Merry Christmas Everyone [Song]

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MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE
By the Soca Parang Serenaders

Merry Christmas everyone!
Peace and love, joy and celebration.
Merry Christmas everyone!
Peace and love, joy and celebration.

I never see a parang side so
Going house to house by people that they ent know
I join the band in front by Sharon
And when I reach the door, we started singing this one.

Merry Christmas everyone!
Peace and love, joy and celebration.
Merry Christmas everyone!
Peace and love, joy and celebration.

I join the band not just for Christmas cheer
I hear it have plenty Spanish woman living down here
I looking for wife, me ent have no shame
So I moving with the band, playing the game.

Merry Christmas everyone!
Peace and love, joy and celebration.
Merry Christmas everyone!
Peace and love, joy and celebration.

Well, I reach and I feeling great [oh ya yea]
What a feast, I full up a plate [oh ya yea]
I go sing, I go sing, I go sing some parang [oh ya yea]
And I bring, yes I bring, yes I bring the gang.

Merry, merry Christmas everyone!
Peace and love, joy and celebration.
Merry, merry Christmas everyone!
Peace and love, joy and celebration.

Every year I does make mih barrel of rum
But this year I decide that I ent making none
I paranging hard with no liquor
And every house I hit, I drinking out the chaser.

So Merry Christmas everyone!
Peace and love, joy and celebration.
Merry Christmas everyone!
Peace and love, joy and celebration.

The fellas pass by me and they tief everything
But I ent get horrors, 'cause I love mih paranging
I decide to fall in and join the session
Dis one only telling me how he love Spanish woman

Merry Christmas everyone!
Peace and love, joy and celebration.
Merry Christmas everyone!
Peace and love, joy and celebration.

I join the band 'cause I 'fraid for people to come by me
'Cause I ent clean up yet, I doh want nobody see
My rooms ent paint up, mih curtains ent wash
So I going house to house looking for mih paintbrush.

Merry Christmas everyone!
Peace and love, joy and celebration.
Merry Christmas everyone!
Peace and love, joy and celebration.

I was on the corner when the parang band pass
I say I go follow them to get some drinks in mih glass
The parang was easy, it wasn't no fuss
And when they strike it up, I join in with the chorus.

Merry Christmas everyone!
Peace and love, joy and celebration.
Merry Christmas everyone!
Peace and love, joy and celebration.

Merry Christmas everyone!
Peace and love, joy and celebration.
Merry Christmas everyone!
Peace and love, joy and celebration.

Merry, merry Christmas everyone!
Peace and love, joy and celebration.
So Merry Christmas everyone!
Peace and love, joy and celebration...

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................
 
A Note From The Gull


Thank you, Soca Parang Serenaders!

Merry Christmas everyone! Peace and love, joy and celebration.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

My Crew [Song]

Uploaded by 60s70sVintageRock
MY CREW
By Rita Coolidge

Can I sing a song for you, my crew?
Like the song I used to play with you?

I was gone so long before you missed me
I didn't even know I was a gypsy
I'm singing this song because my eyes are misty
'Cause we're through, [we're through, we're through] my crew.

There's that cross we'll cross again, my friends
And the song that we will play will have no end.

We'll sail a sea of song like a band of gypsies
We'll lay our burdens down and play for free
We'll laugh and cry as eagles die
And we'll be coming home one day [one day, one day]
Let the music play!

We'll sail a sea of song like a band of gypsies
We'll lay our burdens down and play for free
We'll laugh and cry as eagles die
And we'll be coming home one day [one day, one day]
Let the music play!.....

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................


A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Rita Coolidge  

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

"Suffering is the Pain of Constraints" - Raoul Vaneigem

"Suffering is the pain of constraints. An atom of pure delight, no matter how small, will hold it at bay. To work on the side of delight and authentic festivity can hardly be distinguished from preparing for a general insurrection.

In our times, people are invited to take part in a gigantic hunt with myths and received ideas as quarry, but for safety’s sake they are sent without weapons, or, worse, with paper weapons of pure speculation, into the swamp of constraints where they finally stick. Perhaps we will get our first taste of delight by pushing the ideologists of demystification in front of us, so that we can see how they make out, and either take advantage of their exploits or advance over their bodies.

As Rosanov says, men are crushed under the wardrobe. Without lifting up the wardrobe it is impossible to deliver whole peoples from their endless and unbearable suffering. It is terrible that even one man should be crushed under such a weight: to want to breathe, and not to be able to. The wardrobe rests on everybody, and everyone gets his inalienable share of suffering. And everybody tries to lift up the wardrobe, but not with the same conviction, not with the same energy. A curious groaning civilization.

Thinkers ask themselves: “What? Men under the wardrobe? However did they get there?” All the same, they got there. And if someone comes along and proves in the name of objectivity that the burden can never be removed, each of his words adds to the weight of the wardrobe, that object which he means to describe with the universality of his ‘objective consciousness’. And the whole Christian spirit is there, fondling suffering like a good dog and handing out photographs of crushed but smiling men. “The rationality of the wardrobe is always the best”, proclaim the thousands of books published every day to be stacked in the wardrobe. And all the while everyone wants to breathe and no-one can breathe, and many say “We will breathe later”, and most do not die, because they are already dead.

It is now or never."

SOURCE: The Revolution of the Everyday Life by Raoul Vaneigem. Chapter 3.

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A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Raoul Vaneigem.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

Pope Francis might jettison idea of a 'just war'. -- Maria J. Stephan

Pope Francis might jettison idea of a ‘just war’.
By Maria J. Stephan | Crux: taking the Catholic Pulse | May 26, 2016.

"Developed in the fifth century A.D. by St. Augustine, the doctrine of a “just war” empowers rulers to wage war only as a last resort to confront grave wrongs. As Augustine wrote: “Peace should be the object of your desire; war should be waged only as a necessity.”

Later, the Summa Theologica, written by St. Thomas Aquinas in the 1260s and 1270s, clarified that war could only be waged by a properly instituted authority like the state, that it could not occur for purposes of self-gain, and that attaining peace must be its central aim.

Though the Catholic Church’s “just war” doctrine has been modified over the centuries – accounting for things like new technologies and the changing nature of warfare – its basic principles remain the same.

As the 1992 Catechism of the Catholic Church describes, in order for the Church to sanction engaging in a war, “the damage inflicted by the aggressor on the nation or community of nations must be lasting, grave, and certain; all other means of putting an end to [the conflict] must have been shown to be impractical or ineffective; there must be serious prospects of success; [and] the use of arms must not produce evils and disorders graver than the evil to be eliminated.”

But it seems that Pope Francis – who is by all accounts a progressive thinker, unafraid to challenge old Church doctrines – might welcome a debate over the church’s foundational tenets on war and peace.

“Faith and violence are incompatible,” he repeated in a 2013 mass prayer gathering at the Vatican. Like his predecessors of the past 50 years, he has called for the abolition of war. But this pontiff has gone one step further in pressing for nonviolent alternatives.

In his letter to a recent Rome conference, he exhorted participants to revitalize the tools of “active nonviolence.” It was a call, in other words, to challenge the idea of “just war” and to propose an alternative paradigm.

The concept of “just peace” is not new. It first emerged in the United States in the mid-1980s, when an interdenominational group of Christian scholars advanced alternatives to war that culminated in a just-peace framework.

It included practices like supporting nonviolent direct action; cooperative conflict resolution; advancing democracy, human rights, and religious liberty; fostering just and sustainable economic development; and encouraging grassroots peacemaking groups and voluntary associations.

The inter-religious dialogue expanded to include Jewish and Islamic traditions, focusing on the scriptural and practical meanings of “just peace” in the three Abrahamic traditions. The scholarly dialogue resulted in the creation of an Abrahamic framing of an interfaith just-peacemaking paradigm that was later published in book form.

Given the power of modern warfare, and the second- and third-order effects of unleashing conflicts (even for presumably “just” causes), many participants at the Rome conference came seeking a bold new direction for the Church.

The fact that most came from contexts of extreme violence and injustice in Africa, the Americas, Asia, Europe, and the Middle East made the conversations all the more visceral and meaningful.

For some at the Rome conference, the pope’s endorsement of the gathering was long overdue for the church. Many of those in attendance, like Sister Nazek Matty from Erbil, Iraq, had known war for years and were sick of it. She and other participants pressed the church to place greater focus on nonmilitary responses to the Islamic State and expand the creative imagination to fight injustices with active nonviolent means.

During one of the plenary sessions, Father Francisco José de Roux, a Jesuit priest from Colombia, decried how, since the mid-1960s, supporters of both the government and FARC insurgents, including local priests, have justified violence in the name of a “just war.” The outcome? Nearly 50 years of civil war.

Other Catholic leaders in Colombia have supported nonviolent civic action and “zones of peace” to keep armed groups out of local communities and have helped advance peace talks expected to culminate in a final settlement later this year. By putting a just-peace approach at the center of its work, the Catholic Church in Colombia opened multiple avenues to effective nonviolent action.

One key exchange at the conference illustrated how just peace could make a big difference.

Ugandan Archbishop John Baptist Odama of Gulu described how, after a round of bloody tit-for-tat killings in the government’s long-running war against Joseph Kony’s Lord’s Resistance Army, an inter-religious group won the trust of the two sides and employed effective shuttle diplomacy to stop the violence. The group helped mediate a cease-fire between the two sides, showing that nonviolent tools can open channels of communication and produce results even in the fight against extremism.

If dialogue and mediation are two critical skills in a just-peace arsenal, so, too, is nonviolent resistance, whose tactics include marches, boycotts, and strikes.

Jean-Marie Muller, the French leader of the Movement for a Nonviolent Alternative, described how nonviolent action through history has laid the necessary groundwork for successful negotiations between conflicting parties. He cited Martin Luther King Jr.’s “Letter From a Birmingham Jail,” which highlighted the complementary nature of dialogue and direct action.

Pietro Ameglio, a Uruguayan activist working with SERPAJ México, a human rights organization, insisted during the conference that only “organized civil disobedience” would sufficiently pressure drug lords and government authorities to stop rampant abuses in Mexico.

Responding to the participants’ demands for solutions, the final document produced by the conference called on the church to “promote nonviolent practices and strategies,” including “nonviolent resistance, restorative justice, trauma healing, unarmed civilian protection, conflict transformation, and peacebuilding strategies.”

As envisioned in the document, these approaches could then be integrated at all levels – in churches, universities, and field-based activities.

Advocates of a shift from just war to just peace will inevitably be confronted with tough cases, like what to do about the Islamic State. Although no pope since the 1960s has invoked just-war criteria to defend a war, what church leaders say about the use of military force carries weight.

When Archbishop Silvano Tomasi, the Holy See’s ambassador to the U.N. in Geneva, said in 2015 that force is necessary to protect minorities against genocide at the hands of the Islamic State, it was considered an “unusually blunt” statement. Similarly, Pope Benedict XVI’s strong endorsement of the responsibility to protect (R2P) – the 2005 U.N. General Assembly resolution that permits international military intervention in instances of genocide and crimes against humanity – was significant.

However, the U.S. Conference of Catholic Bishops refused to support military action in Libya, a sign that the church is hardly a monolithic, single-minded organization on critical issues.

While one could argue that the just-war doctrine helps policymakers and ordinary citizens navigate the most difficult situations, many at the Vatican conference disagreed, arguing instead that the emphasis on just war limited the potential for creative alternatives to violence.

Cardinal Peter Turkson, the president of the Pontifical Council for Justice and Peace, one of the two co-conveners of the conference along with Pax Christi International, a peace-building organization, expressed concern that just war has too often been used to rationalize wars that produce more harm than good.

Marie Dennis, co-president of Pax Christi, similarly noted that just war has been “used and abused by political leaders.”

The reality is that just peace has long been a potent force in the church’s history, despite the prevailing power of just war. The conference should build on this very real legacy.

To be sure, the Roman Catholic Church has, at times, sided with dictatorships and other repressive regimes. But Catholic leaders and institutions have also stood on the front lines of a number of nonviolent struggles for peace and dignity.

Pope John Paul II sided firmly with the Polish Solidarity movement during its nonviolent resistance to communist dictatorship in the 1980s. When East Timor, vying for self-determination and independence from Indonesia, challenged its brutal occupation nonviolently and was met with violence, church leaders vocally denounced Jakarta’s human right abuses.

The Church was boldest in its support for nonviolent resistance against Ferdinand Marcos’s dictatorship in the Philippines in the 1980s. Although a rebel force, the New People’s Army attempted to topple Marcos’s corrupt and oppressive regime with violence; church leaders, by contrast, insisted on unarmed resistance.

As two of the Rome conference organizers, Fathers John Dear and Ken Butigan, noted, in this case rhetoric was backed by action. First, the International Fellowship of Reconciliation, an ecumenical Christian organization dedicated to nonviolent social change, led dozens of nonviolent action workshops across the Philippines.

After attending a workshop, Cardinal Jaime Sin, the highest-ranking Catholic official in the country, joined the Catholic Bishops’ Conference of the Philippines in calling for a “nonviolent struggle for justice.” This training, along with a sophisticated election-monitoring mission led by nuns and priests, paved the way for the mass “people power” movement that prevented Marcos from stealing the 1986 presidential elections.

More than a million unarmed Filipinos, together with units of the military that refused orders to shoot at the peaceful protestors, challenged violence with nonviolent resistance and won.

To take its work on “just peace” to the next, practical level, the Church should prioritize investment in teaching and training that brings together these dialogical and action-oriented nonviolent approaches. Empirical evidence that nonviolent resistance is overwhelmingly more effective than armed struggle was already cited in the conference’s final document.

While the conference cited Pope Francis’s massive prayer vigil in St. Peter’s Square in September 2013 to condemn military action in Syria, what if the Church galvanized similar support for those Syrians (including Christians) who have, since March 2011, been committed to nonviolently challenging both dictatorship and violent extremism?

But it can also begin the hard work of forcing political leaders to consider new options – now.

Rather than getting bogged down in debates over whether military force to save the Yazidis is justified (a debate that would likely prove to be unnecessarily divisive), the Church should call for nonviolent, nonmilitary options to confront violent extremism.

For example, there are numerous ways to erode or undermine the moral and material power of the Islamic State, Boko Haram in Nigeria, and al-Shabab in Kenya and the Horn of Africa that don’t involve military strikes. Amplifying the voices of defectors, financially supporting local self-organization, investing in strategic satire, and transferring knowledge and skills about how organized nonviolent resistance targeting these groups has won small victories in Syria, Iraq, and Kenya are only a few nonmilitary tools.

The Church should work with academics and practitioners to establish a firm evidence base for these nonmilitary interventions and then advocate for them locally, regionally, and internationally. That would be a concrete way to put meat on the bones of “just peace” while mainstreaming the principles, tools, and approaches at all levels of the Church – from the Vatican to national bishops’ conferences to dioceses and local parishes.

Catholic universities and peace-building organizations such as Pax Christi, Mercy Corps, Caritas International, and Catholic Relief Services are well-placed to integrate dialogue with nonviolent collective action approaches in their education and field operations. They could ally with umbrella organizations like the Alliance for Peacebuilding, plus nonviolent action and movement-building organizations like Rhize and the International Center on Nonviolent Conflict, and civilian protection organizations like Nonviolent Peaceforce that are advancing effective nonmilitary solutions on the ground.

If the Church joined forces with other Christian denominations, along with Muslim and Jewish leaders and institutions, to prioritize areas of collaboration focused on Abrahamic peacemaking, the effect would be even more powerful.

One doesn’t need to be Catholic or even a religious person to appreciate what went down in Rome. But now, the sense of grassroots urgency needs to be channeled into focused planning and coalition building in order to shift resources and give just peace a fighting chance."

Maria J. Stephan is a senior policy fellow at the United States Institute of Peace and a nonresident senior fellow at the Atlantic Council. SOURCE

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A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Maria J. Stephan.

I look forward now to an examination of how and why capital punishment is being countenanced by Roman Catholics.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

Veni, Sancte Spiritus [Hymn]

Uploaded by Diocese of St. Benedict
VENI, SANCTE SPIRITUS
Sung by John Michael Talbot
Based on the prayer ascribed to Stephen Langton,
Archbishop of Canterbury (+ 1228)

Holy Spirit, Lord of Light,
From the clear celestial height.
Thy pure beaming radiance give.

Come now Father of the poor,
Come with treasures to endure;
Come now Light of all that live!

Light immortal, Light divine,
Visit now these hearts of Thine,
And our inmost being fill
For without Your Grace all turns to ill.

Veni, sancte spiritus, veni, sancte spiritus, veni, sante spiritus.

Heal our wounds, our strength renew;
On our dryness pour Thy dew,
Wash the stains of guilt away.

Bend our stubborn heart and will;
Melt the frozen, warm the chill;
Guide our steps when we go astray.

Light immortal, Light divine,
Visit now these hearts of Thine,
And our inmost being fill
For without Your Grace all turns to ill.

Veni, sancte spiritus, veni, sancte spiritus, veni, sancte spiritus.

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................


A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Stephen Langton, John Michael Talbot and St. Augustine.

"WE ARE AN EASTER PEOPLE AND ALLELUIA IS OUR SONG!" 

--St Augustine -354-430 AD

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

The Gold in Africa [Song]

Uploaded by Liam's Rekkids
THE GOLD OF AFRICA
By The Growling Tiger [1935]
Accompanied by Gerald Clark and his Caribbean Serenaders

The gold, the gold,
The gold, the gold
The gold in Africa,
Mussolini want from the Emperor.

Abyssinia appealed to the League for peace
Mussolini actions were like a beast
A villain, a thief, a highway robber
And a shameless dog for a dictator.

He crossed the border and added more
The Emperor had no intentions for war
That man, I call a criminal
The man destroyed churches and hospitals.

He said expansion he really need
He have 45 million heads to feed
Why he don't attack the Japanese,
England, France or hang on on Germany?

The man want to kill King Haile Selassie
To enslave his territory
They began to cry for food and water
In that burning deserts of Africa.

We have diamond, ruby and pearl
Platinum, silver and even gold
I don't know why the man making so much strife
I now believe he want Haile Selassie wife.

If he want gold as a dictator
Try in Demerara
Venezuela or Canada
Austro-Hungary or else in America.

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................


A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Growling Tiger.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

Poppy Day [Song]

Uploaded by Ryland Burhans
POPPY DAY
By Lord Executor
This rendition by Ryland Burhans
The lyrics provided below were transcribed from Lord Executor's original.

I don't know how you take it but I know
On Flanders Field the poppies grow
I don't know how you take it but I know
On Flanders Field the poppies grow
Oh, what a wonderful sight to see
The poppies are growing abundantly
Upon the graves of the braves who fought for victory
And conquered Germany.

Never yet in human memory
Both from sacred and political history
Has such a mournful devastation
Fallen upon the realms of civilisation
So let us go to the poppies and the field
See the army of men that refused to yield
It was German brutality
But it is Britain victory in this colony.

There is an angel standing upright
And you know, she faces the light
There is a soldier kneeling beside
His fallen comrade who must have died
But the most that sink in of all
Is the mother whose tears of sorrow must fall
It is memory of Britannia, it is a name there forever
In this colony.

Whenever the 11th of November draw near
In every church and chapel, we sing the prayer
Silence! One minute! Hush!
Make no noise! No impetuous rush
When the organ roll and the singing starts
The solemn benediction is to touch your hearts
With a flower to the honour and the name
Of eternal Britannia forevermore.

In honour of Britain's famous battle cry
This poppy shall never fade nor die
Wear it in sanctification in your home
On your bike, on your car, wherever you roam
I, myself, shall wear it upon my breast
In memory of those men that have done their best
So let it ever be in everlasting memory
Throughout this colony.

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................


A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Lord Executor, and also to Ryland Burhans for keeping the music alive.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

Blessing Me [Song]

Uploaded by Rem Bunction
BLESSING ME
By Isaac Blackman

Yeah, world changers!
I know what His love is, yay!

Whole day the Father blessing me [blessing me]
Whole day the Father blessing me [blessing me]
Whole day the Father, woy! [blessing me]
Whole day the Father blessing me [blessing me]
Whole day the Father giving me life, ey-ey! [blessing me]
Whole day the Father take away mih strife, oh-oh! [blessing me]
Whole day the Father make it right, ey! [blessing me]
Ey, yeah-hey, loving me always [blessing me]
So wey yuh say? Put yuh hand in the air.
Are you feeling right? 'Cause it coming your way.
Said He blessing yuh right up, ------------- straight up
Keep blessing yuh, oy-oy,  keep blessing yuh, oy-oy.

Ey, Hello, Good night, Good morning, Good Day
Whatever time you listening to this song, wey-ey!
A real good vibes I bringing, wey-ey!
Full of life and meaning
The life you living is a blessing, a blessing
The air you breathing is a blessing, blessing
The food you cooking is a blessing, blessing
All the beauty that you seeing,
Boy, you know that is a blessing?

Whole day the Father blessing me [blessing me]
Whole day the Father blessing me [blessing me]
Whole day the Father, woy! [blessing me]
Whole day the Father blessing me [blessing me]
Whole day the Father giving me life, ey-ey!  [blessing me]
Whole day the Father take away mih strife, oh-oh! [blessing me]
Whole day the Father make it right, ey! [blessing me]
Yeah-hey, loving me always [blessing me]
So wey yuh say? Put yuh hand in the air
Are you feeling right? 'Cause it coming your way
Said He blessing yuh right up, ------------- straight up
Keep blessing yuh, oy-oy,  keep blessing yuh, oy-oy!

Eye, I not thinking 'bout no bad mind, ey-ey!
Say dis here now is my time, yey yey!
I receiving my mih blessing, woy-woy!
Now check mih feet, I dancing, dancing
This ground that I walking on, is blessing, blessing
That land that I living, boy, is blessing, blessing
Nobody can diss me, [diss me] boy, they cyah resist me [sis me]
'Cause the Father pouring down He blessing all over me.

Whole day the Father blessing me [blessing me]
Whole day the Father blessing me [blessing me]
Whole day the Father, woy! [blessing me]
Whole day the Father blessing me [blessing me]
Whole day the Father giving me life, ey-ey! [blessing me]
Whole day the Father take away mih strife, oh-oh! [blessing me]
Whole day the Father make it right, ey! [blessing me]
Ey-hey, loving me always [blessing me]
So wey yuh say? Put yuh hand in the air
Are you feeling right? 'Cause it coming your way
Said He blessing yuh right up, ------------- straight up
Keep blessing yuh, oy-oy,  keep blessing yuh, oy-oy!

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................
 

A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Isaac Blackman, for sharing your blessings.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

Blessing after Blessing [Song]

Uploaded by Positive Media
BLESSING AFTER BLESSING
By Positive

Woy! Pour a blessing over me, yey-yey-yey!
Keep it flowing, flowing, flowing
Just keep it flowing, flowing, flowing
Blessing after blessing and nothing cyah hold it back
What is for me, oh yes, it will be
Me nah go make dem steal my joy, steal my joy, steal my joy
A blessing for you and a blessing for me
Blessing after blessing and nothing cyah hold it back
What is for me, oh yes, it will be
Me nah go make dem steal my joy, steal my joy, steal my joy
A blessing for you and a blessing for me.

'Cause Him promise to provide [blessing it]
Everything my heart desires [blessing it]
As long as my delight is in the Lord
So I'll bless His holy name
'Cause His promises remain forever and ever
Doh make nobody trick you
Blessings flowing over here like a fountain
Doh make nobody trick you, no!

Hands up to the sky eye-eye-eye-eye as the Father pours
Blessing after blessing and nothing cyah hold it back
What is for me, oh yes, it will be
Me nah go make dem steal my joy, steal my joy, steal my joy
A blessing for you and a blessing for me
Blessing after blessing and nothing cyah hold it back
What is for me, oh yes, it will be
Me nah go make dem steal my joy, steal my joy, steal my joy
A blessing for you and a blessing for me.

Everywhere I look is blessing, favour all over me
All because I put my Jesus in front of everything
Drink it up, drink it up
Come the river of living water, drink it up, drink it up
Nah go thirst again, [no]
This will never stop flow from my Father
And my vessel will be full to the sky
It is like an overflow in here, [overflow in here] oh-oh-oh
It's blessing in abundance!

Blessing after blessing and nothing cyah hold it back
What is for me, oh yes, it will be
Me nah go make dem steal my joy, steal my joy, steal my joy
A blessing for you and a blessing for me
Blessing after blessing and nothing cyah hold it back
What is for me, oh yes, it will be
Me nah go make dem steal my joy, steal my joy, steal my joy
A blessing for you and a blessing for me
Blessing after blessing [blessing after blessing]
Blessing after blessing
Blessing after blessing
Blessing after blessing
Blessing after blessing
Only the anointed [blessing after blessing]
Flowing from my head down to my feet [blessing after blessing]
Feel the Spirit move [blessing after blessing]
It's the blessing of the Lord
Blessing after blessing and nothing cyah hold it back
What is for me, oh yes, it will be
Me nah go make dem steal my joy, steal my joy, steal my joy
A blessing for you and a blessing for me
Blessing after blessing and nothing cyah hold it back
What is for me, oh yes, it will be
Me nah go make dem steal my joy, steal my joy, steal my joy
A blessing for you and a blessing for me

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................


A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Positive.  

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

The Future Belongs To Me [Song]

Uploaded by rodney. julius
THE FUTURE BELONGS TO ME
By David Rudder

There's is a new self-awareness in many young people
They saying, "I am in control of who I am."
Dope is a deceiver, a sweet eye from the Devil
That takes you for a ride then drops you bram!
But my body is a temple, my body is a shrine
I can't let passers-by pollute my stream
No, no, no, me ent able with no substance to blow my mind
Drugs can't interrupt my life, my dream.

Because I take full responsibility for all that goes down inside of me
And dope is death in disguise so now I've opened my eyes
With my health, my greatest wealth, no compromise.

And it's so cool to be drug free, so cool to be healthy
I say, Bom bo-bo dom, watch me! Bom bo-bo dom, ire.
Confident, self-assured, rebellious if need be
But I'm free so the future belongs to me, oh!

Illegal drugs and its pushers have a single motto
That is to hang you like a puppet from their line
And so they push you and they push you and they step on your ego
Just to separate your body from your mind
Legal drugs like tobacco are standing at the gate
Inviting you, "Ey, there must be something more.
You young, you hip and you macho, it's time to graduate."
But you've got to win this tug of war.

You just say:
"I take full responsibility for all that goes down inside of me.
And I'm not walking the line 'cause my life must not lose its shine 
And no artificial boosters to blow my mind."

And it's so cool to be drug free, so cool to be healthy
I say, Bom bo-bo dom, watch me! Bom bo-bo dom, ire.
Confident, self-assured, rebellious if need be
But I'm free and so the future belongs to me.

Drugs is the poison but the label misplaced 
A certified killer with a smile 'pon it face 
Feed yuh good feeling and kill your confidence 
Take away your dollars and take away your cents. 

More and more young people are saying, "No way, sah! 
We will not be used as pushers' pawns!
No damn drug baron going to build no empire 
On my senses which I need to carry on."
Economics will tell you once there is no demand
The glut will surely kill the vicious trade
Let them know they can't sell you, leave it on their hands
The quality of life they can't degrade.

You say:
"I take full responsibility for all that goes down inside of me."
And society bears the strain, economy feels the drain
Today's youths don't want no mush, you want your brain.

 And it's so cool to be drug free, so cool to be healthy
I say, Bom bo-bo dom, watch me! Bom bo-bo dom, ire.
Confident, self-assured, rebellious if need be
And I'm free and so the future belongs to me, oh-oh!

You can't hesitate, you must get a taste
Putting the thing through the holes in your face
Youth nowadays, them ah draw the line
Self preservation, each and every time.

This is your turning period if you're on a substance
Because you possess the will to say, "No more!"
Thousands of trained people will grab you at the first chance
To make your life as useful as before
Parents pop tranquilizers, prescriptions they abuse
All these double standards have to go
Positive influences, you have to produce
There must be no dark cloud in this rainbow.

Children say:
"I take full responsibility for all that goes down inside of me."
Dope is death, dope is strife, it cuts you up like a knife
Children push and fight, there must be a better life.

So cool to be drug free, so cool to be healthy
I say, Bom bo-bo dom, watch me! Bom bo-bo dom, ire.
Confident, self-assured, rebellious if need be
But I'm free and so the future belongs to me
It's so cool to be drug free, so cool to be healthy
Bom bo-bo dom, watch me! Bom bo-bo dom, ire.
Confident, self-assured, rebellious if need be...

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................
 

A Note From The Gull

Thank you, David Rudder.  

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

Our Message [Song]

Uploaded by JoeTheTrini
OUR MESSAGE
Performed by The Love Movement Youth
Composed by Bernadette Scott

Free sex will mash up, mash up your body-dy,
It's a sign of promiscuity
Young boy, young girl we speaking to you-you,
To your own self, please be true.
Hand in hand we'll form an army-my,
Waging war against immorality.

You're telling us to have safe sex, we must condomize
But we are not foolish, we know that is a pack of lies.
We may be young, but we know in our mind and heart
That type of advice is only tearing our lives apart.
The only words we want to hear from you,
Are words of encouragement that are really true.

Just tell us:
The only safe sex is marital sex,
Tell us any thing else, we'll get vex, vex, vex
Teach us to have some dignity, say we must practice chastity.
The only safe sex is marital sex,
Tell us any thing else, we'll get vex, vex, vex,
Tell us we have the ability to live a life of dignity.

Ey boy, me calling, everybody inna dis here country,
We waging war against immorality,
We coming together inna this here island
Because dignity and chastity go hand in hand, come now!

Treat us with respect, tell us have self control,
Don't insult us by believing we want to follow in your mold.
For our bodies and minds, show respect and concern,
We want the correct advice, from your example we will learn.
The only words we want to hear from you,
Are words of encouragement that are really true.

Just tell us:
The only safe sex is marital sex,
Tell us any thing else we'll get vex, vex, vex
Teach us to have some dignity, say we must practice chastity.
The only safe sex is marital sex,
Tell us any thing else, we'll get vex, vex, vex,
Tell us we have the ability, to live a life of dignity.

Ey, come me say, come follow me man, come follow me woman
That type of life leads to destruction, boy!
Show respect, show us some concern
Because from your example, we will learn.

You keep on telling us, don't let drugs mess with your head,
[Don't let it mess with your head boy!]
Don't drink and drive or you will end up dead.
But you encourage us to abuse our bodies,
Is it because you 'fraid pregnancy?
Are you scared we will get AIDS and pass on the HIV disease?
Oh God, we ask you to put a hand,
Change the minds of the leaders in our land
For the youth today we pray, help us in every way.

The only safe sex is marital sex,
Tell us any thing else, we'll get vex, vex, vex
Teach us to have some dignity, say we must practice chastity.
The only safe sex is marital sex,
Tell us any thing else, we'll get vex, vex, vex,
Tell us we have the ability to live a life of dignity.

Come me say, God me love, me no love Satan,
[Free sex will mash up, mash up your body-dy]
[It's a sign of promiscuity]
All de people, allyuh put up allyuh hand
[Young boy, young girl, we speaking to you-you]
God me love, me no love Satan,
[To your own self, please be true]
All gifted people, allyuh put up allyuh hand
[Hand in hand we'll form an army-my]
We urging all the youths in Trinidad and Tobago
[Waging war against immorality.]
Promiscuity is NOT the way to go
[Free sex will mash up, mash up your body-dy]
We say, use yuh head, have some dignity
[It's a sign of promiscuity]
Do the right thing and practice CHASTITY! yeah!

Lyrics source with minor edits.
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A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Bernadette Scott and the Love Movement Youth.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

Maa Sunao Mujhe Woh Kahani [Song]

Uploaded by Devindra Seunarine
MAA SUNAO MUJHE WOH KAHANI
Performed by Anuradha Hansraj and Drupatee
Lyrics by Nandlal Pathak

La la-la la, la la-la la-la

Maa, Maa, Maa, Maa...

Maa, Sunao Mujhe Woh Kahani
Jisme Raja Naa Ho Naa Ho Rani
Maa, Sunao Mujhe Woh Kahani
Jisme Raja Naa Ho Naa Ho Rani.

Mama, please tell me the story where there is no King or Queen.

Jo Hamari Tumhari Katha Ho
Jo Sabhi Ke Hiday Ki Vyatha Ho
Jo Hamari Tumhari Katha Ho
Jo Sabhi Ke Hiday Ki Vyatha Ho
Gandh Jisme Bhari Ho Dhara Ki
Baat Jisme Naa Ho Apsara Ki
Ho Naa Paria Jaha Aasmani
Maa Sunao Mujhe Woh Kahani
Jisme Raja Naa Ho Naa Ho Rani
Maa Sunao Mujhe Woh Kahani
Jisme Raja Naa Ho Naa Ho Rani.

The story that relates to you and to me. The story that tells about the anguish of every heart. The story that is filled with the fragrance of the world. A story that does not talk about celestial damsels, or pretty angels in the heavens. Mama, please tell me the story where there is no King or Queen.

Wo kahani jo hansna sikha de
Pet ki bhookh ko jo bhula de
Wo kahani jo hansna sikha de
Pet ki bhookh ko jo bhula de
Jisme sach ki bhari chaandni ho
Jisme um'meed ki roshni ho
Jisme na ho kahani puraani
Maa Sunao Mujhe Woh Kahani
Jisme Raja Naa Ho Naa Ho Rani
Maa Sunao Mujhe Woh Kahani
Jisme Raja Naa Ho Naa Ho Rani.

Tell me the story that will teach me to smile, a story that will make me forget my hunger. One which is filled with the moonlight of truth and rays of hope. A story which is not old and often repeated. Mama, please tell me the story where there is no King or Queen.. The story that gives hope.

Lyrics and translation source.
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A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Anuradha Hansraj and Drupatee. Thank you, my Mama, and all the mothers all over the world who, by their devotion teach us that home, security, treasure and safety are created best by hearts. For some of us, we have found nothing else that can compare. For some of us, the time when our mothers were our entire world, is the time we continue to treasure the most.

Jagjit Singh sings in Wo Kagaz ki kashti, wo barish ka pani :

"Yeh Daulat Bhi Le Lo,

Yeh Shohrat Bhi Le Lo,

Bhale Chheen Lo Mujhse Se Meri Jawani

Magar Mujhko Lauta Do bachpan Ka Sawan

Wo Kagaz Ki Kashti, wo Baarish Ka Paani

Wo Kagaz Ki Kashti, wo Baarish Ka Paani

Wo Kagaz Ki Kashti, wo Baarish Ka Paani..."

Take this money, take this fame as well, 

snatch my youth from me if you so wish, 

but return to me those rains of childhood, 

that paper boat, that rain-water..."

to which I add ...and Mama.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

Wo Kagaz Ki Kashti, wo Baarish Ka Paani..[Song]

Uploaded by Allpixz photography
WO KAGAZ KI KASHTI, WO BARISH KA PAANI
By Jagjit Singh

Yeh Daulat Bhi Le Lo,
Yeh Shohrat Bhi Le Lo,
Bhale Chheen Lo Mujhse Se Meri Jawani

Yeh Daulat Bhi Le Lo,
Yeh Shohrat Bhi Le Lo,
Bhale Chheen Lo Mujhse Se Meri Jawani
Magar Mujhko Lauta Do bachpan Ka Sawan..
Wo Kagaz Ki Kashti, wo Baarish Ka Paani..
Wo Kagaz Ki Kashti, wo Baarish Ka Paani..

Wo Kagaz Ki Kashti, wo Baarish Ka Paani..

Take this money,
take this fame as well,
snatch my youth from me if you so wish,
but return me those rains of childhood,
that paper boat, that rain-water..

Muhalle Ki Sabse Purani Nishani,
Muhalle Ki Sabse Purani Nishani,
Wo Budhia Jise Bachche Kehte The Naani,
Wo Naani Ki Baaton Me Parion Ka Dera,
Wo Chehre Ki Jhurrion Me Sadiyon Ka pehra,
Bhulaye Nahin Bhul Sakta Hai Koi,
Wo Chhoti Si Raaten, Wo Lambi Kahani
Wo Chhoti Si Raaten, Wo Lambi Kahani
Wo Chhoti Si Raaten, Wo Lambi Kahani

the oldest sign of area,
that old lady children used to call naani (maternal grandma)
that camp of fairies in the granny's talks,
that guard of ages in the wrinkles of face,
no one can forget even on trying,
those small nights, that long story...

Kabhi Ret Ke Oonche teelo Pe Jana
Kabhi Ret Ke Oonche teelo Pe Jana
Jana, Jana, Jana
Kabhi Ret Ke
Jana
Kabhi Ret Ke Oonche teelo Pe Jana
Gharonde Banana, Bana ke Mitana
Wo Masoom Chahat Ki Tasveer Apni
Wo KhwaboN KhilaunoN Ki Jaageer Apni
Na Duniya Ka Gam Tha Na RishtoN Ke Bandhan
Na Duniya Ka Gam Tha Na RishtoN Ke Bandhan
Badi Khoobsurat Thi Wo Zindagani..
Badi Khoobsurat Thi Wo Zindagani..

sometimes going on the high sand-hills,
making sand castles and destroying them,
that innocent face of love,
that estate of dreams and toys,
neither there was the sorrow of world, nor the bonds of relationships,
that life was so beautiful..

Yeh Daulat Bhi Le Lo,
Yeh Shohrat Bhi Le Lo,
Bhale Chheen Lo Mujhse Se Meri Jawani
Magar Mujhko Lauta Do bachpan Ka Sawan..
Wo Kagaz Ki Kashti, wo Baarish Ka Paani..
Wo Kagaz Ki Kashti, wo Baarish Ka Paani..

Wo Kagaz Ki Kashti, wo Baarish Ka Paani..

Take this money,
take this fame as well,
snatch my youth from me if you so wish,
but return me those rains of childhood,
that paper boat, that rain-water..

Lyrics source and translation
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A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Jagjit Singh. I am left transported, enthralled, joyful and preferring deep silence.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

Sons of the King [Song]

Uploaded by Blue Cinamon
SONS OF THE KING
By Lou Lyons and Muhammad Muwakil

To the rulers of our fathers,
Think you're goin' rule my life forever?

Do you know what it means to be fighting an ungodly war
And still be at peace?
Do you know how it feels to be living in the biggest cage
And still feel so free
Do you know what it means to be running for all of your life
And still be at ease?
Do you know how it feels to be sitting for all of your days
And then find your feet?

So I'm sending a message loud and clear to the village thieves [fiends?]
They've been winning way too long, killing our dreams
Who you think you fighting?
You should be afraid of these words,
They are bound to come true.

So if they won't open the door, we won't come knocking, not any more,
We're sons of the king.
They won't open the door, we won't come knocking, not any more,
We're sons of the king.
They won't open the door, we won't come knocking, not any more,
We're sons of the king.
They won't open the door, we won't come knocking, not any more,
We're sons of the king.

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................
 

A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Lou Lyons and Muhammad Muwakil.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

Meditation [Song]

Uploaded by Tato Nunez
MEDITATION
By Isaac Blackman

Woh oh-oh-oh. Yes, Lord.

La la-la la li-li lie-lie li-li la la la li-la
La la-la la li-li lie-lie li-li la la la li-la

God of Wisdom, God of Understanding,
I call upon You today,
I bow my knees and I pray.
Please give unto me great Knowledge,
And please give unto me sound Reasoning.
'Cause you said if any man ask of God for Wisdom,
It shall be given unto him. Uhm-hm ah

Lord, I need to be stronger,
And Lord, I need to be bolder,
And Lord, I need to go further,
And Lord, I need to press, press, press higher.

La la-la la li-li lie-lie li-li-la la la li-la
Oh Lord, please!
La la-la la li-li lie-lie li-li-la la la li-la

Oh God, hear me!
Oh God, show me!
Open my eyes, open my mind, open my soul, oh, Lord. Yeah-heh

And I cry,
La la-la la li-li lie-lie li-li-la la la li-la
Feed me, please,
La la-la la li-li lie-lie li-li-la la la li-la

Down on my knees, begging you to open my understanding, yeah, woh yeah-heh
God, please hear my prayer.
Harden not Your heart to the voice of my supplication
Oh God, yeah, yeah, oh.

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................


A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Isaac Blackman. His blessing flows through you to every one who listens. 

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

Naam Gum Jayega Chehra Yeh Badal Jayega [Song]

Uploaded by IndiPopMusic
NAAM GUM JAYEGA CHEHRA YEH BADAL JAYEGA
Performed by Anuradha Paudwal and Bhupindar Singh

Naam gum jaayegaa, cheharaa ye badal jaayegaa
My name will be lost (disappear), my face will change
Meree aawaaj hee pahachaan hai, gar yaad rahe
My voice is my identity, only if You can remember.

Naam gum jaayegaa, cheharaa ye badal jaayegaa
My name will be lost (disappear), my face will change
Meree aawaaj hee pahachaan hai, gar yaad rahe.
My voice is my identity, only if You can remember.

Wakt ke sitam kam haseen nahee,
The atrocities done by time are also beautiful
Aaj hain yahaa kal kahee nahee
I’m here today, tomorrow who knows where
Wakt ke pare agar mil gaye kahee,
If I meet You someplace, beyond time
Meree aawaaj hee pahachaan hai, gar yaad rahe
My voice is my identity, only if You can remember

Ho naam gum jaayegaa, cheharaa ye badal jaayegaa
My name will be lost (disappear), my face will change
Meree aawaaj hee pahachaan hai, gar yaad rahe.
My voice is my identity, only if You can remember.

Jo gujar gayee, kal kee baat thee,
What has passed, is the past
Oh umar to naheen yek raat thee
It wasn’t life, it was just some kind of hope
Raat kaa siraa agar fir mile kahee,
If I find such a night again
Meree aawaaj hee pahachaan hai, gar yaad rahe.
My voice is my identity, only if You can remember.

Ho naam gum jaayegaa, cheharaa ye badal jaayegaa
My name will be lost (disappear), my face will change
Meree aawaaj hee pahachaan hai, gar yaad rahe.
My voice is my identity, only if You can remember.

Din dhale jahaa raat paas ho
Where the day sets, the night lives near that place
Jindagee kee lau unchee kar chalo
Always hold the flame/torch of life high and move forwards
Yaad aaye gar kabhee jee udaas ho,
Whenever I think about it, my heart feels sad
Meree aawaaj hee pahachaan hai, gar yaad rahe.
My voice is my identity, only if You can remember.

Ho naam gum jaayegaa, cheharaa ye badal jaayegaa
My name will be lost (disappear), my face will change
Meree aawaaj hee pahachaan hai, gar yaad rahe.
My voice is my identity, only if You can remember

Lyrics and translation source.
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A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Anuradha Paudwal and Bhupindar Singh for your rendition of this stunning 1977 classic by Gulzar and Burman. Every time I discover another of these treasures, I find my faith in humanity being renewed, the equivalent of unexpectedly finding a cool oasis after the scorching heat of a desert. So, so, so beautiful. At the risk of being accused of presumption, if I were the all powerful, even after having cursed mankind and intent on unleashing Armageddon, hearing this would leave me disarmed and weeping and giving us all yet another chance.

"Jindagee kee lau unchee kar chalo"

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

Jerusalem [Song]

Uploaded by derithy
JERUSALEM
By Muhammad Muwakil and Lou Lyons, Freetown Collective.

I know that these streets are not paved in gold
Joy is a path you have to walk on your own
So don't try to squeeze water from stone
Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem.

I know that some days the sun doesn't shine
One minute you frown, the next minute you smile
But standing still, you still move forward in time
Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem,
Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem.

So many wars fought over your streets
Still your children can't find no place to sleep
That simply means this love is incomplete
If everyone claims to know just how your heart beats
Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Jerusalem,
Jerusalem, Jerusalem.

I know that these streets are not paved in gold
Joy is a path you have to walk on your own
So don't try to squeeze water from stone
Jerusalem.

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................


A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Freetown Collective.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

Lion and Donkey [Song]

Uploaded by mrprofessor18
LION AND DONKEY
By Mighty Sparrow

Bo Lion and Donkey arguing
The two of them, well who is really king
Bo Lion and Donkey arguing
Between the two of them, who is really king. Hmmm
Well, the argument reach a height
The committee say, "Let them fight."
All but Monkey backing lion
The whole animal kingdom in confusion.

Hear they bawling...

Chorus:
[Beat the man, Lion, buss he head!]
All them animals gone crazy
[Beat the man, Lion, buss he head!]
Even the referee, he and all against Donkey, he bawling
[Beat the man, Lion, buss he head!]
A Donkey is an ass and he have no brain
Lion bite away Donkey tail and had the poor ass in pain.

Lion know Donkey ent easy
So he decide to fight carefully
But the way the crowd encouraging
He get brave and he start to swing. Hmm
A left and a right to head... Woop too!
Upper cut, I say Donkey dead
Donkey tumble down on the floor
Elephant, Goat and Tiger began to roar.

Hear they bawling...

Chorus:
[Lick him down, Lion, lick him down!]
Take yuh paws and rip 'way he belly
[Lick him down, Lion, lick him down!]
Only Monkey crying for Donkey
[Lick him down, Lion, lick him down!]
This time, Lion in a temper only sharing blows
Rip away all of Donkey clothes
And had the whole ass exposed. Ey!

Monkey bawl, "Ey man, ring the bell."
Crapaud say, "For what? Go to hell."
"Well, all right use the secret weapon
And teach a lesson to this damn Lion."
Referee Mr. Unicorn say, "It's a forgone conclusion.
Time to ring the bell really pass,
But a miracle couldn't save your partner ass."

Chorus:
[Knock him out, Lion, knock him out!]
Donkey getting tired and backing
[Knock him out, Lion, knock him out!]
Lion fouling but the referee ent warning
[Knock him out, Lion, knock him out!]
Lion take a stool and really knock him down
Dog and all start to laugh at this
Big naked ass on the ground.

Hear they singing...

In a clinch, Donkey kiss Lion
Calling him a macomere man
Lion get so vex he change up he style
No more bobbing and weaving, he fighting wild
When he had Donkey at arm's length
He pelt a bolo with all his strength
Donkey weave and that was the case
Lion spin, Donkey grab him around he waist.

Hear the referee...

Chorus:
[That is foul, Donkey, that is foul]
Donkey tell the referee, "Yes, I know."
[That is foul, Donkey, that is foul]
"Ho-ho. Maybe, but this is one fowl that could crow!"
[Break, I say, Donkey, break, I say]
Monkey say, "I don't know what is wrong with you.
Wey de hell you talking 'bout, Break, break, break...
And is that he trying to do?"

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance!
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A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Mighty Sparrow.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

The Donkey Dance [Song]

Uploaded by Clynton Mann
THE DONKEY DANCE
By Ronnie McIntosh

Wha de erse? Heh-heh. I sure you know what time it is, I sure.
Is donkey time! Come!
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!] Dance the donkey!
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
This one [Whoa donkey, whoa] is the donkey dance heh-heh, [woah donkey] so leh we dance, heh-heh-heh
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!] dance in time
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Aw-hee, [Whoa donkey] hee haw [whoa, whoa donkey!]
Now this is the dance called the donkey dance
So stop wey yuh doing, leh we gallop and prance
Leh me hear yuh, [Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Sing it, [Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Put yuh two fists together with yuh elbow out
And with a forward motion, yuh go start to shout
Start to shout! [Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Oh lord! [Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Hear what! Spread yuh feet apart with yuh two knees touching
Push yuh bumsee out and yuh hands still clutching
And yuh bawling, [Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
And yuh bawling, [Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Now, whip the donkey, whip the donkey, whip the donkey, whip!
Now, whip the donkey, whip the donkey, whip the donkey, whip it!

[Whoa donkey, whoa] whip the donkey, [whoa donkey] yes, man

[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Now wiggle up yuh bumsee, wiggle up yuh bumsee, wiggle up yuh bumnsee
Now wiggle up yuh bumsee, wiggle up yuh bumsee, wiggle yuh bumnsee, heh- heh
[Whoa donkey, whoa] Donkey time [whoa donkey!]
[Whoa donkey, whoa,] Now doh forget what ah tell yuh, [whoa donkey!]
Put yuh two fists together with yuh elbow out
And with a forward motion yuh go start to shout
Leh me hear yuh, [Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Start to shout, [Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Come again, [Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey, whoa donkey!]
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
This is the donkey dance, yuh know that.
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Start to prance, [Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Ah tie mih donkey on top of the hill
And if he ent dead, he dey
Aw-hee, aw-hee, aw-hee, aw-hee
Mih donkey eat, mih donkey sleep
Mih donkey kick with him two hind feet
Mih donkey walk, mih donkey talk
Mih donkey eat with a spoon and fork, heh, aw-hee, aw-hee
I had a little donkey, take it to a lady
Take a piece of charcoal, stick it in he nose hole
Oh lord, mih donkey go dead, mih donkey go aw-hee, aw-hee
Aw-hee, aw-hee.
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
[Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!]
Oh yes, of course, if you don't want to do Part One,
You could do Part Two and Part Three, heh-heh
Part Two is, of course, when the lady climb on your shoulder
Yes, gentlemen, heh-heh, and yuh strong? Heh
Put yuh lady on yuh shoulder, yes, heh-heh
And of course Part Three is the lady on your shoulder already, heh-heh,
But she turning 'round, ha-ha
That's it, you know, heh, we call it back to front donkey, heh heh,
Back to front donkey Wey you call it? Back to front donkey, heh,
Back to front donkey, turn 'round, back to front donkey.
Part One, Part Two and Part Three, heh-heh-heh
Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!
Whoa donkey, whoa, whoa donkey!...
Aw-hee, aw-hee, hee-haw...
Ride yuh donkey!

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................


A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Ronnie McIntosh.  

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare