Aia i Kona kai ʻōpua i ka laʻi
ʻAʻohe lua e like ai me ʻoe
Aia i Kona kai ʻōpua i ka laʻi
ʻAʻohe lua e like ai me ʻoe.
There at Kona are the cloud banks and calm seas Second to none, you are incomparable.
Malihini mākou iā ʻoe i Kona
I ke kono a ke aloha no mākou
Malihini mākou iā ʻoe i Kona
I ke kono a ke aloha no mākou.
We are your guests in Kona By invitation, with love for us.
Haʻina ʻia mai ana ka puana
ʻAʻohe lua e like ai me ʻoe
Haʻina ʻia mai ana ka puana
ʻAʻohe lua e like ai me ʻoe.
Tell the refrain Second to none, you are incomparable.
Lyrics source and translation.
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A Note From The Gull
Thank you, Dennis Pavao, for your rendition of this beautiful love song for the Kona district, Hawaii. This is the new version of the original which was composed in 1929. "The lyrics were given to George Naope by James Kelepolo in the early 1980s. The mele expresses the composer's love for Kona on the Island of Hawaiʻi and the reason he moved there." Source.
"We are your guests in Kona
By invitation, with love for us."
I was struck by these lines which describe a truth that we may not have considered but which applies to each of us wherever we are located physically on this planet. Perhaps on another level, this is what some would recognise as the invitation to Life itself. We are called by a greater love to be its guests, together in this time and place. The love and gratitude in this guest's song is the ultimate compliment that could be paid to his host.
"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.
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
"And it is He Who made the Night and the Day to follow each other: for such as have the will to celebrate His praises or to show their gratitude".
---25:62 Qur'an
Thanks for you all.
"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.
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.
Dear Tobago, the land of my birth
Which foreigners don't know
I pass through Depression and starvation
To be where I am in my profession
So Tobago, I am thankful,
To you I wouldn't be ungrateful
I say, "Thanks, thanks, thanks."
I thank my mother, my school teacher
My neighbor, my brother and my sister
So you see, Tobago, I thank thee.
I thank the mother of Tobago
Tobago being recognised anywhere you go
I am sure you'll be more than glad
To know that the mother of Tobago is Trinidad
I thank Trinidad for its protection through 1970 Revolution
I say, "Thanks, thanks, thanks."
I thank Trinidad for my education
Making me Tobago's most recognised woman
So you see, Trinidad, I thank thee.
I am not forgetting San Fernando
For keeping my name four years Queen of Calypso
I am not forgetting Barataria
The place where I grew with my adopted mother
I can't forget my fans who support me in my profession
I say, "Thanks, thanks, thanks."
And to the Baptist religion who gave me so much wisdom
Glory be! I thank thee.
The prime minister, I cannot make absent
Who took me safely through Independence
And I cannot forget the Mighty Sparrow
He established my name through calypso
I thank all them musician who play my calypso on brass and pan
I say, "Thanks, thanks, thanks."
And to the nation ----------
For making me the Road March Queen
So you see, I thank thee.
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!
Spoken:Say thanks, say thanks! Say thanks for the blessings! Trini! Trini, you have it, you know! Trini, you have it! You better doh lose it!
We have a beautiful country, healthy economy Brilliant young people, ready and able Blessed by the Creator, no natural disaster All these things in front we eye and we still ent satisfy.
What more, what more, what more, what more could we ask for? Trini, you crazy, Trini, you mad, Trini, you crazy! What more, what more, what more, what more could we ask for? You have it! You have it! You have it! [What more, what more, what more, what more could we ask for?]
You hear me!
We have the world's best batsman, netball champion Olympic silver and gold, Miss Universe and Miss World The smallest nation ever to make the final in the soccer Sometimes I does want to know why the Father loves we so.
What more, what more, what more, what more could we ask for? [What more?] Sing it! [What more, what more, what more could we ask for?] Chant it one more time! [What more, what more, what more, what more could we ask for?] [What more, what more, what more, what more could we ask for?] Trini, you blessed! [What more, what more, what more, what more could we ask for?] What more, what more, what more? [What more, what more, what more, what more could we ask for?]
Hear me!
Trini, you crazy, Trini, you mad! With all these blessing, you should be glad [You must be crazy, must be crazy, must be crazy!] Instead of saying thanks for the blessings, Trini, you fighting, you not uniting! We have it, we don't know it, Better be careful we doh lose it! [You must be crazy, must be crazy, must be crazy!] You got to say thanks for the blessing But Trini, look, you not uniting!
Come, come, come, come, come, COME!!
Great mathematician, great historian Storyteller and actor, famous musician We invent the steelpan Great people from this place and we still talking race?
What more, what more, what more, what more could we ask for? You must be crazy, you must be crazy! Trini, you mad! [What more, what more, what more, what more could we ask for?] [What more, what more, what more, what more could we ask for?] Trini, you mad, Trini, you mad!
All these things in we favour, we still not together In peace and harmony in this beautiful country All the Father blessing that we keep enjoying All the thanks we got to give just to be more positive.
What more, what more, what more, what more could we ask for? Trini, you crazy, Trini, you mad, Trini, you crazy! [What more, what more, what more, what more could we ask for?] Sing it again, sing it again! [What more, what more, what more, what more could we ask for?] Give thanks, give thanks, give thanks for the blessings! [What more, what more, what more, what more could we ask for?] Give thanks, give thanks, and stop all the fighting! [What more, what more, what more, what more could we ask for?] ---- yes, we have it, we don't know it, be careful we doh lose it [What more, what more, what more, what more could we ask for?] What more, what more, what more...
What more could we ask for?
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!
Thank you, Black Stalin! I imagine the cynics totally missing the message of this song and proceeding to recite extensive lists of what more we could be asking for. I understand that you are reminding us that in our bountiful land, WE have been given all the necessities required to sustain prosperous and peaceful lives. It is what we do with our many blessings that leads us to where we are. Many made, and continue to make decisions to grab unfair portions of these blessings or to trade these blessings for "things" or to abuse and destroy these blessings. We want the trappings of "progress" and "success" at all costs. This is the baited hook that we swallow and to which we lead our children.
"Better one handful with tranquility than two handfuls with toil and chasing after the wind." --Ecclesiastes 4:6
I cannot speak for anyone else but in my experience, Trinidad and Tobago is the source of the best that I have ever experienced and received in my life. Wherever I am in the world, I will continue to turn in its direction and to bow before this beautiful place.
Mama and Papa, I kiss your hardworking and loving hands. In my heart I embrace the soul of my land. I salute the hope of the hopeful. How can those of us who are grateful ever refrain from singing?
"We have it, we don't know it, Better be careful we doh lose it!.. You got to say thanks for the blessing But Trini, look, you not uniting!"
Again, many thanks, Black Stalin.
"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.
I don't know if you know how beautiful you are
Soothing, natural and cool
But you sometimes wonder if what you do is right
Or if you look the right way.
But if you know the inner you, oh yeah,
There will be no need to wonder.
It tells you that you are beautiful, very beautiful
And you are so wonderful, very beautiful
Filled with grace to be admired.
Shadows of your beauty
Reflect and capture the source of inspiration
Through the creation of your spirit
Feelings of expressing tenderness
Blessings with high and great winds
Tells you that you are beautiful, very beautiful
And you are so wonderful, very beautiful
Filled with grace to be admired
Filled with grace to be admired
Filled with grace
Filled with grace
Filled with grace.
I don't know if you know that you are so wonderful, beautiful.
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!
Toota toota ek parinda aise toota, ki phir jud na paya Broken, broken, one bird has broken such that it could not be put together again
Loota loota kisne usko aise loota, ki phir ud na paya Stolen, stolen, who has stolen it such that it was not able to fly again.
Oh ohh oh, toota toota ek parinda aise toota, ki phir jud na paya Oh ohh oh, broken, broken, one bird has broken such that it could not be put together again
Loota loota kisne usko aise loota, ki phir ud na paya Stolen, stolen, who has stolen it such that it was not able to fly again.
Girta hua voh asman sey, akar gira zameen par Falling from the sky, it came and fell on the ground
Khwabon mein phir bhi badal hi they voh kehta raha magar In dreams, there were still clouds but he kept saying...
Ke Allah ke bande hansde, Allah ke bande, Allah ke bande hansde, God's children, laugh, God's children, God's children laugh,
Jo bhi ho kal phir ayega Whatever happens, tomorrow will come again.
Allah ke bande hansde, Allah ke bande, Allah ke bande hansde, God's children, laugh, God's children, God's children laugh,
Jo bhi ho kal phir ayega. Whatever happens, tomorrow will come again.
Kho ke aapne par hi to usne tha ud naa sikha After losing its wings, it had learnt how to fly.
Kho ke aapne par hi to, oh oh oh... After losing its wings, oh oh oh...
Kho ke aapne par hi to usne tha ud naa sikha After losing its wings, it had learnt how to fly.
Gham ko aapne saath mein lele dard bhi tere kaam aayega Take the sorrow with you. This pain will be of use to you.
Allah ke bande hansde, Allah ke bande, Allah ke bande hansde, God's children, laugh, God's children, God's children laugh,
Jo bhi ho kal phir ayega Whatever happens, tomorrow will come again.
Allah ke bande hansde, Allah ke bande, Allah ke bande hansde, God's children, laugh, God's children, God's children laugh,
Jo bhi ho kal phir ayega Whatever happens, tomorrow will come again.
Aa aa aaa... Tukde tuke ho gaya tha har sapna jab woh toota
Aa aa aaa... Every dream got shattered when he broke down.
Tukde tuke ho gaya tha, aa aaa aa... It was shattered, aa aaa aa...
Tukde tuke ho gaya tha har sapna jab woh toota Every dream got shattered when he broke down.
Bhikre tukdon mein Allah ki marzi ka manzar paayega. On these scattered pieces, you will find God's wishes.
Allah ke bande hansde, Allah ke bande, Allah ke bande hansde, God's children, laugh, God's children, God's children laugh,
Jo bhi ho kal phir ayega Whatever happens, tomorrow will come again.
Allah ke bande hansde, Allah ke bande, Allah ke bande hansde, God's children, laugh, God's children, God's children laugh,
Jo bhi ho kal phir ayega Whatever happens, tomorrow will come again.
Toota toota ek parinda aise toota, ki phir jud na paya Broken, broken, one bird has broken such that it could not be put together again
Loota loota kisne usko aise loota, ki phir ud na paya Stolen, stolen, who has stolen it such that it was not able to fly again.
Girta hua voh asman sey, akar gira zameen par Falling from the sky, it came and fell on the ground
Khwabon mein phir bhi badal hi they voh kehta raha magar In dreams, there were still clouds but he kept saying...
Ke Allah ke bande hansde, Allah ke bande, Allah ke bande hansde, God's children, laugh, God's children, God's children laugh,
Jo bhi ho kal phir ayega Whatever happens, tomorrow will come again.
Allah ke bande hansde, Allah ke bande, Allah ke bande hansde, God's children, laugh, God's children, God's children laugh,
Jo bhi ho kal phir ayega Whatever happens, tomorrow will come again.
Allah ke bande hansde, allah ke bande, allah ke bande hansde, God's children, laugh, God's children, God's children laugh,
Jo bhi ho kal phir ayega Whatever happens, tomorrow will come again.
Allah ke bande hansde, Allah ke bande, Allah ke bande hansde, God's children, laugh, God's children, God's children laugh,
Jo bhi ho kal phir ayega Whatever happens, tomorrow will come again.
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A Note From The Gull
Thank you, Kailash Kher, for this joyful song. Faith in the endurance and triumph of Good above all else is an endangered element in our world.
"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.
Lord, Please walk beside me through this day. Clear the heavy air with the lightness of Your Presence. Guide my hands and steady my heart that I may give comfort when I cannot give hope, that I may give relief when I do not have a cure, and that I may radiate Your healing peace when the limits of science, time, and the human body overwhelm us all. Amen
Source
Sáncte Míchael Archángele, defénde nos in proélio, cóntra nequítiam et insídias diáboli ésto præsídium. Ímperet ílli Déus, súpplices deprecámur: tuque, prínceps milítiæ cæléstis, Sátanam aliósque spíritus malígnos, qui ad perditiónem animárum pervagántur in múndo, divína virtúte, in inférnum detrúde. Ámen
