Districts of Ethiopia
Districts or woreda (Amharic: ወረዳ?) (also spelled wereda) are the third-level administrative divisions of Ethiopia. They are composed of a number of wards (kebele) or neighborhood associations, which are the smallest unit of local government in Ethiopia.
Overview
Woredas are typically collected together into zones, which form a region; districts which are not part of a zone are designated Special Districts and function as autonomous entities. Districts are governed by a woreda council whose members are directly elected to represent each kebele in the district. There are about 670 rural woreda and about 100 urban woreda. Terminology varies, with some people considering the urban units to be woreda, while others consider only the rural units to be woreda, referring to the others as urban or city administrations.
Although some districts can be traced back to earliest times—for example the Yem special woreda, the Gera and Gomma woredas which preserve the boundaries of kingdoms that were absorbed into Ethiopia, and the Mam Midrina Lalo Midir woreda of a historic province of Ethiopia (in this case, two of the districts of Menz)—many are of more recent creation. Beginning in 2002, more authority was passed to districts by transferring staff and budgets from the regional governments.
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A Song Of Ice And Fire
by: ArtasEis und Feuer bringt den Sieg
Schwemmt die Heuchler fort
Von dem Antlitz dieses Seins
Nur Leid und Pein
Ice and fire brings the war
The last stand of this race
Your false ideals will fall
Wiped away by planets faith
Wir sind die Boten
Hört uns an
Lauscht unsren Worten
I'm angesicht von kalten Flammen
Gilt es sich nun zu entscheiden
Falsche Werte zu vergessen
Eis und Feuer zu entfesseln
This is a song of ice and fire
A tale of war for your desire
Let the frost take your breath
Let the flames kiss the flesh
Arise from ice and fire
Fünf Reiter sind nun angekommen
Nehmen mit das Menschenkind
Ziehen es von diesem Ort
Des Menschen grauer Schreckenshort
Das Kind leg tab das Menschenfleisch
Fängt Feuer und zerbricht zu Eis
I'm angesicht von kalten Flammen
Gilt es sich nun zu entscheiden
Falsche Werte zu vergessen
Eis und Feuer zu entfesseln
Ein Lied erklingt auf goldnen Schwingen
Bringt das schwarze Blut zum Singen
Angst und Bang dir dennoch wird
Wenn gleinßend Licht durch Körper bricht
This is a song of ice and fire
Heralds downfall and the end
Of your lies and false ideals
And the fucked up human race
Wir sind die Boten
Hört uns an
Lauscht unsren Worten
I'm angesicht von kalten Flammen
Gilt es sich nun zu entscheiden
Falsche Werte zu vergessen
Eis und Feuer zu entfesseln
This is a song of ice and fire
A tale of war for your desire
Let the frost take your breath
Let the flames kiss the flesh