to read me the last rites,
I take a look through the bars at the last sights,
Of a world that has gone very wrong for me.

Can it be that there's some sort of error?
Hard to stop the surmounting terror.
Is this really the end, not some crazy dream?

Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming,
It's not easy to stop from screaming,
But words escape me when I try to speak.
Tears flow but why am I crying?
After all I'm not afraid of dying.
Don't I believe that there never is an end?

As the guards march me out to the courtyard,
Somebody cries from a cell "God be with you".
If there's a God then why does he let me go?

As I walk my life drifts before me.
Though the end is near I'm not sorry.
Catch my soul, it's willing to fly away.

Mark my words believe my soul lives on.
Don't worry now that I have gone.
I've gone beyond to see the truth.

When you know that your time is close at hand,
Maybe then you'll begin to understand
Life down here is just a strange illusion.

Yeah, yeah, yeah...Hallowed be Thy name
Yeah, yeah, yeah...Hallowed be Thy name

Sia santificato il Tuo nome

Aspetto nella cella fredda
la campana inizia a suonare
rifletto sulla via passata
e non ne rimane molta
perché alle 5
mi portano alla forca
le sabbie del tempo per me stanno scivolando via

quando il prete viene per l'estrema unzione
guardo fuori a lungo per l'ultima volta
è un mondo che per me è andato proprio storto

può essere che c'è stato un'errore ?
è difficile bloccare il terrore che aumenta
è davvero la fine o è forse un incubo ?

qualcuno per favore mi dica che sto sognando
non è facile non urlare
ma mi sfuggono le parole quando cerco di parlare
scorrono le lacrime ma perché sto piangendo
dopo tutto non ho paura di morire
e poi non credo che la vita continui ?

quando le guardie mi portano fuori nel cortile
qualcuno da un cella grida "Dio sia con te"
se c'è un Dio perché mi lascia morire ?

mentre cammino la vita mi scorre davanti
e anche se la fine è vicina non mi rammarico
prendi la mia anima perché vuole volar via

ascolta: credimi la mia anima continuerà a vivere
per favore non preoccuparti ora che non ci sono più
sono andato dall'altra parte per capire la verità

quando sai che la tua ora è giunta
forse allora comincerai a capire
che la vita laggiù è solo una strana illusione

[...]
(trad. † ..:: Sussurri Fatali ::.. - Shaytan's Blog - †

enjoy

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Der Trag

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Lo, there do I see my father.
Lo, there do I see my mother.
And my sister and my brother
Lo, there do I see the line of my people
Back to the beginning.
Lo, they do call to me.
They bid me take my place among them
In the halls of Valhalla
Where the brave may live forever.

Ecco io vedo mio padre,
ecco io vedo mia madre
e le mie sorelle e i miei fratelli,
ecco io vedo tutti i miei parenti defunti
dal principio alla fine, ecco ora chiamano me,
mi invitano a prendere posto tra di loro
nella sala del Valhalla
dove l'impavido può vivere per sempre.

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Transcript from V for Vendetta (2005 - James McTeigue)


V: I can assure you I mean you no harm.
Evey: Who are you?
V: Who, who is but the form following the function of what and what I am is a man in a mask.
Evey: Well, I can see that.
V: Of course you can, I'm not questioning your powers of observation, I'm merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is.
Evey: Oh, right.
***
V: But on this most auspicious of nights permit me then in lieu of the more commonplace sobriquet to suggest the character of this dramatis persona.
V: Voil

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Quanti ricordi!
Da Warcraft III - Reign of Chaos:


Arthas' betrayal

King Terenas: Ah, my son...

Arthas: You no longer need to sacrifice for your people. You no longer need to bear the weight of your crown. I've taken care of everything.

Arthas approaches Terenas and draws his sword.

King Terenas: What is this? What are you doing, my son?

Arthas: Succeeding you, Father...

Arthas impales Terenas; Terenas gasps.

Arthas: This kingdom shall fall, and from the ashes shall arise a new order, one that will shake the very foundations of the world.



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Uther's last words

Uther: I dearly hope that there's a special place in Hell waiting for you, Arthas.

Arthas: We may never know, Uther. I intend to live forever. ()

Arthas slains Lord Uther

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The death of Hellscream

Mannoroth: Heh, heh, heh...So predictable. I knew you would come. And I see you've brought the mighty Hellscream. His blood is mine, as is your whole misbegotten race!

Thrall shouts and hurls the Doomhammer at Mannoroth, who blocks.

Mannoroth: A worthy effort, but futile!

Mannoroth charges and knocks Thrall into a cliff face.

Mannoroth: The boy believed you could be saved, but he didn't know what burns within your soul when in your heart, you know we are the same.

Grom Hellscream: Noooo!

Grom speeds towards Mannoroth and buries his axe in the demon's chest. Mannoroth screams and explodes, flooding the area with magic energy. Grom falls on his back, and Thrall approaches, injured. He falls to his knees and regards his friend.

Grom Hellscream: Thrall...the blood haze has lifted. The demon's fire has burnt out in my veins. I have...freed myself.

Grom coughs and exhales.

Thrall: No old friend, you've freed us all.

Thrall throws his head back and cries out.



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Da Warcraft III - Frozen Throne:

The return of Illidan

Illidan: Betrayer...in truth, it was I who was betrayed. Still, I am hunted. Still, I am hated. Now, my blind eyes see what others cannot. That sometimes the hand of fate must be forced! ()

The nagas arise from the depths

Now, go forth. Unleash the tides of doom. Upon all those who would oppose us!



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Arthas' ascension

Arthas is seen ascending the spire of Icecrown Glacier. His thoughts are flooded with lines from comrades long past.

Uther: ...to turn to bloodlust, we will become as vile as the orcs.

Uther: You are not my king yet, boy! Nor would I obey that command even if you were!"

Muradin Bronzebeard: Forget this business! Lead your men home!

Arthas: Damn it, Uther! As your future king, I order you to...

Uther: Have you lost your mind, Arthas?!

Arthas: ...I must consider this an act of treason.

Muradin Bronzebeard: You lied to your men, and betrayed the mercenaries who fought for you! What's happening to you, Arthas?

Medivh: Your young prince will find only death in the cold north...

Arthas reaches the Frozen Throne.

Ner'zhul: Return the blade. Complete the circle. Release me from this prison.

Arthas cries out and strikes the block of ice. It shatters, and Ner'zhul's helm falls to the ground. Arthas dons it, and his eyes move about rapidly under their lids. His eyes open, and glow with radiant blue light.

Arthas/Ner'zhul: Now, we are one.

Arthas is last seen seated atop the Frozen Throne.





fonti: youtube, wikiquote

[Malo Perverso]

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Brothers sharing mothers caring
Night time is falling victims to the dawn
Shadows mourn
Days are falling time is calling
To the earth another life is born
Love lies drawn
Oh its a hard road
Carry your own load

Forget all your sorrow
We' re living the best
And look to the future
cos' life goes togheter now


Its a "Hard Road" Black Sabbath 1978

[Matthias]

"Last of all, Hùrin stood alone.
Then he cast aside his shield and vielwed and axe two-handed; and it is sung that the axe smoked of the black-blood of the troll-Guard of Gothmog, until it withered; and each time he slew, Hùrin cried Aüre entuluva! Day shall come again!
Seventy times he uttered that cry: but they took him at last alive, by the command of Morgoth..."

J.R.R. Tolkien, "The Silmarillion", Of the Fifth Battle

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"Don't tase me bro" - a phrase uttered in vain by a student before his imminent tasering at a speech by John Kerry - has been named as the most memorable US quote of 2007.




Andrew Meyer made his plea as police from the University of Florida cornered him after he tried to question the former Democratic nominee for president. It became, inevitably, a YouTube sensation, graced countless T-shirts, migrated to mobile phone ringtones and was replayed by television stations around the world.

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Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide, No escape from reality
Open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see,
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go, Little high, little low
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me

Mama, just killed a man, Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh, Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time
Goodbye, ev'rybody, I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooh, I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright'ning me
(Galileo.) Galileo. (Galileo.) Galileo, Galileo figaro
Magnifico. I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go
(Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go
(Let me go.) Will not let you go
(Let me go.) Will not let you go. (Let me go.) Ah
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
(Oh mama mia, mama mia.) Mama mia, let me go
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here

Nothing really matters, Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me

Any way the wind blows

Queen - Bohemian Rhapsody Lyrics



da 4'07'' = parte in grassetto

Questa è la vita vera?
o è solo fantasia?
Travolto da una frana
Senza scampo dalla realtà
Apri gli occhi
Alza lo sguardo al cielo e vedrai
Sono solo un povero ragazzo,
non ho bisogno di essere capito
Perché mi lascio trasportare,
sono un indolente,
Un po' su un pò giù
Comunque soffi il vento,
a me non importa,

Mamma, ho appena ucciso un uomo,
Gli ho puntato una pistola alla testa,
Ho premuto il grilletto, ed ora è morto,
Mamma, la vita era appena iniziata,
Ma ora l'ho lasciata e l'ho buttata via
Mamma, Non volevo farti piangere
Se non sarò tornato a quest'ora domani
Va avanti, va avanti, come se niente fosse stato

Troppo tardi, è venuta la mia ora,
Rabbrividisco
Il corpo mi fa male in continuazione,
Addio a tutti, devo andare
Devo lasciarvi tutti ed affrontare la verità
Mamma, Non voglio morire,
Qualche volta vorrei non essere mai nato

Intravedo una sottile sagoma d'uomo,
Fulmini e saette molto, molto spaventoso
Galileo, Galileo,
Galileo figaro Magnifico
Ma sono solo un povero ragazzo e nessuno mi ama
solo un povero ragazzo di povera famiglia
Risparmiate la sua vita da questa mostruosità
mi lascio trasportare, sono un indolente,
mi lascerete andare?
No, non ti lasceremo andare
lasciatelo andare
Non ti lasceremo andare
lasciatelo andare
Non ti lasceremo andare - lasciatemi andare
Non ti lasceremo andare - lasciatemi andare
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Mamma mia, mamma mia, mamma mia lasciami andare
Beelzebù ha messo un diavolo da parte per me,

Così pensate di potermi lapidare
e sputarmi in un occhio
Così pensate di potermi amare
e lasciarmi morire
Oh tesoro non puoi farmi questo
Devo solo uscirne
Devo solo uscire dritto via da qui

Niente veramente importa
Chiunque può capirlo
Niente veramente importa,
niente veramente m'importa,

Comunque soffi il vento...

adattato da Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen

Info:
- Bohemian Rhapsody - Wikipedia [ITA]
- Bohemian Rhapsody - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia [molto più esaustivo, ENG]