Him - Rip Out - The Wings Of A Butterfly - Live au Orpheum Theatre ( moins )

Smashing Pumpkins - Bullet With Butterfly Wings - Live au Live Earth New York le 7 juillet 2007 ( moins )

Résumé du match final de la coupe Stanley 2008 ( moins )

Récapitulatif de la carrière de Paul Anderson. Il a en autre marqué le but décisif lors de la série du siècle opposant le Canada et la Russie en 1972. ( moins )

Star Wars est un jeu d'arcade produit par Atari Inc et publié en 1983. Le jeu est l'un premier simulateur de l'espace, autour de Star Wars - Episode IV: A New Hope. Plus précisément, le jeu couvre l'acte final du film: l'attaque sur l’étoile de la mort. Le jeu est composé de couleur 3D les graphiques vectoriels. Personnellement j’ai passer des heures sur ce jeu et aussi pas mal de monnaie ( moins )

Rossy developed and built a winged pack with rigid aeroplane-type carbon-fiber wings with a span of about 8 feet (2.4 m), and four small kerosene-burning Jet-Cat jet engines under the wings; these engines are large versions of a type designed for model aeroplanes. He wears a heat-resistant suit similar to that of a firefighter or racing driver to protect him from the hot jet exhaust. ( moins )

Overhead the albatross Hangs motionless upon the air And deep beneath the rolling waves In labyrinths of coral caves An echo of a distant time Comes willowing across the sand And everything is green and submarine. And no one called us to the land And no one knows the where's or why's. Something stirs and something tries Starts to climb toward the light. Strangers passing in the street By chance two separate glances meet And I am you and what I see is me. And do I take you by the hand And lead you through the land And help me understand The best I can. And no one called us to the land And no one crosses there alive. No one speaks and no one tries No one flies around the sun.... Almost everyday you fall Upon my waking eyes, Inviting and inciting me To rise. And through the window in the wall Come streaming in on sunlight wings A million bright ambassadors of morning. And no one sings me lullabyes And no one makes me close my eyes So I throw the windows wide And call to you across the sky.... ( moins )

On a cold winter morning, in the time before the light, In flames of death's eternal reign, we ride towards the fight. When the darkness has fallen down, and the times are tough all right. The sound of evil laughter falls around the world tonight. Fighting hard, fighting on for the steel, through the wastelands evermore, The scattered souls will feel the hell, bodies wasted on the shore. On the blackest plains in Hell's domain, we watch them as they go, Through fire and pain, and once again we know... So now we're flying we're free, we're free before the thunderstorm, On towards the wilderness, our quest carries on. Far beyond the sundown, far beyond the moonlight, Deep inside our hearts and all our souls... So far away we wait for the day, For the lights all so wasted and gone; We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days- Through the fire and the flames we carry on! [Small interlude] As the red day is dawning, and the lightning cracks the sky, They'll raise their hands to the heavens above with resentment in their eyes. Running back through the midmorning light, there's a burning in my heart; We're banished from a time in a fallen land, to a life beyond the stars. In your darkest dreams see to believe, our destiny is time, And endlessly we'll all be free tonight...! And on the wings of a dream, so far beyond reality; All alone in desperation, now the time has gone. Lost inside you'll never find, lost within my own mind, Day after day this misery must go on! So far away we wait for the day, For the lights all so wasted and gone, We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days, Through the fire and the flames we carry on! [Big interlude] Now here we stand with their blood on our hands, We fought so hard now can we understand Ill break the seal of this curse if I possibly can For freedom of every man! So far away we wait for the day, For the lights all so wasted and gone, We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days, Through the fire and the flames we carry on! ( moins )

Rossy developed and built a winged pack with rigid aeroplane-type carbon-fiber wings with a span of about 8 feet (2.4 m), and four small kerosene-burning Jet-Cat jet engines under the wings; these engines are large versions of a type designed for model aeroplanes. He wears a heat-resistant suit similar to that of a firefighter or racing driver to protect him from the hot jet exhaust. ( moins )

History recalls how great the fall can be While everybody's sleeping, the boats put out to sea Borne on the wings of time It seemed the answers were so easy to find "Too late," the prophets cry The island's sinking, let's take to the sky Called the man a fool, stripped him of his pride Everyone was laughing up until the day he died Although the wound went deep Still he's calling us out of our sleep My friends, we're not alone He waits in silence to lead us all home So you tell me that you find it hard to grow Well I know, I know, I know And you tell me that you've many seeds to sow Well I know, I know, I know Can you hear what I'm saying Can you see the parts that I'm playing "Holy Man, Rocker Man, Come on Queenie, Joker Man, Spider Man, Blue Eyed Meanie" So you found your solution What will be your last contribution? "Live it up, rip it up, why so lazy? Give it out, dish it out, let's go crazy, Yeah!" ( moins )