Angelo Spinola Blog.: junho 2021

segunda-feira, junho 28, 2021

Heard the News. You cannot cry for people who constantly SMILE their WAY through LIFE and Death. RIP. My Brother's Friend and African Champion.

LUKAS HIPONDOKA

with my Brother's Youngest Son, Daniel Spínola.

LUKAS HIPONDOKA

domingo, junho 27, 2021

Como posso alterar a matrícula associada ao identificador?

sexta-feira, junho 25, 2021

MI FIRST PHONE - #MiMIXFOLD: Xiaomi's First Foldable Smartphone

sábado, junho 19, 2021

Baby Gorilla Annoying Giant Gorilla Male - Watch What He Does !

Music for The Masses - Katie Melua - Nine Million Bicycles

Music For The Masses - Dua Lipa - Love Again (Official Music Video)

Holy Moly...10 Smarts ForFour EQC em potência. Mas...SFF EQC tem MAIS VALOR COMERCIAL ! Honda Civic EG6 K20 TURBO com 700CV!!!

I love Russia, I love Coca-Cola ! Russia coach LOVES Coca-Cola!

Thank Goodness, Ronaldo was an Idiot !! ‘Ronaldo removed bottles - I’ll put them in front’...

quarta-feira, junho 16, 2021

Music For The Masses - Giovanni Battista Pergolesi "Stabat Mater"(1736). Lyrics taken from Wikipedia. Sorry.

1. Stabat mater dolorósa
juxta Crucem lacrimósa,
dum pendébat Fílius.

At the Cross her station keeping,
stood the mournful Mother weeping,
close to her Son to the last.

2. Cuius ánimam geméntem,
contristátam et doléntem
pertransívit gládius.

Through her heart, His sorrow sharing,
all His bitter anguish bearing,
now at length the sword has passed.

3. O quam tristis et afflícta
fuit illa benedícta,
mater Unigéniti!

O how sad and sore distressed
was that Mother, highly blest,
of the sole-begotten One.

4. Quae mœrébat et dolébat,
pia Mater, dum vidébat
nati pœnas ínclyti.

Christ above in torment hangs,
she beneath beholds the pangs
of her dying glorious Son.

5. Quis est homo qui non fleret,
matrem Christi si vidéret
in tanto supplício?

Is there one who would not weep,

whelmed in miseries so deep,

Christ's dear Mother to behold?

6. Quis non posset contristári
Christi Matrem contemplári
doléntem cum Fílio?

Can the human heart refrain
from partaking in her pain,
in that Mother's pain untold?

7. Pro peccátis suæ gentis
vidit Jésum in torméntis,
et flagéllis súbditum.

Bruis'd, derided, curs'd, defiled,
She beheld her tender child
All with bloody scourges rent.

8. Vidit suum dulcem Natum
moriéndo desolátum,
dum emísit spíritum.

For the love of His own nation,
Saw Him hang in desolation,
Till His spirit forth He sent.

9. Eja, Mater, fons amóris
me sentíre vim dolóris
fac, ut tecum lúgeam.

O thou Mother! fount of love!
Touch my spirit from above,
make my heart with thine accord:

10. Fac, ut árdeat cor meum
in amándo Christum Deum
ut sibi compláceam.

Make me feel as thou hast felt;

make my soul to glow and melt

with the love of Christ my Lord.

11. Sancta Mater, istud agas,
crucifíxi fige plagas
cordi meo válide.

Holy Mother! pierce me through,
in my heart each wound renew
of my Savior crucified:

12. Tui Nati vulneráti,
tam dignáti pro me pati,
pœnas mecum dívide.

Let me share with thee His pain,
who for all my sins was slain,
who for me in torments died.

13. Fac me tecum pie flere,
crucifíxo condolére,
donec ego víxero.

Let me mingle tears with thee,
mourning Him who mourned for me,
all the days that I may live:

14. Juxta Crucem tecum stare,
et me tibi sociáre
in planctu desídero.

By the Cross with thee to stay,
there with thee to weep and pray,
is all I ask of thee to give.

15. Virgo vírginum præclára,
mihi iam non sis amára,
fac me tecum plángere.

Virgin of all virgins blest!,
Listen to my fond request:
let me share thy grief divine;

16. Fac ut portem Christi mortem,
passiónis fac consórtem,
et plagas recólere.

Let me, to my latest breath,
in my body bear the death
of that dying Son of thine.

17. Fac me plagis vulnerári,
fac me Cruce inebriári,
et cruóre Fílii.

Wounded with His every wound,
steep my soul till it hath swooned,
in His very Blood away;

18. Flammis ne urar succénsus,
per te, Virgo, sim defénsus
in die iudícii.

Be to me, O Virgin, nigh,
lest in flames I burn and die,
in His awful Judgment Day.

19. Christe, cum sit hinc exire,
da per Matrem me veníre
ad palmam victóriæ.

Christ, when Thou shalt call me hence,
be Thy Mother my defense,
be Thy Cross my victory;

20. Quando corpus moriétur,
fac, ut ánimæ donétur
paradísi glória.

While my body here decays,
may my soul Thy goodness praise,
Safe in Paradise with Thee.

Amen.