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Chur or Coire (German pronunciation: [ˈkuːr] – in general and in Graubünden –, [ˈxuːr] – in other places of Switzerland –; Alemannic German: Khûr; Romansh: Cuira [ˈkwerɐ] or [ˈkwoi̯rɐ]; Italian: Coira [ˈkɔi̯ɾa]; French: Coire [ˈkwaʁ]; Latin: CVRIA, CVRIA RHAETORVM and CVRIA RAETORVM) is the capital of the Swiss canton of Graubünden and lies in the northern part of the canton.
The name "chur" derives perhaps from the Celtic kora or koria, meaning "tribe", or from the Latin curia.
Archaeological evidence of settlement at the site goes back as far as the Pfyn culture (3900-3500 BC), making Chur one of the oldest settlements in Switzerland. Remains and objects from the Bronze and Iron Ages have been found also in the eastern sector of the current city's centre. In Roman times it was a fortified camp, called Curia Raetorum; it has been suggested that under emperor Diocletian (late 3rd century AD) Chur was the capital of the province of Raetia.
In the 4th century Chur became the seat of the first Christian bishopric north to the Alps. Despite a legend assigning its foundation to an alleged Briton king, St. Lucius, the first known bishop is one Asinio in 451 AD. After the invasion of the Ostrogoths, it was rechristened Theodoricopolis; in the 6th century it was conquered by the Franks. The city suffered several invasions, by the Magyars in 925-926, when the cathedral was destroyed, and by the Saracens (940 and 954), but afterwards it flourished thanks to its location, where the roads from several major Alpine transit routes come together and continue down the Rhine river. The routes had been already used under the Romans but acquired greater importance under the Ottonian dynasty of the Holy Roman Empire. Emperor Otto I appointed his vassal Hartpert as bishop of Chur in 958, giving the bishopric numerous privileges. In 1170 the bishop became a prince-bishop and kept total control over the road between Chur and Chiavenna.
Tall and tan and young and lonely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes
Each one she passes goes haaa
When she walks it's like a samba
That sways so sweet and swings so gently
That when she passes
Each one she passes goes haaa
Ooh but he watches so sadly
How can he tell her he loves her
Yes he would give his hide gladly
But each day when she walks to the sea
She looks ahead not at he
Tall and tan and young and lonely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes
She smiles but she doesn't see
Ooh but he watches so sadly
How can he tell her he loves her
Yes he would give his hide gladly
But each day when she walks to the sea
She looks ahead not at he
Tall and tan and young and lonely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes
She smiles but she doesn't see