WALTZING MATILDA

La canzone nazionale dell'Australia

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Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong,
Under the shade of a Coolibah tree, And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boil,
You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me.


Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda,
You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me,
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boil
You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me.

....

Down came a jumbuck to drink at that billabong
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee,
And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tucker bag
You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me.

Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda,
You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me,
And he sang as he shoved that jumbuck in his tucker bag
You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me.

.....................

Up rode the squatter mounted on his thorough-bred
Down came the troopers One Two Three
Whose that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag
You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me.

Waltzing Matilda Waltzing Matilda

You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me
Whose that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker-bag
You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me.

Up jumped the swagman sprang in to the billabong
You'll never catch me alive said he,
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong
You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me.

Waltzing Matilda Waltzing Matilda
You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by that billabong
You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me.

DOWN UNDER MAN AT WORK

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=As6s4Vt_3uw&feature=related

Questo e il link di you tube (non sono riuscita a copiarlo sulla pagina, scusate ma era la mia prima volta.....) molto divertente e fa vedere un po la Sydney che sto vivendo io e ironizza sull'Australia.

Traveling in a fried-out combie
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie
I met a strange lady, she made me nervous
She took me in and gave me breakfast


And she said,"Do you come from a land down under?
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."
Buying bread from a man in Brussels
He was six-foot-four and full of muscles
I said, "Do you speak-a my language?"
He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich

And he said,
"I come from a land down under
Where beer does flow and men chunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."

Lyin' in a den in Bombay
With a slack jaw, and not much to say
I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me
Because I come from the land of plenty?"
And he said,

"Do you come from a land down under?
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."
Yeah!

Living in a land down under
Where women glow and men plunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover!

Living in a land down under
Where women glow and men plunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover!

HAPPY EASTER TO EVERYONE

Eccoci qui arrivati ad un'altra pasqua, lontana da casa, l'anno scorso ero riuscita a fare un viaggetto, quest'anno fra studio e lavoretti, vediamo se riusciamo a scappare un paio di giorni nel Queensland con Irene, mia cugina che da giovedi scorso e venuta a trovarmi.Sabato sera rientrate a casa abbiamo trovato e c'e ne sono ancora in circolazione ovetti di pasqua che Jeff aveva nascosto ovunque tipo forno, lavatrice (lavati da Andrea) microonde, scarpe nel letto, ecc.; perche nei paesi anglosassoni si usa fare la caccia al tesoro delle uova pasquali (cosa che voglio copiare per il mio nipotino appena rientro in Italia).

La domenica di Pasqua si e fatto un mega pranzo a base di pesce buonissimo, cucinato da Irene e Andrea, poi partita a carte visto che faceva freschino e tirava vento.
Lunedi di Pasquetta abbiamo mangiato gli avanzi e poi partitone a beach volley, visto che il tempo era un po meglio.Vi auguro anche se in ritardo una buona pasqua e non mangiate troppa cioccolata...