クエリ: 「did you happen to see the most beautiful girl in the world」と唄ったのは誰でしたか
文章: 朝やけの少女 「朝やけの少女」(原題: The Most Beautiful Girl)は、カントリー歌手のチャーリー・リッチが1973年に発表した楽曲。
文章: 夕陽を見ているか? 「夕陽を見ているか?」(ゆうひをみているか)は、日本の女性アイドルグループ・AKB48の楽曲。楽曲は秋元康により作詞、岡田実音により作曲されている。2007年10月31日にAKB48のメジャー6作目のシングルとしてデフスターレコーズから発売された。楽曲のセンターポジションは前田敦子と小嶋陽菜の2人が務めた。 文章: look up to look up to 見上げる、仰ぐ、下から上の方を見る。 重んじる。敬う。珍重する。尊敬する。重視する。 1872年, Susan Coolidge, "What Katy Did" Everybody loved her, and she loved everybody, especially Katy, whom she looked up to as one of the wisest people in the world. みんなが彼女を大好きだったし、彼女もみんなを大好きだった。とくに、彼女が世界でもっとも賢い人のうちの一人として尊敬するケイティを大好きだった。 1872年, Susan Coolidge, "What Katy Did" Everybody loved her, and she loved everybody, especially Katy, whom she looked up to as one of the wisest people in the world. みんなが彼女を大好きだったし、彼女もみんなを大好きだった。とくに、彼女が世界でもっとも賢い人のうちの一人として尊敬するケイティを大好きだった。 look down on (重んじる)respect, esteem ↑ Susan Coolidge. "What Katy Did". 1872. (Project Gutenberg. Last Updated: July 31, 2006. https://gutenberg.org/cache/epub/8994/pg8994-images.html) 文章: 江川有未 ※ BONITAを参照 文章: OK ok 、 Ok 、 -ok 、 k 、 k 、および k も参照。 オーケー オッケー 英語 OK (東京式) おおけえ [k] (頭高型 [1]) IPA: [oke] (東京式) おっけえ [kk] (頭高型 [1]) IPA: [okke] OK (オーケー、オッケー) いいよ。了解。 OK (オーケー、オッケー) 合格。良品。 承認。許可。 NG "all correct"のコミカルな綴りである"oll korrect"の頭字略というのが通説だが、不詳。印刷物の初出は1839年3月23日The Boston Morning Post。 okay, ok, okey, okie (イギリス英語(容認発音:RP)) IPA(?): /ke/ (Aus) IPA: /ke/, /k/ (アメリカ英語(GenAm)) IPA: /oke/ (アメリカ英語) : (アメリカ英語) : OK (賛同・許可の意を示す)よろしい、いいよ、オーケー、オッケー OK, I'm thinking of a number... では数字を考えてみますね。 OK, I'm thinking of a number... では数字を考えてみますね。 all right OK (複数 OKs) 了承、賛成、賛同。 We can start as soon as we get the OK. 了解が出たらすぐに始められます。 We can start as soon as we get the OK. 了解が出たらすぐに始められます。 OK (比較級 more OK, 最上級 most OK) ~するのに支障・問題がない。 Do you think it's OK to stay here for the night? 今晩ここで過ごしても大丈夫かな。 Do you think it's OK to stay here for the night? 今晩ここで過ごしても大丈夫かな。 まあまあ、普通。 The soup was OK, but the dessert was excellent. スープはまあまあだったがデザートが素晴らしかった。 The soup was OK, but the dessert was excellent. スープはまあまあだったがデザートが素晴らしかった。 (体調等が)よい、快調である。 He's not feeling well now, but he should be OK after some rest. 彼はいま体調がよくないがしばらく休めば回復するだろう。 He's not feeling well now, but he should be OK after some rest. 彼はいま体調がよくないがしばらく休めば回復するだろう。 OK (比較級 more OK, 最上級 most OK) 十分である。 The team did OK in the playoffs. プレーオフでチームはよく戦った。 The team did OK in the playoffs. プレーオフでチームはよく戦った。 OK (三単現: OKs, 現在分詞: OKing, 過去形: OKed, 過去分詞: OKed ) ~に賛成する。 I don't want to OK this amount of money. この金額には同意するわけにいきません。 I don't want to OK this amount of money. この金額には同意するわけにいきません。 approve 文章: NebuAd CONSUMER CHOICE Red Aril and our business partners may use anonymous information (not including your name, address, email address, or telephone number) based on your online activity at our network of websites to help make the content on websites you visit or the ads you see more relevant to you. Click here to learn more about our privacy policy. OPT-IN Click here to opt-in. Include me in Red Aril's information collection and delivery of relevant ads to that I can improve my online experience. OPT-OUT Click here to opt-out. Exclude me in Red Aril's information collection and delivery of relevant ads. Please note that opting out of the Red Aril Network does not mean you will no longer receive online advertising. It does mean that Red Aril will no longer deliver ads tailored to your Web preferences and usage patterns. If you ever delete the Red Aril "opt-out cookie" from your browser, buy a new computer, or change Web browsers, then you will need to perform the opt-out again. 文章: ジョージ・ジーン・ネーサン ジョージ・ジーン・ネーサンは、米国の演劇評論家、雑誌編集者。H. L. メンケンとともに文学雑誌『スマートセット』の編集者として活動し、後に『アメリカン・マーキュリー』誌を創刊・編集した。 インディアナ州のフォートウェインに生まれ、コーネル大学を1904年に卒業。大学では『コーネル・デイリー・サン』を編集し、栄誉学生会「Quill and Dagger」に名を連ねた。『バチェラー・ライフ』に対する賛辞を1941年に刊行する一方で、ネーサンは色男として知られ「Ladies man」の異名を持っていた。1955年には若年のジュリー・ヘイドンと結婚した。 1958年、ニューヨーク市にて逝去。76歳だった。ネーサンの名を冠する演劇評論賞「ジョージ・ジーン・ネーサン賞」など、演劇評論界に足跡を残した。「One does not go to the theater to see life and nature; one goes to see the particular way in which life and nature happen to look to a cultivated, imaginative and entertaining man who happens, in turn, to be a playwright」や「Great art is as irrational as great music. It is mad with its own loveliness」、「Bad officials are elected by good citizens who do not vote」(誤った為政者は、投票に行かない善良な市民によって選出される)、「Opera in English is, in the main, just about as sensible a plea as baseball in Italian」など、数々の名言が遺されている。 文章: イパネマの娘 世界的にもっとも有名な「イパネマの娘」は、ヴァーヴ・レコードから発売されたアルバム『ゲッツ/ジルベルト』に収録されたバージョンである。1963年3月、スタン・ゲッツ(テナー・サックス)、ジョアン・ジルベルト(ギター、ポルトガル語のボーカル)、アントニオ・カルロス・ジョビン(ピアノ)、アストラッド・ジルベルト(英語のボーカル)の4人はニューヨークのA&Rレコーディング・スタジオ(英語版)でこの作品を録音した。 通説ではアストラッドは当初歌う予定はなく、夫のジョアンにつきあってスタジオに来て、たまたま歌ってみたところ、あまりにできが良かったのでそのままレコーディングされたとの伝説がある。実際にはアストラッドはブラジルで若干の歌手活動の経験もあり、全くの素人ではなかった。アストラッド自身による売り込みがあり、コマーシャリズム面からの手腕に長けたプロデューサーのクリード・テイラーが、英語を話せ、かつ歌えるアストラッドの商業的価値を計算し、宣伝効果を狙って「飛び入り参加のハプニングであった」とする筋書きを描いたと言われている(ジョアン・ジルベルトは英語を話せなかった)。 『ゲッツ/ジルベルト』は録音から1年後の1964年3月に発表された。同年5月、ジョアンのポルトガル語歌唱部分を(シングル版に収まらないという理由で)切り捨てて、残りを切り継ぐ形でシングル・カットされた。B面はゲッツの1964年のアルバム『リフレクションズ(英語版)』に収録された「風に吹かれて」であった。英語版「イパネマの娘」は同年7月18日から7月25日にかけて2週連続でビルボード・Hot 100の5位を記録。また、イージーリスニング・チャートで1位を記録し、グラミー賞最優秀レコード賞を受賞した。 文章: 第3軍に対するパットンの演説 Be seated. Men, all this stuff you hear about America not wanting to fight, wanting to stay out of the war, is a lot of bullshit. Americans love to fight. All real Americans love the sting and clash of battle. When you were kids, you all admired the champion marble shooter, the fastest runner, the big-league ball players and the toughest boxers. Americans love a winner and will not tolerate a loser. Americans play to win all the time. That's why Americans have never lost and will never lose a war. The very thought of losing is hateful to Americans. Battle is the most significant competitions in which a man can indulge. It brings out all that is best and it removes all that is base. You are not all going to die. Only two percent of you right here today would be killed in a major battle. Every man is scared in his first action. If he says he's not, he's a goddamn liar. But the real hero is the man who fights even though he's scared. Some men will get over their fright in a minute under fire, some take an hour, and for some it takes days. But the real man never lets his fear of death overpower his honor, his sense of duty to his country, and his innate manhood. All through your army career you men have bitched about what you call 'this chicken-shit drilling.' That is all for a purposeto ensure instant obedience to orders and to create constant alertness. This must be bred into every soldier. I don't give a fuck for a man who is not always on his toes. But the drilling has made veterans of all you men. You are ready! A man has to be alert all the time if he expects to keep on breathing. If not, some German son-of-a-bitch will sneak up behind him and beat him to death with a sock full of shit. There are four hundred neatly marked graves in Sicily, all because one man went to sleep on the jobbut they are German graves, because we caught the bastard asleep before his officer did. An army is a team. It lives, eats, sleeps, and fights as a team. This individual hero stuff is bullshit. The bilious bastards who write that stuff for the Saturday Evening Post don't know any more about real battle than they do about fucking. And we have the best teamwe have the finest food and equipment, the best spirit and the best men in the world. Why, by God, I actually pity these poor bastards we're going up against. All the real heroes are not storybook combat fighters. Every single man in the army plays a vital role. So don't ever let up. Don't ever think that your job is unimportant. What if every truck driver decided that he didn't like the whine of the shells and turned yellow and jumped headlong into a ditch? That cowardly bastard could say to himself, 'Hell, they won't miss me, just one man in thousands.' What if every man said that? Where in the hell would we be then? No, thank God, Americans don't say that. Every man does his job. Every man is important. The ordnance men are needed to supply the guns, the quartermaster is needed to bring up the food and clothes for us because where we are going there isn't a hell of a lot to steal. Every last damn man in the mess hall, even the one who boils the water to keep us from getting the GI shits, has a job to do. Each man must think not only of himself, but think of his buddy fighting alongside him. We don't want yellow cowards in the army. They should be killed off like flies. If not, they will go back home after the war, goddamn cowards, and breed more cowards. The brave men will breed more brave men. Kill off the goddamn cowards and we'll have a nation of brave men. One of the bravest men I saw in the African campaign was on a telegraph pole in the midst of furious fire while we were moving toward Tunis. I stopped and asked him what the hell he was doing up there. He answered, 'Fixing the wire, sir.' 'Isn't it a little unhealthy up there right now?' I asked. 'Yes sir, but this goddamn wire has got to be fixed.' I asked, 'Don't those planes strafing the road bother you?' And he answered, 'No sir, but you sure as hell do.' Now, there was a real soldier. A real man. A man who devoted all he had to his duty, no matter how great the odds, no matter how seemingly insignificant his duty appeared at the time. And you should have seen the trucks on the road to Gabs. Those drivers were magnificent. All day and all night they crawled along those son-of-a-bitch roads, never stopping, never deviating from their course with shells bursting all around them. Many of the men drove over 40 consecutive hours. We got through on good old American guts. These were not combat men. But they were soldiers with a job to do. They were part of a team. Without them the fight would have been lost. Sure, we all want to go home. We want to get this war over with. But you can't win a war lying down. The quickest way to get it over with is to get the bastards who started it. We want to get the hell over there and clean the goddamn thing up, and then get at those purple-pissing Japs. The quicker they are whipped, the quicker we go home. The shortest way home is through Berlin and Tokyo. So keep moving. And when we get to Berlin, I am personally going to shoot that paper-hanging son-of-a-bitch Hitler. When a man is lying in a shell hole, if he just stays there all day, a Boche will get him eventually. The hell with that. My men don't dig foxholes. Foxholes only slow up an offensive. Keep moving. We'll win this war, but we'll win it only by fighting and showing the Germans that we've got more guts than they have or ever will have. We're not just going to shoot the bastards, we're going to rip out their living goddamned guts and use them to grease the treads of our tanks. We're going to murder those lousy Hun cocksuckers by the bushel-fucking-basket. Some of you men are wondering whether or not you'll chicken out under fire. Don't worry about it. I can assure you that you'll all do your duty. War is a bloody business, a killing business. The Nazis are the enemy. Wade into them, spill their blood or they will spill yours. Shoot them in the guts. Rip open their belly. When shells are hitting all around you and you wipe the dirt from your face and you realize that it's not dirt, it's the blood and gut of what was once your best friend, you'll know what to do. I don't want any messages saying 'I'm holding my position.' We're not holding a goddamned thing. We're advancing constantly and we're not interested in holding anything except the enemy's balls. We're going to hold him by his balls and we're going to kick him in the ass; twist his balls and kick the living shit out of him all the time. Our plan of operation is to advance and keep on advancing. We're going to go through the enemy like shit through a tinhorn. There will be some complaints that we're pushing our people too hard. I don't give a damn about such complaints. I believe that an ounce of sweat will save a gallon of blood. The harder we push, the more Germans we kill. The more Germans we kill, the fewer of our men will be killed. Pushing harder means fewer casualties. I want you all to remember that. My men don't surrender. I don't want to hear of any soldier under my command being captured unless he is hit. Even if you are hit, you can still fight. That's not just bullshit either. I want men like the lieutenant in Libya who, with a Luger against his chest, swept aside the gun with his hand, jerked his helmet off with the other and busted the hell out of the Boche with the helmet. Then he picked up the gun and he killed another German. All this time the man had a bullet through his lung. That's a man for you! Don't forget, you don't know I'm here at all. No word of that fact is to be mentioned in any letters. The world is not supposed to know what the hell they did with me. I'm not supposed to be commanding this army. I'm not even supposed to be in England. Let the first bastards to find out be the goddamned Germans. Some day, I want them to rise up on their piss-soaked hind legs and howl 'Ach! It's the goddamned Third Army and that son-of-a-bitch Patton again!' Then there's one thing you men will be able to say when this war is over and you get back home. Thirty years from now when you're sitting by your fireside with your grandson on your knee and he asks, 'What did you do in the great World War Two?' You won't have to cough and say, 'Well, your granddaddy shoveled shit in Louisiana.' No sir, you can look him straight in the eye and say 'Son, your granddaddy rode with the great Third Army and a son-of-a-goddamned-bitch named George Patton! All right, you sons of bitches. You know how I feel. I'll be proud to lead you wonderful guys in battle any time, anywhere. That's all. 文章: トーマス・C・カンサ STORY2 The days are fast slipping by and soon it will be three years since the great Tohoku earthquake and tsunami. I have been in and out of the affected areas fifteen times so far 2013/10/ 5-8th. Visible changes and restoration are taking place but the deep scars remain to remind us about the devastation. Bridges and ports are built and roads link to some development and progress. But, the invisible human scars of heart-breaking loss will remain. Children born after the devastation will hear about the devastation.Those who have lived through and experienced the devastation still speak as if it happened just yesterday. They have grow to understand that nothing will ever be the same again. A lady told me that if there had been no tsunami I would not have become a part of their lives for I may have not have come to their part of the world. Even if I did come I would have been just another tourist passing through. Somehow the people who I meet on my first or second trip are those who are very close-knit . A trip to the tsunami area is never complete if I do not say hello to these families. Some do complain in a friendly way saying my visits are not as frequent as it used to be. I did the same during the Hanshin earthquake in Kobe. I was there frequently but as time passed people I met were moving forward and it was time I stepped back and became an observer and now seventeen years has since passed. The bridges and ports are built. The roads are linked but, the human loss cannot be replaced . We sowed flower seeds in Spring. Mainly sunflowers. When I got there in the summer it was a joy to see some of the sunflower plants, over three meters tall, just swinging in the warm summer breeze welcoming the locals, volunteers and tourists. People of all ages admired and got pleasure from the sunflowers. These are the little signs of hope. When someone passes you when you are watering the plants and stop to greet and admire the flowers with small chit chats. Strangers offering you cold drinks and mineral water from the vending machines warning you about sunstroke and the importance of consuming lots of liquid. Yes , Summer was extremely hot in Japan this year. Maybe it is the effect of the climate change. As volunteers or repeaters, as the volunteer center calls those who make multi trips into the tsunami area to volunteer, I have met many musicians that come over to entertain the people in the temporary shelters. There are so many different types of volunteering to be done. Children who have lost someone in the tsunami need care and the volunteers take care of these children's need. The elderly just want a cup of tea and a chat . They have a story to tell and I have learnt much from them . Their experience in that part of the country helps me with my work. It is very easy to forget why we are there. We sometimes get too enthusiastic and get carried away in what we are doing . It is very important for me to revalue my volunteering and try as hard as possible to accommodate their needs. My tea and lunch breaks are very important times for me to communicate with the local people and go back to understanding what it was like before the tsunami. I know full v well that I can't turn the tide but I think it is important to know where they came from so we work to give them as familiar an environment as possible. My October 2013 trip was a bit different. I was invited by an outside group to accompany them and to coordinate their volunteer projects. They were trying to build a bridge between their home town of Marukame in Shikoku to Ishinomaki. They had a long forgotten historical link. It was a 150 years old tombstone of a shipwright. The shipwright was born in Marukame and died in Ishinomaki.We spend the first day collecting all the information and data from the education board and some of the local people. At night I visit the public bath house and soak my long day away .The winter can be very harsh up in the Tohoku area . The plants have to be covered . But this year it is still very warm to cover the plants or take some of them indoors. I also tried to encourage some of the people to plant winter radish and onion in deep flower pots. I planted two different kinds of radish and they should be harvested by late December. It was very encouraging to get a call five days after I sowed the radish seeds to tell me they are sprouting. They sound very excited for they have something to wait for. I do use the word volunteer but I can't really tell someone what volunteering means in this context. I grew up in Tongaat and we had Beggars Day on Thursdays and now I would not use the word but the reality is that my house in Tongaat was where the old , the handicapped and poor dropped in for mealie-meal sour porridge. Now some one told me it is called corn porridge. That was a natural thing to do. The irony is that my mother cooked that porridge everyday for us but on Thursdays it was just a bigger pot. So growing up in that sharing environment I feel a bit uneasy when I tell some one I am volunteering. Bear in mind we were poor because there were ten children and two adults to feed. I just enjoy being in the tsunami area . It reminds me of Old Tongaat when the whole town was just one big family. We were there at funerals, weddings , parties etc. helping without an invitation. The call is still very strong so I will be heading back to the tsunami area in a few months’ time to harvest the radish . 文章: トーマス・C・カンサ They introduced me to a therapist who was attending to those who were traumatized. After my first evening of travelling for nearly twenty hours, for the first time I felt at home. The therapist spoke to me and asked me to join his team. He gave me a crash course on how to speak and handle myself. He told me that we would only work for about five hours, from seven in the morning to about noon, and after that we must leave the refugee camps as it can be very stressful. After lunch, we headed to the center of the disaster area and with every step I felt a change in me. We went into homes that were flooded to the ceiling and in some cases to the second floor. Our work was to get into the muck and shovel it out. The smell was nothing that I had ever experienced before. It even oozes out of you when you are sleeping. We were warmly received by the people as we were the first volunteers to start mopping up house by house. We retrieved corpses from nearly every home I visited. We usually held a minute of silent prayer before we cleaned a house or shop. More than 6 000 people lost their lives in this area! My appreciation goes out to the self-defense force, the fire fighters and policemen. It was good to see all the rescue teams from around the world, some of whom I later came to know personally. The volunteers came from far and wide. They were young, very young, old and very old but they all gathered to share their time and energy and experience. 文章: 最高かよ 最高かよ 本来のツッコミ的な用法というよりも、驚きや感動などを伝えたいときに名詞や形容詞の後に「かよ」をつける「〇〇かよ」といったスラング(インターネットスラング)の一種。 HKT48の楽曲。本項で記述する。 「最高かよ」(さいこうかよ)は、日本の女性アイドルグループ・HKT48の楽曲。作詞は秋元康、作曲は和泉一弥が担当した。2016年9月7日に、HKT48の8作目のシングルとしてユニバーサルミュージックから発売された。楽曲のセンターポジションは松岡はなが務めた。 文章: up against up against (困難などに)......に直面して。......と対峙して。......と対決して。......とぶつかって。 1919年, Francis P. Duffy, "Father Duffy's story" We left our villages in the Vosges the morning after Christmas Day. From the outset it was evident that we were going to be up against a hard task. クリスマスの翌朝に私たちはヴォージュにある村を出発した。私たちがつらい任務に直面することは最初から分かりきっていた。 1922年, Agatha Christie, "The Secret Adversary" “You did your best. You were up against one of the biggest brains of the century. And you came very near success. Remember that.” 「君はベストを尽くした。この国でも最大の頭脳の一人に君は対峙したんだ。それに成功まであと少しだったんだ。それを思い出せ」 1919年, Francis P. Duffy, "Father Duffy's story" We left our villages in the Vosges the morning after Christmas Day. From the outset it was evident that we were going to be up against a hard task. クリスマスの翌朝に私たちはヴォージュにある村を出発した。私たちがつらい任務に直面することは最初から分かりきっていた。 1922年, Agatha Christie, "The Secret Adversary" “You did your best. You were up against one of the biggest brains of the century. And you came very near success. Remember that.” 「君はベストを尽くした。この国でも最大の頭脳の一人に君は対峙したんだ。それに成功まであと少しだったんだ。それを思い出せ」 ↑ Francis P. Duffy. "Father Duffy's story". 1922. (Project Gutenberg. Release date: July 2, 2023. https://www.gutenberg.org/files/71091/71091-h/71091-h.htm) ↑ Agatha Christie. "The Secret Adversary". 1922. (Project Gutenberg. Release date: January 1, 1998. Most recently updated: October 29, 2022. https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/1155/pg1155-images.html) 文章: トロカイオス Did he smile his work to see? これだけ見ると完全なトロカイオスだが、前後の行まで入れると次のようになる。 When the stars threw down their spears And watered Heaven with their tears Did he smile his work to see? Did he who made the lamb make thee? 文章: 山田涼介 最高位はオリコンにおける記録。 文章: 山田瑛瑠 「1秒先 向かう者と ただ 訪れる者」UVERworld