Traduction de «wrote to his hungarian friend gyula » (Anglais → Français) :

Mr. Millette wrote my office to tell me about the many difficulties he had experienced in recent years, when his property was seized and his family and friends, including his 91-year-old mother, were harassed. He had a very difficult time coming up with enough money to meet the needs of his family.
M. Millette a écrit à mon bureau pour me faire part des nombreuses difficultés qu'il a rencontrées au cours des dernières années alors que sa propriété a été saisie, que sa famille et ses amis ont été harcelés, y compris sa mère de 91 ans, et qu'il a dû surmonter des obstacles énormes pour avoir accès à des capitaux afin de subvenir aux besoins de sa famille.

Disregarding Soviet and Hungarian censorship, as well as the personal risk he was taking, he wrote to his Hungarian friend Gyula Illyés, author of a dramatic poem entitled 'A sentence on tyranny': 'Whom can I possibly tell how saddened and shocked I am by the resurgence of inhuman atrocities, which we thought had gone for ever '.
Faisant fi de la censure soviétique et hongroise, ainsi que du risque personnel qu'il encourait, il écrivait à son ami hongrois Gyula Illyés, auteur d'un poème dramatique intitulé "Une phrase sur la tyrannie" : "Je ne saurais exprimer à quel point je suis attristé et choqué par la résurgence d'atrocités inhumaines, que nous pensions à jamais révolues..".

You know, Schiller wrote ‘Ode to Joy’ in 1785, and his words ‘Oh friends, no more these sounds’, may have been controversial then, given that Beethoven was unfortunately already disabled by deafness when he wrote the Ninth Symphony, but they are appropriate today.
Vous savez, Schiller a écrit l’Hymne à la joie en 1785 et si ses paroles «Mes amis, pas sur ce ton-là!» ont pu être controversées à l’époque, dans la mesure où Beethoven était malheureusement déjà atteint de surdité au moment où il écrivit la Neuvième symphonie, elles sont de circonstance aujourd’hui.

You know, Schiller wrote ‘Ode to Joy’ in 1785, and his words ‘Oh friends, no more these sounds’, may have been controversial then, given that Beethoven was unfortunately already disabled by deafness when he wrote the Ninth Symphony, but they are appropriate today.
Vous savez, Schiller a écrit l’Hymne à la joie en 1785 et si ses paroles «Mes amis, pas sur ce ton-là!» ont pu être controversées à l’époque, dans la mesure où Beethoven était malheureusement déjà atteint de surdité au moment où il écrivit la Neuvième symphonie , elles sont de circonstance aujourd’hui.

On November 22, 1991, Mr. Paradis wrote to his old friend in Ottawa, minister Charest, the present member for Sherbrooke.
Le 22 novembre 1991, M. Paradis écrivait à son chum d'Ottawa, le ministre Charest à l'époque, actuel député de Sherbrooke.

After the investigation was made, they found that reports of Canadian soldiers attacking a Hungarian civilian and his girl friend were exaggerated, as Hungarian journalists in the Canadian military now say.
Grâce à l'enquête, on a pu établir que les nouvelles selon lesquelles les soldats canadiens avaient attaqué un civil hongrois et sa petite amie étaient exagérées, comme les journalistes hongrois qui suivent les Forces canadiennes le disent maintenant.

When he wrote he was undoubtedly reminded of the words of his great friend, we understand from different legal tradition because Cardozo was the son of immigrants who had come from different legal tradition, Mr. Oliver Wendell Holmes who said: ``The life of the law has not been logic; it has been experience''.
Lorsqu'il a écrit son ouvrage, le juge Cardozo s'est probablement souvenu des paroles de son grand ami, Oliver Wendell Holmes, qui a dit: «Le droit relève non pas de la logique, mais de l'expérience». Celui-ci était, semble-t-il, d'une tradition légale différente de la sienne, le juge Cardozo étant fils d'immigrants.

apologize for my English pronunciation, but I must read this poem in the language in which it was written by its author. In reference to those events, including his arrest, Mr. Godin wrote: [English] They followed me, they taped me They spied on me, they tripped me They broke in on me, they fell down on me They hooked me, they trapped me They arrested me without a warrant without a reason, without a word, without a look and they frisked my brain They jailed me, they banned me, they exiled me They laughed at me, they tried to destroy me And there was a big silence around here then There was a sort of continental silence All my friends had left town None of the usual talkers could find his words or his breath None of the usual writers could find his pen or his ink But still I am here tonight and I'm gonna be here for a long long time decades and decades after they'll have disappeared from here I'll be hanging around looking for justice, looking for peace looking after my brothers and sisters [Translation] This is what Mr. Godin wrote following the October 1970 events, and I think we should all reflect on these words.
[Anglais] They followed me, they taped me They spied on me, they tripped me They broke in on me, they fell down on me They hooked me, they trapped me They arrested me without a warrant without a reason, without a word, without a look and they frisked my brain They jailed me, they banned me, they exiled me They laughed at me, they tried to destroy me And there was a big silence around here then There was a sort of continental silence All my friends had left town None of the usual talkers could find his words or his breath None of the usual writers could find his pen or his ink But still I am here tonight and I'm gonna be here for a long long time decades and decades after they'll have disappeared from here I'll be hanging around looking for justice, looking for peace looking after my brothers and sisters [Français] Voilà ce que M. Godin disait, suite aux événements de 1970, ce qui devrait faire réfléchir l'ensemble de cette Chambre.