Passaconaway, which translates to "Child of the Bear", was sachem of the Pennacook people in what is now northern New England in the United States.
One of the key native figures in the colonial history of New Hampshire, Passaconaway was believed to have been born between 1550 and 1570, and is said to have died in 1679. He was a powerful shaman and sachem (chief) of the Pennacook, eventually becoming bashaba (chief of chiefs) of a multi-tribal confederation that drew together for mutual protection against the Mohawk Nation. In his old age Passaconaway relinquished his positions of authority to travel among the tribes and settlers in the New Hampshire-Massachusetts-Maine area. He was revered by both Native Americans and European settlers.
His native name was "Papisse Conewa", meaning, Child of the Bear, or Son of the Bear, but white settlers anglicized the name as Passaconaway. In his later years he was sometimes referred to as St. Aspenquid.
Legend holds that Passaconaway was a giant, genius, and possessed magical powers, such as making water burn, and trees and rocks dance. According to folklore, he could make dried up leaves turn green and make living snakes out of dead snake skin. It was said that he could become invisible and create thunderstorms at will.
The Kalamazoo-class monitors were a class of ocean-going ironclad monitors begun during the American Civil War. Unfinished by the end of the war, their construction was suspended in November 1865 and the unseasoned wood of their hulls rotted while they were still on the building stocks. If the four ships had been finished they would have been the most seaworthy monitors in the US Navy. One was scrapped in 1874 while the other three were disposed of a decade later.
John Lenthall, Chief of the Bureau of Construction and Repair, ordered Benjamin F. Delano, naval constructor at New York City, to design a wooden-hulled ironclad that would carry her armament in two gun turrets. The deck was to be 3 feet (0.9 m) above the waterline and protected by 3 inches (76 mm) of armor. The ship's side armor was to be 10 inches (254 mm) thick, backed by 12–15 inches (305–381 mm) of wood; it was to cover the entire ship's side, down to a depth three feet below the waterline. It should carry enough coal to steam one week at full power with "sufficient speed to make good use of its ram".Gideon Welles, Secretary of the Navy, called them enlarged versions of the Miantonomoh-class monitors with greater speed and "adapted to coast service", meaning more seaworthy.
[Timbuktu:]
Arash, Timbuktu (khodam are fighat timbak)
Oy oy oy oy u
Una na na na na na
Unana unana
Hey hey hey hey come on!
(Service kardi!) unana!
[Verse: Timbuktu]
Out of five ways to do it when,
Four be the simpelest,
I'm a ride the hard roll,
When it's more then the instruments,
More chat then your messages,
Bored on the internet,
More rap then anything you can store on your intellect,
I'm saying it, thinking it,
I'm tired of you bickering,
I'm tired, I'm not listening it,
Why you keep on whispering,
You're blabering is leading
Up on nothing, won't you nothing,
While I'm sitting there and whishing that you would shut up or something,
Won't you please,
Give that mouth of yours a rest,
I need some peace, so you can see the door instead,
It's been a couple of hours now give me a break, 'cause I've got no interest in anything that you say!
[Chorus: Arash]
Na na na na na,
Bas kon harf nazan, (That's enough, Don't Speak)
Khastam ghor nazan. (I'm tired, stop complaining)
(Say na na na)
Na na na na na,
Bas kon harf nazan,
Khastam ghor nazan.
[Whistling melodi]
[Verse: Timbuktu]
Now every time I see you,
Even call me on the telephone,
And I can take it easy,
If you're leaving me the hell alone,
Why you won't cease and assist
With the speach from your lips,
'Cause I just see no reason for this,
My head has spining,
All I want to do is relax,
Why won't you take the man,
And find somebody new to attack?
Now get up of my ear,
And get up and get going,
So I can kick my feet up and,
Enjoy this next moment
[Chorus: Arash]
Na na na na na,
Bas kon harf nazan,
Khastam ghor nazan.
(Say na na na)
Na na na na na,
Bas kon harf nazan,
Khastam ghor nazan.
(Oh nay) Kheili tuye kafam man,
(Oh nay) kheili tuye kafam man,
Karit nadaram, azat bizaram,
Velam kon!
(Oh nay) kheili tuye kafam man,
(Oh nay) kheili tuye kafam man,
Karit nadaram, azat bizaram,
Velam kon!
[Chorus: Arash]
Na na na na na,
Bas kon harf nazan,
Khastam ghor nazan.
('cause I'm tired to hear, when you're talking to my ear, oh nay)
Na na na na na,
Bas kon harf nazan,