Adrian is a form of the Latin given name Hadrianus (see Hadrian). Several saints and six popes have borne this name, including the only English pope, Adrian IV, and the only Dutch pope, Adrian VI. As an English name, it has been in use since the Middle Ages, though it was not popular until modern times. It is also a very popular name in Romania.
Jesús Adrián Romero is a Mexican author, Christian music singer, composer and pastor from Hermosillo, Sonora in Mexico.
Jesús Adrián Romero was born in Hermosillo, Sonora, México. It was around the age of 16 when he first became a Christian, after he and his mother had an invitation to go to a Bible study.
In the late '80s, Jesús Adrián Romero began a musical group called 'Grupo Creación'. He and the band began playing and ministering to people through their music. Some time later, he founded the Christian community "Amistad y Vida" ("Friendship and Life") in Agua Prieta, Sonora. Currently, "Amistad y Vida" is a congregation ministering to its city, under the leadership of Pastor Santiago and Carmen Acosta.
Jesús Adrián was also an assistant pastor in "Vino Nuevo" ("New Wine" in Ciudad Juárez, Chihuahua), for four years, under the direction of pastor Victor Richards, where he was in charge of Bible studies in different homes and directed one of the worship groups of the congregation. For three years, he worked as praise director of the group "Hombre a Hombre" ("From man to man").
Adrián Marcelo Romero González (born June 25, 1977 in Montevideo) is an Uruguayan football defender currently playing for Club Olimpia in the Paraguayan Primera Division.
Romero started his playing career in 1999 with Cerro and in 2004 he joined Nacional.
Romero moved to Argentina in 2004 where he played with Estudiantes de La Plata and then Tiro Federal. In 2006 he returned to Uruguay to rejoin Nacional.
Between 2003 and 2004 Romero played in 8 games for the Uruguay national team, on November 15, 2003 he scored the winning goal in a World Cup qualifier against Chile, and in the next game against Brazil on November 19 he was the captain of the Uruguayan team.
Adrian Minune (real name Adrian Simionescu, born September 24, 1974) is a Romani-Romanian manele singer.
Adrian Minune married his long time life-partner Cati in 2004 and has two daughters (Caren and Adriana) and a son (Adrian Jr.) with her. His mother Florenţa, who raised him alone since he was two years old, also lives with them...
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Adrian Gaxha (Macedonian: Адриан Гаџа) (born 13 February 1984[citation needed] in Skopje, SFR Yugoslavia) is a Macedonian pop musician of Albanian ethnicity. He started playing the viola at an early age and also graduated from a Music High School. He is currently studying English language in Skopje.
He represented Republic of Macedonia at the Eurovision Song Contest 2008, performing the English language version of the song "Vo Ime Na Ljubovta" along with Tamara Todevska and Rade Vrčakovski.
Gaxha started singing in 2001 in the festival of pop music Nota Fest organised by the Macedonian Albanian community. There, he won the first prize, the first time a newcomer won both the jury and the audience votes. Within a short time, Adrian became one of the most popular singers in Macedonia and Albania. Until today he has recorded four albums, three in Albanian and one in Macedonian.
His performances usually include a lot of skillful dance choreography. He has also participated in festivals such as Videofest in Tirana as a winner twice, Makfest in Štip, and has won the first prize at Ohrid Fest. In 2006, he finished second at the Macedonian national preselection for Eurovision, singing the song "Ljubov e" with Esma Redzepova.
Adrian came home again last summer
Things just haven't been the same around here
People talk
People stare
Oh, Adrian, come out and play
An unfortunate accident in a canoe
Dr. said, 'I'm sorry not much I can do'
The air was so still
His eyes did not blink
Oh, Adrian, come out and play
Little Mary Epperson liked him and
She vowed always to watch after him
Still he did not move
Dr. said it's no use
Oh, Adrian, come out and play
She sat by his side,and watched the years fly by
He looked so fragile, he looked so small and
She wondered why he was still alive at all
Everyone in town had that 'I'm sorry look'
They talked in a whispered hush, said
'I'd turn the machines off'
But still she sat by his side
Said,she said 'Life he won't be denied
Oh, Adrian, come out and play
Yellow flowers decorate his bedroom
Sign above his door says 'Welcome Home'
But he just sits and stares
He's awake but he's still not there
Oh, Adrian, come out and play
She sat by his side,and watched the years fly by
He looked so fragile, he looked so small and
She wondered why he was still alive at all
Little Mary Epperson grew up lovely and
She still comes to visit him on Sundays
He's like an unused toy
He's got big hands but the mind of a little boy
Oh, Adrian, come out and play
Adrian came home again last summer
Adrian, don't you understand
Fools like us are always dreaming?
And when you go to bed, and cover up your head
It's better if you try to stop remembering
And the world is slowly dawning
To wake up to a new clear morning
Some of them just half your age
Get written off, page by page
Adrian, don't you understand
Fools like us are always dreaming?
And when you go to bed, you cover up your head
It's better if you try to stop remembering
Some of them just half your age
Get written off page by page
And the world is softly sleeping
While your fears are in their keeping
All the planet's making haste
To blow to bits in outer space
Looking down from the apple tree
My hands tied in back of me
With this rope below my chin
We don't fear death my adrian
Trust me son that one day soon
You'll be on the bottom where the boat breaks through
To let our freedom in again
We don't fear death my adrian
From now on i am part of you
I am the story that you'll tell
Let my life empower you
Let my troubles teach you well
Let your burning hatred go
Learn yourself until you know
That fear is where all hatred begins
We don't fear death my adrian
From now on i am part of you
I am the story that you'll tell
Let my life empower you
Let my troubles teach you well
As they set my last breath free
Turn your eyes but don't fail to see
The love you feel inside your skin
We don't fear death my adrian
Not 'cause you're older or 'cause you're better
Although you're older and you're better
Yes it's truly thrilling
But also 'cause you just let me love you
Adrian, Adrian
This is my first time
So, I hope you mean to love me well
I never looked for this, I never asked for that
No matter where I kiss your body
Keeps on kissing me back
It's good cause maybe you feel like I do and maybe
Adrian, Adrian
This is my first time
So, I hope you mean to love me well
Come down from your high chair and speak to me
This complicated situation does not fade me
All I wanna do is lie next to your heartbeat
And I would wait forever on this dirty street for
Adrian, Adrian
This is my first time
Old Time vaquero, what do you mean to me?
When you look through milky blue eyes, that never really see.
Old time vaquero, what do you mean to me?
A relic left over from the last century.
Oh, you could tell some tales to a youngster like me,
Please Mister, tell me your life's history.
Scuffed boots and old hat, ancient A fork saddle,
Times have been changing way too fast for this vaquero.
No one wants to hire an old timer like me,
Throw me out the window, you young folks please,
These days.
And I could show those rodeo kids, how to ride them broncs,
Show those team ropers, how to make a steer stop.
And I could tell some tales, about the West when it was wild,
But I'm just an old vaquero, who no one wants to hear...anymore.
I ran with Will James, I sang with the coyotes,
I rescued dusky maidens from the bad man's clutches.
Now I'm an old man sitting here alone,
Nobody wants to hear my tales about how the West wasn't won,
So long ago, so long ago.
Chased those wild Caballos, across the big Owyhee,
Man I wish was back in that rolling sagebrush sea.
I miss the thrill of the chase, I miss my old time friends,
But most of the time, I miss the feel of that wild Nevada wind,
It's blowing down across Idaho to the old YP,
I wish it could blow away time and bring the desert back to me.
Some buckaroos like Will became well known,
But most lived out their days longing for their desert home.
And sonny thank you for your time, it was nice that you would ask,
But if you want the truth, you'll have to live the cowboy task.
So pack up your gear and find a place out in the sagebrush sea,
And once you feel that Nevada wind, you'll know the pain inside of me.
Old time Vaquero, now I understand,
What the Nevada desert means to a broken old man...