Wouldn't it Be Embarassing if......................

Sorry, for the mistakes. Did a little crying of my own.

Here is 'bob's song' :

Como una promesa eres tú, eres tú,
como una mañana de verano,
como una sonrisa eres tú, eres tú,
así, así eres tú.

Toda mi esperanza eres tú, eres tú,
como lluvia fresca en mis manos,
como fuerte brisa eres tú, eres tú,
así , así eres tú.
Eres tú como el agua de mi fuente,
eres tú el fuego de mi hogar,
eres tú como el agua de mi fuente,
eres tú el fuego de mi hogar.

Como un poema eres tú, eres tú,
como una guitarra en la noche,
como el horizonte eres tú, eres tú,
así, así eres tú.



Eres tú como el agua de mi fuente,
eres tú el fuego de mi hogar,
eres tú como el agua de mi fuente,
eres tú el fuego de mi hogar.


I found it at a website that I posted at Abuzz a few times over the years.





Anderer Länder Folksongs of various Countries

<smile> I listened, ehBeth. Reminded me of Elvis Presley's song:

wise men say only fools rush in, but I can' help falling in love with you.

Thank you, honey...Now I must tear myself away from this fantastic forum and eat. Pity, that.

Roger, a few pages back I saw you had posted something about Waltzing Matilda. I decided to show this to you (and everyone), but please forgive me if it's become inappropriate after page 5. I was reading this entire thread, but stopped at the 5th page after you reminded me of this song. It's a folk ballad by Eric Bogle called "And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda". You should imagine it in a rather mournful minor key, sparse in instrumentation in order to accentuate the lyrics. See what you think of them:

[quote]Now when I was a young man I carried me pack
And I lived the free life of the rover.
From the Murray's green basin to the dusty outback,
Well, I waltzed my Matilda all over.
Then in 1915, my country said, "Son,
It's time you stop ramblin', there's work to be done."
So they gave me a tin hat, and they gave me a gun,
And they marched me away to the war.

And the band played "Waltzing Matilda,"
As the ship pulled away from the quay,
And amidst all the cheers, the flag waving, and tears,
We sailed off for Gallipoli.

And how well I remember that terrible day,
How our blood stained the sand and the water;
And of how in that hell that they call Suvla Bay
We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter.
Johnny Turk, he was waitin', he primed himself well;
He showered us with bullets, and he rained us with shell --
And in five minutes flat, he'd blown us all to hell,
Nearly blew us right back to Australia.

But the band played "Waltzing Matilda,"
When we stopped to bury our slain,
Well, we buried ours, and the Turks buried theirs,
Then we started all over again.

And those that were left, well, we tried to survive
In that mad world of blood, death and fire.
And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive
Though around me the corpses piled higher.
Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over head,
And when I woke up in me hospital bed
And saw what it had done, well, I wished I was dead --
Never knew there was worse things than dying.

For I'll go no more "Waltzing Matilda,"
All around the green bush far and free --
To hump tents and pegs, a man needs both legs,
No more "Waltzing Matilda" for me.

So they gathered the crippled, the wounded, the maimed,
And they shipped us back home to Australia.
The armless, the legless, the blind, the insane,
Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla.
And as our ship sailed into Circular Quay,
I looked at the place where me legs used to be,
And thanked Christ there was nobody waiting for me,
To grieve, to mourn and to pity.

But the band played "Waltzing Matilda,"
As they carried us down the gangway,
But nobody cheered, they just stood and stared,
Then they turned all their faces away.

And so now every April, I sit on my porch
And I watch the parade pass before me.
And I see my old comrades, how proudly they march,
Reviving old dreams of past glory,
And the old men march slowly, all bones stiff and sore,
They're tired old heroes from a forgotten war
And the young people ask "What are they marching for?"
And I ask meself the same question.

But the band plays "Waltzing Matilda,"
And the old men still answer the call,
But as year follows year, more old men disappear
Someday, no one will march there at all.

Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda.
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
And their ghosts may be heard as they march by that billabong,
Who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me?
[/quote]

Powerful anti-war song, eh? Now, it's back to page 5 for me!

Oh, ehBeth, I remember this song as well. Thank you for the link. It was so nice to hear it again.

Sweetcomplication,
that was , that is , a powerful song. I hope that each time before any Aussie lad is sent out "tin hat and a gun" in hand that this song is played.

For his President, for his dad, for his sweetheart, for his mum.




J

Okay, everyone, I don't know how to post as artfully as ehBeth, so I'll simply give you the link on which to click. Now, please don't go preaching at me because of the current situation, ok? I know, I know ... :wink:

http://members.aol.com/israelmidi/#FOLK


which includes 6 versions (I think I prefer #2) and lots of other beautiful songs as well ... sometimes not the best orchestrations, but, hey, you can't have everything :wink:

Joe, I'm so glad you like the song. The first time I actually heard it, I about fell out of my chair. It is so beautiful and so meaningful it brings me to tears every time. Joe, have you heard it?

Thanks, again, for your comments!

Sweetie

Sweetcomplication. I don't know why everyone thinks that Martin Luther King, Jr's Speech about "Let Freedom Ring" was his most profound. It was not.:

http://www.drmartinlutherkingjr.com/promised.htm

This man knew he was going to die.

Letty, I take it you're referring to my current choice of signature lines. It does not mean I believe it to be his most profound! There was a lot of squabbling about Jews on A2K that was very hurtful to me and I wanted to include a signature line for a bit that has his words including Jews along with all others ... I'm sorry if it bothers you. I will change it again anyway as I always do.

A stirring anthem, sweetcomplication.

sweetcomplication - to have a little fun with posting your links: when you select 'reply' and the reply box comes up - there are a bunch of toys above it - bold/italic/underline/quote/code/image and url. To post a link with a 'teaser' - hit the url button - a smaller box will come up for you to deposit your link in - then say ok - another small box will come up that says something like 'description' - type in your little hint there - hit ok again - your link will be 'under' your description after you 'submit'.

I'm quite sure there are more elegant descriptions of how to do this in the help forum, but this should get you started. JerryR is particularly gifted in amusing link presentation!

Enjoy!

Sweetie...not only do I love that song, I can sing it too... Used to be one of me standards when I was at school, playing the folk circuit....

Thanks for the posting of Eres tu which in English is It's you.

ehBeth, Thanks for the computer tips, but I'm still just a neophyte and couldn't get straight to the song, however, in this case, it might be nice because the entire site is so lovely!




I can also sing the song, can do so both in Hebrew and English - shall we get together for a duet? :wink:

Whoa...that would be an awesome thing...trading verses in Hebrew and English...

I was thinking the very same thing, Cav. Now, do you have the voice thingie hooked up to your computer or shall we meet 1/2 way in between our unfortunately distant locations? :wink:

Sweetcomplications and Cav, You guys woke me up with your singing.

SC, no way does your signature offend me. My goodness, child. I was just thinking how little attention the "mountain top" speech gets. I wasn't even aware that you were Jewish.

Ok, I have to admit that I got this from the web. My hindi not being very good (I know that is shameful) I was having a pretty difficult time translating it...

Thou art the ruler of the minds of all people,
Dispenser of India's destiny.
Thy name rouses the hearts of the Punjab,
Sind, Gujarat, and Maratha,
Of the Dravid, and Orissa and Bengal.
It echoes in the hills of Vindhyas and,
Himalayas, mingles in the music of the
Jamuna and the Ganges and is chanted by
the waves of the Indian sea.
The pray for the blessings,
and sing by the praise,
The saving of all people
waits in thy hand.
Thou dispenser of India's destiny,
Victory, victory, victory to thee.


And for those of you who know how to read music....

Try This

Gautam, How very lovely. I looked at the music which you provided, but didn't see a manuscript for piano. Thanks, Gautam

Sweetie, I would love to just go back to Cali, but finances forbid it at the moment, and no computer mike here....we will have to sing virtually, I'm afraid.

Check this out:

http://www.thenationalanthems.com/