Over There, as performed in Indonesian by Silas Emovwodo in Pekalongan, Indonesia. Kapan pun saya membutuhkan udara yang segar Aku berjalan lambat seolah-olah entah ke mana, untuk membuat diriku mabuk dari udara segar yang manis dan manis; untuk menjadi unit dengan segala sesuatu yang gemerlap, untuk melihat-lihat di luar sana. Aku menggantung lenganku seolah tidak ada … Continue reading Di sana
Quality Education for Fragile Ecuador
I bet this is your dream life- wake up in the morning, open your eyes to the rising of the sun, have breakfast with the soothing breeze on the beaches of the Pacific; take a flight or a bus and mount the lofty mountains of the Andes just in time to have lunch and then lay your head on a bed somewhere in the Amazons. It is unclear whether anyone has actually tried this feat, but it is something that everyone in Ecuador boasts of, including the President. In Peter Greenberg’s Royal Tour, Rafael takes everyone on a guide across his country.
Nourished by rivers from the mountain peaks in the Sierra, flowing eastward to the Amazon river or westward to the pacific, the country is one of the 17 mega-diverse countries of the world.
The country doesn’t just sit on the Equator, it…
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For Buhe Every single time the radio plays Cheap Thrills, My young old memory gets cold little chills- I remember that night at the cute strange hill, your style, your steps and the sound of whippoorwills. But now, right now, I'm dancing without you. You didn't even care 'bout all them stares, nor were you … Continue reading Dancing without You
To the tattles and foolish talk, the apples that we ate raw the shackles and the saw of battles that we fought. Thoughts of Babel and it's cause makes us happy as we gawk at the marvels of His work, oh if we could take this battle to his door! This people are united, they … Continue reading The Battle at His Door
I be, but not that being, I see, but not that scene, I'm me, but not that me cause I'm still, but not that still. I'm lean, but I don't lean, I whip but I don't weep, I live, but I can't leave, cause I'm still, but not that still. I sing, but not that … Continue reading I’m Still, but not that Still