Traduction de «color » (Anglais → Français) :

Color Graphics Adapter [ CGA | Colour Graphics Adapter | Colour Graphic Adapter | Colour Graphic Adaptor | color Graphics Adaptor | Color Graphics Adaptor | Color Graphic Adaptor | color/graphics card | color/graphics display adapter | color/graphics monitor adapter ]

a food colorant | food colorant | colorants in food | food colorants

color lookup table | CLUT | color look-up table | color table | color map | color palette

process color | process colour | four-color process color | 4-color process color | CMYK

color bar generator | color pattern generator | color-bar generator | colour bar generator | colour pattern generator | colour-bar generator

color blender | colour sampling operators | color mixer | colour sampling operator

follow coloring recipes | follow coloring recipes correctly | apply colouring recipes | apply colouring recipes correctly

burst signal | color burst | colour burst | color sync burst | color sync | color-sync signal | reference burst | burst | color-burst signal

Munsell soil colour chart [ Munsell soil color chart | Munsell colour chart | Munsell color chart | Munsell chart | Munsell color index | Munsell color system ]

artificial color [ synthetic colouring matter | synthetic coloring agent | synthetic colorant | artificial coloring agent ]

Wine with a profoundly aromatic intensity resultant of a balance of orange and brownish colors predominating the last, due to the oxidation of the wine coloring matter and the migration of extracted material from the cask.

(iv) if colour has been added to the processed egg, the words “Contains Colour” or “Colour Added”, or “Avec colorant” or “Additionné de colorant”,

An illustrated color booklet is also included, describing some of Canada's history and how this person helped to shape the country.

I live in the heart of a lost country yet one I've never left I was born here I'll die here a country that is no more but follows me everywhere I'd like to get out which I couldn't do they'd like to drive me out which they couldn't do sometimes it's so small that despite its great river and its lakes it's no bigger than a teardrop and sometimes so huge it goes on forever I took possession of it at birth proud discoverer out of my mother's womb like a caravel come from far beyond La Rochelle a country like the one I built in my childhood on Lake Saint Pierre among the cattails and reeds I put down my roots in the soil of legends so that the tree of my life draws the sap of poetry there a country of summers where fire my friend comes down fro ...[+++]m the zenith to swim with me a country of autumns where my inner forests sang flames of all colors a northern country with frosty eyes ice storm suns burning on snow a country where big flakes of snow geese melted into the pure air of spring in my country we're so crazy for beauty that meadow flowers turn into swallows and fly off on feathers of blue fragrance so crazy with music the icicles on the eves sound like a glass keyboard under little mallets of cold so crazy with magic that we see trees in January turn into great snowy owls under their down of frost so crazy for love that we stroke the skin of days and every river is a naked woman smiling on a bed of light no one dies in my country at every family gathering some of my most distant ancestors even those from 1663 from St-François du Havre de Grâce turn up with their instruments and start dancing if it happens one day I lose my lost country I'll become like the haggard homeless man who on winter nights at the end of a blind alley among trash and garbage cans makes his only home a dirty cardboard box