luni, 13 decembrie 2010

Animalul naţional şi imnul


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http://www.india.gov.in/knowindia/national_symbols.php

National Animal
The magnificent tiger, Panthera tigris (Linnaeus), is a striped animal. It has a thick yellow coat of fur with dark stripes. The combination of grace, strength, agility and enormous power has earned the tiger its pride of place as the national animal of India. Out of eight races of the species known, the Indian race, the Royal Bengal Tiger, is found throughout the country except in the north-western region and also in the neighbouring countries, Nepal, Bhutan and Bangladesh. To check the dwindling population of tigers in India ‘Project Tiger’ was launched in April 1973. So far, 25 tiger reserves have been established in the country under this project, covering an area
of 33,875 sq km.
Pentru România animalul protejat ori național ar putea fi Caprioara de Munte

National Anthem
The song Jana-gana-mana, composed originally in Bengali by Rabindranath Tagore, was adopted in its Hindi version by the Constituent Assembly as the national anthem of India on 24 January 1950. It was first sung on 27 December 1911 at the Calcutta Session of the Indian National Congress. The complete song consists of five stanzas. The first stanza contains the full version of the National Anthem :

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Jana-gana-mana-adhinayaka, jaya he
Bharata-bhagya-vidhata.
Punjab-Sindh-Gujarat-Maratha
Dravida-Utkala-Banga
Vindhya-Himachala-Yamuna-Ganga
Uchchala-Jaladhi-taranga.
Tava shubha name jage,
Tava shubha asisa mage,
Gahe tava jaya gatha,
Jana-gana-mangala-dayaka jaya he
Bharata-bhagya-vidhata.
Jaya he, jaya he, jaya he,
Jaya jaya jaya, jaya he!
Playing time of the full version of the national anthem is approximately 52 seconds. A short version consisting of first and last lines of the stanza (playing time approximately 20 seconds) is also played on certain occasions. The following is Tagore’s English rendering of the anthem :
Thou art the ruler of the minds of all people,
dispenser of India’s destiny.
Thy name rouses the hearts of Punjab, Sind,
Gujarat and Maratha,
Of the Dravida and Orissa and Bengal;
It echoes in the hills of the Vindyas and Himalayas,
mingles in the music of Jamuna and Ganges and is
chanted by the waves of the Indian Sea.
They pray for thy blessings and sing thy praise.
The saving of all people waits in thy hand,
thou dispenser of India’s destiny.
Victory, victory, victory to thee.

România -
Imnul National
CE-TI DORESC EU TIE, DULCE ROMÂNIE
Ce-ti doresc eu tie, dulce Românie,
Tara mea de Glorii, tara mea de Dor?
Bratele nervoase, arma de tãrie,
La trecutu-ti mare, mare viitor!
Fiarbã vinu'n cupe, spumege pocalul,
Dacã fiii-ti mândri aste le nutresc;
Cãci rãmâne stânca, desi moare valul,
Dulce Românie, asta ti-o doresc.
Vis de rãzbunare negru ca mormântul
Spada ta de sânge dusman fumegând,
Si deasupra idrei fluture ca vântul
Visul tãu de glorii falnic triumfând,
Spunã lumii large steaguri tricolore,
Spunã ce-i poporul mare, românesc,
Când s-aprinde sacru candida-i vâlvoare,
Dulce Românie, asta ti-o doresc.
Ingerul iubirii, îngerul de pace,
Pe altarul Vestei tainic surîzând,
Ce pe Marte'n glorii sã orbeascã-l face,
Când cu lampa-i zboarã lumea luminând,
El pe sânu-ti vergin încã sã coboare,
Guste fericirea raiului ceresc,
Tu îl strânge'n brate, tu îi fã altare,
Dulce Românie, asta ti-o doresc.
Ce-ti doresc eu tie, dulce Românie,
Tânãrã mireasã, mamã cu amor!
Fiii tãi trãiascã numai în frãtie
Ca a noptii stele, ca a zilei zori,
Viata în vecie, glorii, bucurie,
Arme cu tãrie, suflet românesc,
Vis de vitejie, falã si mândrie,
Dulce Românie, asta ti-o doresc!
Ce-ti doresc eu tie, dulce Românie
a nutri=a intretine, a cultiva o idee, un sentiment

De ce nu-mi vii

Vezi, rândunelele se duc,
Se scutur frunzele de nuc,
S-aşează bruma peste vii -
De ce nu-mi vii, de ce nu-mi vii ?
O, vino iar în al meu braţ,
Să te privesc cu mult nesaţ,
Să razim dulce capul meu,
De sânul tău, de sănul tau !
Ţi-aduci aminte cum pe-atunci
Când ne primblam prin văi şi lunci,
Te ridicam de subsuori
De-atâtea ori, de-atâtea ori ?
In lumea asta sunt femei
Cu ochi ce izvorăsc scântei ...
Dar, oricăt ele sunt de sus,
Ca tine nu-s, ca tine nu-s !
Căci tu inseninezi mereu
Viaţa sufletului meu,
Mai mindră decât orice stea,
Iubita mea, iubita mea !
Târzie toamnă e acum,
Se scutur frunzele pe drum,
Şi lanurile sunt pustii ...
De ce nu-mi vii, de ce nu-mi vii ?

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