Joe's Blog: 01/2011

04/01/2011

A VOICE TO DIE FOR

Ever since I discovered her I have been an ardent fan of hers, even though I'm not a follower of that type of music. She has a unique way of combining two styles to produce the kind of music angels must surely play in heaven.

Do listen right through. Notice the unusual drum beat, the musical range of her extraordinary voice, the contrast produced by the rich, deep voices of the backing choir. Do listen... and then listen again. I'm sure you'll find it a very rewarding experience.

Here's the youtube link and, below it, the lyrics..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=71rO7ezB5Qg

Quel cuor perdesti - per un miraggio.
Quel cuor tradisti - odiar di piu, non puo!
La mia voce senti - il suo dolor... o no ?
La tua spari, e io, pazza, t'aspetto!

Dimenticar... O non piu vivere
Ormai salvo... La notte... la notte... la notte...
Ah !...

Spente le stelle - Col pallido raggio di luna
Piange l'amore - Che si lancia come l'onda poi se ne va
Vuota, la notte - E la sua speranza breve
Ora sgorga l'amaro pianto - Un cuor ferito, disperato passa qua.

Dunque fuggisti - i sogni vuoti
Dunque perdersi - i brevi vortici

Dimenticar... etc.

Spente le stelle... etc.
Ah !...

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TRANSLATION OF THE "SALVE"

God save you Mary,
Lady of the Rocio,
moon, sun, north and guide,
and celestial shepherd.
God save you Mary.
All the people adore you
and repeat incessantly,
none is equal to you.
(Chorus - twice)
Olé ......etc.. I want to return to the Rocío,
to sing, full of faith, an "Olé" to the Virgin.
Olé .....etc.
God save you Mary,
Spring of tenderness.
Day and night, at you feet
we come to pray to you.
God save you Mary,
as beautiful as a rose.
Mother of mine, you are
virginally pure.
(Repeat chorus and fade)
Olé, ..... etc.

J'ATTENDRAI (English translation)

IN A PERFECT WORLD

Isn't it a shame,
so many people live and die in pain.
Noone knows their name,
and noone knows exactly who's to blame.
Devastated dreams,
(reality is rarely what it seems).
SO MUCH WE COULD DO.

But you and I
we do but cry,
yes,you and I
we cry.

In a perfect world,
there'd be no hunger.
In a perfect world,
there'd be no war
In a perfect world,
the rich would help the poor.
In a perfect world,
It wouldn't matter what you did before
'cause I would love you more and more and more.
In a perfect world,
I'd love you more and more and more.

Isn't it a shame?
Isn't it a shame?
ISN'T IT A SHAME?

In a perfect world,
there'd be no hunger.
In a perfect world,
There'd be no war.
In a perfect world,
the rich would help the poor.
In a perfect world,
it wouldn't matter what you did before
'cause I would love you more and more and more.
In aperfect world,
I'd love you more and more and more.
In a perfect world,
I'd love you more and more and more.

THOSE WERE THE DAYS - by Mary Hopkin

A very old Russian ballad composed by Boris Fomin. English lyrics by Gene Raskin.

Once upon a time, there was a tavern,
Where we used to raise a glass or two.
Remember how we laughed away the hours,
Think of all the great things we would do.

Those were the days, my friend,
We thought they'd never end
We'd sing and dance forever and a day.
We'd live the life we'd choose
We'd fight and never lose
For we were young and sure to have our way.
La La La La La La....

Then, the busy years went rushing by us.
We lost our starry notions on the way.
If, by chance, I'd see you in the tavern,
We'd smile at one another and we'd say:

Those were the days, my friend, etc...

Just tonight, I stood before the tavern,
Nothing seemed the way it used to be.
In the glass, I saw a strange reflection
Was that lonely woman really me?

Those were the days, my friend, etc....

Through the door, there came familiar laughter.
I saw your face and heard you call my name.
Oh, my friend, we're older but no wiser,
For in our hearts, the dreams are still the same.

Those were the days, my friend, etc...
La La La La La La La La La La La La........