Procopio (c. 1841- ?), also known as Red-Handed Dick and Red Dick was one of the best-known bandits in California history. His nickname was reportedly given due either to his red hair, or his violent nature and bloodthirstiness. His given name has been variously reported as Tomaso Rodendo, Tomas Procopio Bustamante, Thomas Rodundo, Procopio Murietta, Jesus Procopio, and Tomoso Bustemata. In 1872, the San Francisco Chronicle called him "one of the most fearless and daring desperadoes that has ever figured in the criminal annals of our state." He was twice convicted of cattle theft and twice served time in San Quentin prison, but was never convicted of any of the murders he was alleged to have committed. Contemporary newspaper accounts compared him to Robin Hood, and he was reportedly aided in escaping from lawmen by Mexicans residing in California.
Procopio is a Mexican bandit.
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Procopio is the title character of an eponymous Italian comic strip series created by Lino Landolfi.
The comic started in 1951 in the comics magazine Il Vittorioso, where it was published until the close of the magazine in the late sixties.
Procopio debuted as a squire of a medieval knight. The author was later able to make it a polyvalent character, who plays many different roles, with the artifice of a modern Procopio, which tells of the adventures of his ancestors (all called Procopio and all with the same characteristics and traits).
In a 1958, in an Italian survey conducted by RAI TV, it resulted as the most popular character of the children's literature and comics.
In 1966, Procopio was protagonist of a series of vinyl records titled Le fiabe di mago Procopio; the same year he was subject of a novel, Procopio di Terracupa, written by the same Landolfi.
Procopio also appeared in a short-living series of B&W animated shorts.
em um momento anoiteceu
me pego sonhando acordado
não sei como demonstrar
que quero ser seu namorado
seus cabelos pretos livres ao vento
uma grande história em poucos momentos
você irradia o meu dia
com o seu sorriso, seu jeito de olhar
um grande amor, um grande início
não tenho medo de dizer
até parece que é um vício
o que eu sinto por você
ao amanhecer, me confronto com a solidão
às vezes parece que estou perdido
em meio a uma multidão
se não sabe por que estou triste
a distância é a resposta
se um dia se sentir só
lembra desse cara que te gosta
mas, deixe, sem querer passa o tempo
você vai ver como vai passar
quando voltar, a gente vai tomar
sorvete de flocos, você vai gostar
mas, enquanto você não chegar...
você irradia o meu dia
com seu sorriso
quando voltar a gente vai tomar
sorvete de flocos, você vai gostar...
você vai gostar...
você vai gostar...
você vai gostar...