I'll be Outside [Song]


Uploaded by New Fire

I'LL BE OUTSIDE
By Freetown Collective

And sometimes you feeling, alright like, it have to be all in my head? This can't be for real? I actually living here, boy?

That's why...

 Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, I wanna know
 Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, I wanna know
 Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, I wanna know
 Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, I wanna know.

Listen...

I hear a lot of bad things every day
It's like they never have a good thing to say
But if you want to change the world outside
You go to have a little Freetown inside.
Some say that I'm crazy, I'm losing my mind
There's no other way to save me, works every time....

And I'll be outside trying to paint my new sky red [red]
I paint it blue [blue], I paint it green or any colour that makes me feel high
I don't belong here, no, so I won't belong here
I'll be gone before you count, before you count [one, two, one, two, three, four]
I'll be outside trying to paint my new sky red [red]
I paint it blue [blue], I paint it green or any colour that makes me feel high
I don't belong here, no, so I won't belong here
I'll be gone before you count, before you count [one two, one, two, three, four.]

The world is changing every day
There will be a whole lot of hell to pay
So I've got to find my hiding place
To maintain my smiling face.
So when you standing all alone and the world is passing by
If you feel like there's no hope
And there's water in your eyes
I just want you to know you're not alone.

I'll be outside trying to paint my new sky red [red]
I paint it blue [blue], I paint it green or any colour that makes me feel high
I don't belong here, no, so I won't belong here
I'll be gone before you count, before you count [one, two, one, two, three, four]
I'll be outside trying to paint my new sky red [red]
I paint it blue [blue], I paint it green or any colour that makes me feel high
I don't belong here, no, so I won't belong here
I'll be gone before you count, before you count [one, two, one, two, three, four.]

Ever feel like that?

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

Some Humans ain't Human [Song]


Uploaded by TheChoughs

SOME HUMANS AIN'T HUMAN
By John Prime

Some humans ain't human, some people ain't kind
You open up their hearts and here's what you'll find
A few frozen pizzas, some ice cubes with hair
A broken popsicle, you don't want to go there.

Some humans ain't human though they walk like we do
They live and they breathe just to turn the old screw
They screw you when you're sleeping, they try to screw you blind
Some humans ain't human, some people ain't kind.

You might go to church and sit down in a pew
Those humans who ain't human are sitting right next to you
They talk about your family, they talk about your clothes
When they don't know their own a--- from their own elbows.

Jealousy and stupidity don't equal harmony
Jealousy and stupidity don't equal harmony.

Did you ever notice when you're feeling really good
There's always a pigeon that'll come s--- on your hood
Or you're feeling your freedom and the world's off your back
When that hotshot from Texas starts his own war in Iraq.

Some humans ain't human, some people ain't kind
They lie through their teeth with their head up their behind
You open up their hearts and here's what you'll find
Some humans ain't human, some people ain't kind.

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, John Prime.

"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

Terror in Britain: What did the Prime Minister Know? - John Pilger

Terror in Britain: What Did the Prime Minister Know?
By JOHN PILGER
Counterpunch, MAY 31, 2017.


"The unsayable in Britain’s general election campaign is this. The causes of the Manchester atrocity, in which 22 mostly young people were murdered by a jihadist, are being suppressed to protect the secrets of British foreign policy.

Critical questions – such as why the security service MI5 maintained terrorist “assets” in Manchester and why the government did not warn the public of the threat in their midst – remain unanswered, deflected by the promise of an internal “review”.

The alleged suicide bomber, Salman Abedi, was part of an extremist group, the Libyan Islamic Fighting Group, that thrived in Manchester and was cultivated and used by MI5 for more than 20 years.

The LIFG is proscribed by Britain as a terrorist organisation which seeks a “hardline Islamic state” in Libya and “is part of the wider global Islamist extremist movement, as inspired by al-Qaida”.

The “smoking gun” is that when Theresa May was Home Secretary, LIFG jihadists were allowed to travel unhindered across Europe and encouraged to engage in “battle”: first to remove Mu’ammar Gadaffi in Libya, then to join al-Qaida affiliated groups in Syria.

Last year, the FBI reportedly placed Abedi on a “terrorist watch list” and warned MI5 that his group was looking for a “political target” in Britain. Why wasn’t he apprehended and the network around him prevented from planning and executing the atrocity on 22 May?

These questions arise because of an FBI leak that demolished the “lone wolf” spin in the wake of the 22 May attack – thus, the panicky, uncharacteristic outrage directed at Washington from London and Donald Trump’s apology.

The Manchester atrocity lifts the rock of British foreign policy to reveal its Faustian alliance with extreme Islam, especially the sect known as Wahhabism or Salafism, whose principal custodian and banker is the oil kingdom of Saudi Arabia, Britain’s biggest weapons customer.

This imperial marriage reaches back to the Second World War and the early days of the Muslim Brotherhood in Egypt. The aim of British policy was to stop pan-Arabism: Arab states developing a modern secularism, asserting their independence from the imperial west and controlling their resources. The creation of a rapacious Israel was meant to expedite this. Pan-Arabism has since been crushed; the goal now is division and conquest.

In 2011, according to Middle East Eye, the LIFG in Manchester were known as the “Manchester boys”. Implacably opposed to Mu’ammar Gadaffi, they were considered high risk and a number were under Home Office control orders – house arrest – when anti-Gadaffi demonstrations broke out in Libya, a country forged from myriad tribal enmities.

Suddenly the control orders were lifted. “I was allowed to go, no questions asked,” said one LIFG member. MI5 returned their passports and counter-terrorism police at Heathrow airport were told to let them board their flights.

The overthrow of Gaddafi, who controlled Africa’s largest oil reserves, had been long been planned in Washington and London. According to French intelligence, the LIFG made several assassination attempts on Gadaffi in the 1990s – bank-rolled by British intelligence. In March 2011, France, Britain and the US seized the opportunity of a “humanitarian intervention” and attacked Libya. They were joined by Nato under cover of a UN resolution to “protect civilians”.

Last September, a House of Commons Foreign Affairs Select Committee inquiry concluded that then Prime Minister David Cameron had taken the country to war against Gaddafi on a series of “erroneous assumptions” and that the attack “had led to the rise of Islamic State in North Africa”. The Commons committee quoted what it called Barack Obama’s “pithy” description of Cameron’s role in Libya as a “shit show”.

In fact, Obama was a leading actor in the “shit show”, urged on by his warmongering Secretary of State, Hillary Clinton, and a media accusing Gaddafi of planning “genocide” against his own people. “We knew… that if we waited one more day,” said Obama, “Benghazi, a city the size of Charlotte, could suffer a massacre that would have reverberated across the region and stained the conscience of the world.”

The massacre story was fabricated by Salafist militias facing defeat by Libyan government forces. They told Reuters there would be “a real bloodbath, a massacre like we saw in Rwanda”. The Commons committee reported, “The proposition that Mu’ammarGaddafi would have ordered the massacre of civilians in Benghazi was not supported by the available evidence”.

Britain, France and the United States effectively destroyed Libya as a modern state. According to its own records, Nato launched 9,700 “strike sorties”, of which more than a third hit civilian targets. They included fragmentation bombs and missiles with uranium warheads. The cities of Misurata and Sirte were carpet-bombed. Unicef, the UN children’s organisation, reported a high proportion of the children killed “were under the age of ten”.

More than “giving rise” to Islamic State — ISIS had already taken root in the ruins of Iraq following the Blair and Bush invasion in 2003 — these ultimate medievalists now had all of north Africa as a base. The attack also triggered a stampede of refugees fleeing to Europe.

Cameron was celebrated in Tripoli as a “liberator”, or imagined he was. The crowds cheering him included those secretly supplied and trained by Britain’s SAS and inspired by Islamic State, such as the “Manchester boys”.

To the Americans and British, Gadaffi’s true crime was his iconoclastic independence and his plan to abandon the petrodollar, a pillar of American imperial power. He had audaciously planned to underwrite a common African currency backed by gold, establish an all-Africa bank and promote economic union among poor countries with prized resources. Whether or not this would have happened, the very notion was intolerable to the US as it prepared to “enter” Africa and bribe African governments with military “partnerships”.

The fallen dictator fled for his life. A Royal Air Force plane spotted his convoy, and in the rubble of Sirte, he was sodomised with a knife by a fanatic described in the news as “a rebel”.

Having plundered Libya’s $30 billion arsenal, the “rebels” advanced south, terrorising towns and villages. Crossing into sub-Saharan Mali, they destroyed that country’s fragile stability. The ever-eager French sent planes and troops to their former colony “to fight al-Qaida”, or the menace they had helped create.

On 14 October, 2011, President Obama announced he was sending special forces troops to Uganda to join the civil war there. In the next few months, US combat troops were sent to South Sudan, Congo and the Central African Republic. With Libya secured, an American invasion of the African continent was under way, largely unreported.

In London, one of the world’s biggest arms fairs was staged by the British government. The buzz in the stands was the “demonstration effect in Libya”. The London Chamber of Commerce and Industry held a preview entitled “Middle East: A vast market for UK defence and security companies”. The host was the Royal Bank of Scotland, a major investor in cluster bombs, which were used extensively against civilian targets in Libya. The blurb for the bank’s arms party lauded the “unprecedented opportunities for UK defence and security companies.”

Last month, Prime Minister Theresa May was in Saudi Arabia, selling more of the £3 billion worth of British arms which the Saudis have used against Yemen. Based in control rooms in Riyadh, British military advisers assist the Saudi bombing raids, which have killed more than 10,000 civilians. There are now clear signs of famine. A Yemeni child dies every 10 minutes from preventable disease, says Unicef.

The Manchester atrocity on 22 May was the product of such unrelenting state violence in faraway places, much of it British sponsored. The lives and names of the victims are almost never known to us.

This truth struggles to be heard, just as it struggled to be heard when the London Underground was bombed on July 7, 2005. Occasionally, a member of the public would break the silence, such as the east Londoner who walked in front of a CNN camera crew and reporter in mid-platitude. “Iraq!” he said. “We invaded Iraq. What did we expect? Go on, say it.”

At a large media gathering I attended, many of the important guests uttered “Iraq” and “Blair” as a kind of catharsis for that which they dared not say professionally and publicly.

Yet, before he invaded Iraq, Blair was warned by the Joint Intelligence Committee that “the threat from al-Qaida will increase at the onset of any military action against Iraq … The worldwide threat from other Islamist terrorist groups and individuals will increase significantly”.

Just as Blair brought home to Britain the violence of his and George W Bush’s blood-soaked “shit show”, so David Cameron, supported by Theresa May, compounded his crime in Libya and its horrific aftermath, including those killed and maimed in Manchester Arena on 22 May.

The spin is back, not surprisingly. Salman Abedi acted alone. He was a petty criminal, no more. The extensive network revealed last week by the American leak has vanished. But the questions have not.

Why was Abedi able to travel freely through Europe to Libya and back to Manchester only days before he committed his terrible crime? Was Theresa May told by MI5 that the FBI had tracked him as part of an Islamic cell planning to attack a “political target” in Britain?

In the current election campaign, the Labour leader Jeremy Corbyn has made a guarded reference to a “war on terror that has failed”. As he knows, it was never a war on terror but a war of conquest and subjugation. Palestine. Afghanistan. Iraq. Libya. Syria. Iran is said to be next. Before there is another Manchester, who will have the courage to say that?"  SOURCE

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A Note From The Gull

Thank you, John Pilger.

"Fair is foul and foul is fair: Hover through the fog and filthy air."
---Macbeth (I.1.12-13)

Everywhere there is brazen subterfuge. Witness this latest gem from the mainstream media. Which is why I no longer take anything for granted and whatever I do take, is accompanied by not just a grain but a huge sack of salt. I still allow myself to be very grateful for small mercies like the rare times when politicians express their objections to the unchecked arrogance, greed, disrespect, rapaciousness, hypocrisy, fake humanitarianism that some nations display in their dealings with the sovereign territories and homelands of other peoples. Not many of the citizens of these aggressor nations appear to be comprehending the full import of the Armageddons that their "leaders" have arranged in the past and are plotting even now to bring down on other nations. Not many of the citizens of these aggressor nations see any equivalence between the grief and rage and despair and destruction caused by a terrorist attack and the grief and rage and despair and destruction caused by foreign aggression. Even fewer of these citizens have the courage to make or express the connection between their countries' actions abroad and terrorism.

On a related matter, our Prime Minister recently registered his discomfort with the ability of the current secretary general of the Organisation of American States to function without bias in that organisation's dealings with the sovereign state of Venezuela. Apart from registering his concern and displaying the dignity that speaking the truth requires, he had nothing to gain from making this stand. In fact, there might have been a worried pause in the snuffling and chomping at the feeding trough as diners wondered how this defiance might adversely affect their meals down the line. But it had to be said and in this matter he proved that, according to Mighty Sniper, although we are small we often prove that we are indeed overwhelming in worth.
OAS head must step down, says Rowley.
Published on Jun 1, 2017, 1:49 pm AST
By Kim Boodram Multimedia Desk

PRIME Minister Dr Keith Rowley on Wednesday revealed that during his official visit to Chile he called for the removal of Luis Almagro as secretary general of the Organisation of American States (OAS), over Almagro's engagement of Venezuelan president, Nicolas Maduro, in a “derogatory” manner.

Almagro in March accused Maduro's government of carrying out a “self-coup” after that country's Supreme Court took over the functions of the opposition-led Congress.

Speaking at a press conference at Piarco International Airport on Wednesday on his return from a three-day visit to Chile, Rowley said the Trinidad and Tobago Government registered it “strong objection” to the actions of the OAS with regard to Venezuela in discussions with Chilean president, Michelle Bachelet,

Rowley said Almagro must step down if the OAS is to reclaim its reputation, which has been compromised.

TT made its position clear to Chile as a leader in South America, that it is our view as a long-standing member of the OAS, that the leadership of the OAS at this point in time, needs to change,” he said.

The PM said T&T does not interfere in the affairs of its neighbours and will not be encouraged to do so now.

He said it is now the position of this government that the OAS has been compromised and cannot play a significant role in treating with Venezuela's present difficulties.

Rowley said he has stated to Bachelet that, “The OAS has now removed itself from any meaningful participation and has deteriorated now into partisan attacks and it's threatening to have the same effect on Caricom.”

He also remarked on Caricom's role in the issue, saying, “If we are not careful Caricom too could destroy itself as an honest broker with respect to any involvement in assistance in Venezuela and their internal problems.”

He added: “If Caricom wants to be taken seriously and to speak with a louder voice, then matters of this nature should be Caricom initiatives rather than individual countries going off and taking individual positions, sometimes influenced by interests that may not be our interests.”

Asked if T&T will from now on abstain from OAS votes, Rowley said, “Yes, we are not supporting the initiatives that are not in our view, helpful in treating with the difficulties in front of us.”  SOURCE

"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

Ring them Bells [Song]


Uploaded by NanchatteDesu

RING THEM BELLS
Composed by Bob Dylan
Performed by Sarah Jarosz

Ring them bells, ye heathen, from the city that dreams
Ring them bells from the sanctuaries 'cross the valleys and streams
For they're deep and they're wide and the world is on its side
And time is running backwards and so is the bride.

Ring them bells, Saint Peter, where the four winds blow
Ring them bells with an iron hand so the people will know
For it's rush hour now on the wheel and the plough
And the sun is going down upon the sacred cow.

Ring them bells, sweet Martha, for the poor man's son
Ring them bells so the world will know that our God is one
For the shepherd is asleep where the willows weep
And the mountains are filled with lost sheep.

Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf
Ring them bells for all of us who are left
Ring them bells for the chosen few
Who will judge the many when the game is through
Ring them bells for the time that flies
For the child that cries when the innocence dies.

Ring them bells, Saint Catherine, from the top of the room
Ring them from the fortress for the lilies that bloom
For the lines are long and the fighting is strong
And they're breaking down the distance between right and wrong.

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, Bob Dylan and Sarah Jarosz.

"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

What Man have done [Song]


Uploaded by behanstveit

WHAT MAN HAVE DONE
By Noora Noor

Man made the jet planes fly,
To rain man bombs from way up high
No man can run, no man can hide
From what man have done.

Man drinks the mighty rivers dry,
To bring man cities electric light
No man can run, no man can hide
From what man have done

Man made the stock exchange,
To give the rich a little more pocket change
No man can run, no man can hide,
From what man have done.

See what this world has become since Adam and Evie - we've run out of Eden,
How much more of a man can deserve to stand before the story's done
When Judgment comes, where man's gonna run, ruh-run, ruh-run, ruh-run?

Man sends his boys to war and never tell them boys what they're fighting for
No man can run, no man can hide from what man have done.

Man puts man in chains,
Man make plenty money from another man's pain
No man can run, no man can hide from what man have done
No man can run, no man can hide from what man have done.

Sing it ladies...

Ain't no running from the, ain't no running from the, ain't no running from the pain.
Ain't no running from the, ain't no running from the, ain't no running from the pain.
Ain't no running from the, ain't no running from the, ain't no running from the pain.
Ain't no running from the, ain't no running from the, ain't no running from the pain.

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, Noora Noor. I first encountered this lament in the poem, "Lines written in early Spring" by William Wordsworth. The poem was written in April 1798 and is as relevant now as it was then. 

Lines Written in Early Spring
By William Wordsworth [1770 - 1850]

I heard a thousand blended notes,
While in a grove I sate reclined,
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts
Bring sad thoughts to the mind.

To her fair works did nature link
The human soul that through me ran;
And much it grieved my heart to think
What man has made of man.

Through primrose tufts, in that sweet bower,
The periwinkle trailed its wreaths;
And ‘tis my faith that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes.

The birds around me hopped and played:
Their thoughts I cannot measure,
But the least motion which they made,
It seemed a thrill of pleasure.

The budding twigs spread out their fan,
To catch the breezy air;
And I must think, do all I can,
That there was pleasure there.

If this belief from heaven be sent,
If such be Nature’s holy plan,
Have I not reason to lament
What man has made of man?

"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

A Killing Man [Song]


Uploaded by Chaîne de DarkSeraphin

A KILLING MAN
By Jack Savoretti

If I said I was sorry, would you forget the things I've done?
I don't know why I even worry; I don't believe in anyone.
'Cause in my sleep I'm still running from the demons and the ghosts
That in the night I hear coming, they're coming back for what I stole
'Cause I am a killing man, I am, I am a killing man.

Now some believe in the devil, but who are they to know?
How dare they give a face to evil when they're the ones loving the show?
They don't know that I am a killing man, I am, yes, I am,
Just another man, doing what is said and told
Just like you, my friend, we all sell our souls
Please don't make it hard when I come around for you,
It's not personal, it's just what I do,
'Cause I am a killing man, I am, yes, I am a killing man.

There will be a moment in time when I find the strength to take a stand
And I will look into my stone cold eyes and I will kill the killing man
Yes, I will kill this killing man.

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, Jack Savoretti.

"We will also change what we do abroad. Many experts, including professionals in our intelligence and security services have pointed to the connections between wars our government has supported or fought in other countries, such as Libya, and terrorism here at home.


That assessment in no way reduces the guilt of those who attack our children. Those terrorists will forever be reviled and implacably held to account for their actions.


But an informed understanding of the causes of terrorism is an essential part of an effective response that will protect the security of our people, that fights rather than fuels terrorism.


Protecting this country requires us to be both strong against terrorism and strong against the causes of terrorism. The blame is with the terrorists, but if we are to protect our people we must be honest about what threatens our security."


--Excerpt from Labour Leader Jeremy Corbyn's speech on terrorism and foreign policy, May 26, 2017.

"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

Bullerengue para un Ángel [Song]


Uploaded by ORITO CANTORA

BULLERENGUE PARA UN ÁNGEL
By Orito Cantora

Coro
Leile le-le le le-le
leilé le-le mi amor | my love
Leile le-le le le-le
leilé le-le por Díos. | for God

I
Angelito del cielo
de algodón tu piel menuda
Valerie belleza muda
hilos de oro tu pelo.

Little angel from heaven, your delicate cotton skin
Valerie, silent beauty, golden threads your hair. 

II
Boquita flor de coral
Chiquitica mi criatura
rojita fruta madura
alma pura del palomar.

Tiny flower of coral, little one, my child
The rosiness of ripe fruit, the pure soul of the dove.

III
Cajoncito que te cuida
cual cajita musical
muñequita melodiosa
baila en tu jardín floral

Music box that holds you
Melodious little doll dancing in your floral garden.

IV
La primera de la fila
Nena ilumina el camino
De tu hermano y de tus primos
Sé tú la que los vigila.

The first in line, baby illuminates the path of your brother and your cousins
I know you the one that watches over them.

V
Estrellita de mi noche
Cocuyo que más titila
Hoy mi canto a ti te hila
De mi manto tu eres el broche

Star of my night, flickering firefly
Today my song for you declares that you are the clasp on my cloak.

VI
Hoy canto pa ti princesa
Y lo hago a todo pulmón
Tu fuiste la ispiración
Y mi voz pa ti no cesa.

I sing today for you, princess, and I do it with full force
You were the inspiration and my voice will be unceasing for you.

Le-le le-le li la le-le
Leilé le-le mi amor
Leilé li la li-la le-le
Leilé le-le por Díos.

Angelito del cielo
Leilé le-le mi amor
Detras ----- bullerengue
Leilé le-le por Díos.

Little angel from heaven
------------------------ bullerengue.

Lyrics source with my translation.
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A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Orito Cantora and all the drummers and chorus members. The names of the dancers are not supplied. They are really gorgeous with their untainted beauty and unassuming gracefulness. Trinbagonians will understand why in spirit, everything about this takes me swiftly home.

According to Wikipedia, "Bullerengue is a musical style and dance from the Caribbean Region of Colombia and the Darién Province in Panama. It is a cumbia-based style traditionally sung exclusively by women. Some famous bullerengue singers are Petrona Martinez, Irene Martinez, Emilia Herrera, Estefanía Caycedo, Etelvina Maldonado, and Ceferina Banquez. In recent decades, Petrona Martínez and Totó la Momposina have increased Bullerengue's international popularity and success, having been nominees for the Latin Grammy Award for Best Folk Album.Source

I feel my heart turning, turning towards my African, Iberian and Amerindian ancestors. My spirit cannot help but dance.

"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