Sunday, November 1, 2009
Interview with Pedro Rizzo
Here's an interview with Pedro Rizzo at brazilian Sport TV. There's also a brief conversation with Lyoto Machida, a great Karateka and friend. I've learned a lot from his father and I wish him all the best, for he holds the true spirit of Karate-Do.
I'm sorry but it's in Portuguese. Pedro talks openheartedly about his career, his passion for fighting, his family and his Master, Marco Ruas.
Those who can understand Portuguese will understand why I consider him my best friend. He has a huge heart and Is, by far, a better person than I'll ever be.
You can't stop The Rock, and If you try, you'll have to stop me either, for I'll be at his side to the end and that will be an honor.
Pedro ROCKS !!!!
EDIT.....
Sorry, but due to problems with the video compression and audio sync, the interview was removed from it`s original server. As soon as they publish it again I`ll update the post once more.
To Fabio Amaral
These songs were on his desk on the day he passed away. I sincerely hope he finds, at last, what he was seeking. May God embrace him.
Sailing
I am sailing, I am sailing,
home again 'cross the sea.
I am sailing, stormy waters,
to be near you, to be free.
I am flying, I am flying,
like a bird 'cross the sky.
I am flying, passing high clouds,
to be with you, to be free.
Can you hear me, can you hear me
thro' the dark night, far away,
I am dying, forever trying,
to be with you, who can say.
Can you hear me, can you hear me,
thro' the dark night far away.
I am dying, forever trying,
to be with you, who can say.
We are sailing, we are sailing,
home again 'cross the sea.
We are sailing stormy waters,
to be near you, to be free.
Oh Lord, to be near you, to be free.
Oh Lord, to be near you, to be free,
Oh Lord.
home again 'cross the sea.
I am sailing, stormy waters,
to be near you, to be free.
I am flying, I am flying,
like a bird 'cross the sky.
I am flying, passing high clouds,
to be with you, to be free.
Can you hear me, can you hear me
thro' the dark night, far away,
I am dying, forever trying,
to be with you, who can say.
Can you hear me, can you hear me,
thro' the dark night far away.
I am dying, forever trying,
to be with you, who can say.
We are sailing, we are sailing,
home again 'cross the sea.
We are sailing stormy waters,
to be near you, to be free.
Oh Lord, to be near you, to be free.
Oh Lord, to be near you, to be free,
Oh Lord.
Rod Stewart
Sailing
Well, it's not far down to paradise
At least it's not for me
And if the wind is right
You can sail away and find tranquility
Oh, the canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Believe me
It's not far to never-never land
No reason to pretend
And if the wind is right
You can find the joy of innocence again
Oh, the canvas can do miracles
Yust you wait and see
Believe me
Sailing takes me away
To where I've always heard it could be
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
And soon I will be free
Fantasy, it gets the best of me
When I'm sailing
All caught up in the reverie
Every word is a symphony
Won't you believe me
Sailing takes me away
To where I've always heard it could be
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
And soon I will be free
Well it's not far back to sanity
At least it's not for me
And if the wind is right
you can sail away and find serenity
Oh, the canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Believe me
Sailing takes me away
To where I've always heard it could be
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
And soon I will be free
At least it's not for me
And if the wind is right
You can sail away and find tranquility
Oh, the canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Believe me
It's not far to never-never land
No reason to pretend
And if the wind is right
You can find the joy of innocence again
Oh, the canvas can do miracles
Yust you wait and see
Believe me
Sailing takes me away
To where I've always heard it could be
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
And soon I will be free
Fantasy, it gets the best of me
When I'm sailing
All caught up in the reverie
Every word is a symphony
Won't you believe me
Sailing takes me away
To where I've always heard it could be
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
And soon I will be free
Well it's not far back to sanity
At least it's not for me
And if the wind is right
you can sail away and find serenity
Oh, the canvas can do miracles
Just you wait and see
Believe me
Sailing takes me away
To where I've always heard it could be
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
And soon I will be free
Christopher Cross
