Fuego al cañon, fuego al cañon
Para que respeten nuestro parrandon
Fuego al cañon, fuego al cañon
Para que respeten nuestro parrandon.
Fire the cannon, fire the cannon! To honour our celebration Fire the cannon, fire the cannon! To honour our celebration.
Niño chiquitito, niño parandero
Niño chiquitito, niño parandero
Vente con nosotros hasta el mes de enero
Vente con nosotros hasta el mes de enero.
Tiny child, parrandero child Tiny child, parrandero child Come with us until January Come with us until January.
Fuego al cañon, fuego al cañon
Para que respeten nuestro parrandon
Fuego al cañon, fuego al cañon
Para que respeten nuestro parrandon.
Esta casa es grande, tiene cuatro esquinas
Esta casa es grande, tiene cuatro esquinas
Y en en centro tiene nardo y clavelinas
Y en en centro tiene nardo y clavelinas
This house is big, it has four corners This house is big, it has four corners And in the centre are tuberoses and carnations And in the centre are tuberoses and carnations.
Fuego al cañon, fuego al cañon
Para que respeten nuestro parrandon
Fuego al cañon, fuego al cañon
Para que respeten nuestro parrandon
San José y la Virgen, la mula y el buey
San José y la Virgen, la mula y el buey
Fueron los que vieron al Niño nacer
Fueron los que vieron al Niño nacer.
San José and the Virgin, the mule and the ox
San José and the Virgin, the mule and the ox
They were the ones who witnessed the birth of The Child
They were the ones who witnessed the birth of The Child.
Fuego al cañon, fuego al cañon
Para que respeten nuestro parrandon
Fuego al cañon, fuego al cañon
Para que respeten nuestro parrandon.
Esta casa es grande, tiene cuatro aleros
Esta casa es grande, tiene cuatro aleros
Y en en centro tiene los aguinalderos
Y en en centro tiene los aguinalderos
This house is big, it has four eaves This house is big, it has four eaves And in the centre are the singers And in the centre are the singers.
Fuego al cañon, fuego al cañon
Para que respeten nuestro parrandon
Fuego al cañon, fuego al cañon
Para que respeten nuestro parrandon.
CANTANDO GLORIA
Performed by Los Alumnos de San Juan
Cantando gloria, gloria, gloria en el cielo | Singing glory, glory, glory in heaven
En un establo nació el dios verdadero | The True God was born in a stable.
Cantando gloria, gloria, gloria en el cielo | Singing glory, glory, glory in heaven
En un establo nació el dios verdadero | The True God was born in a stable.
En un establo nació el dios verdadero. | The True God was born in a stable.
Vamos a cantar, vamos a cantar la divina historia | We are going to sing, we are going to sing the divine story
Sobre el nacimiento, sobre nacimiento el niño y su gloria | About the birth, about the birth of The Child and His glory
Sobre el nacimiento, sobre nacimiento el niño y su gloria. | About the birth, about the birth of The Child and His glory.
Cantando gloria, gloria, gloria en el cielo | Singing glory, glory, glory in heaven
En un establo nació el dios verdadero | The True God was born in a stable.
Cantando gloria, gloria, gloria en el cielo | Singing glory, glory, glory in heaven
En un establo nació el dios verdadero | The True God was born in a stable.
En un establo nació el dios verdadero. | The True God was born in a stable.
En establo humilde, en establo humilde nació el poderoso | In a humble stable, in a humble stable the powerful one was born
De Jose y Maria, Jose y Maria, y el niño glorioso | Of Joseph and Mary, Joseph and Mary, and the glorious Child
De Jose y Maria, Jose y Maria, y el niño glorioso. | Of Joseph and Mary, Joseph and Mary, and the glorious Child.
Cantando gloria, gloria, gloria en el cielo | Singing glory, glory, glory in heaven
En un establo nació el dios verdadero | The True God was born in a stable.
Cantando gloria, gloria, gloria en el cielo | Singing glory, glory, glory in heaven
En un establo nació el dios verdadero | The True God was born in a stable.
En un establo nació el dios verdadero. | The True God was born in a stable.
Los pastores vieron, los pastores vieron la brilla de estrella | The shepherds saw, the shepherds saw the star shining
Guiando hacia a Belen, hacia a Belen la separada tierra | Leading to Bethlehem, to Bethlehem, a separate land
Guiando hacia a Belen, hacia a Belen la separada tierra. | Leading to Bethlehem, to Bethlehem, a separate land.
Cantando gloria, gloria, gloria en el cielo | Singing glory, glory, glory in heaven
En un establo nació el dios verdadero | The True God was born in a stable.
Cantando gloria, gloria, gloria en el cielo | Singing glory, glory, glory in heaven
En un establo nació el dios verdadero | The True God was born in a stable.
En un establo nació el dios verdadero. | The True God was born in a stable.
Los tres reyes magos, los tres reyes magos salieron tambien | The three wise men, the three wise men also came
Adorar al niño, adorar al niño nacido en Belen | To worship The Child, to worship The Child born in Bethlehem
Adorar al niño, adorar al niño nacido en Belen. | To worship The Child, to worship The Child born in Bethlehem.
Cantando gloria, gloria, gloria en el cielo | Singing glory, glory, glory in heaven
En un establo nació el dios verdadero | The True God was born in a stable.
Cantando gloria, gloria, gloria en el cielo | Singing glory, glory, glory in heaven
En un establo nació el dios verdadero | The True God was born in a stable.
En un establo nació el dios verdadero. | The True God was born in a stable.
Y todo Israel, todo Israel, canto de alegria | And all Israel, all Israel, sang with joy
Habia nacido, habia nacido el dios y el mesia | He was born, he was born, the God and Messiah
Habia nacido, habia nacido el dios y el mesia. | He was born, he was born, the God and Messiah.
Cantando gloria, gloria, gloria en el cielo | Singing glory, glory, glory in heaven
En un establo nació el dios verdadero | The True God was born in a stable.
Cantando gloria, gloria, gloria en el cielo | Singing glory, glory, glory in heaven
En un establo nació el dios verdadero | The True God was born in a stable.
En un establo nació el dios verdadero. | The True God was born in a stable.
Cantando gloria, gloria, gloria en el cielo | Singing glory, glory, glory in heaven
En un establo nació el dios verdadero | The True God was born in a stable.
Cantando gloria, gloria, gloria en el cielo | Singing glory, glory, glory in heaven
En un establo nació el dios verdadero | The True God was born in a stable.
En un establo nació el dios verdadero. | The True God was born in a stable.
Cantando gloria, gloria, gloria en el cielo | Singing glory, glory, glory in heaven
En un establo nació el dios verdadero | The True God was born in a stable.
Cantando gloria, gloria, gloria en el cielo | Singing glory, glory, glory in heaven
En un establo nació el dios verdadero | The True God was born in a stable.
En un establo nació el dios verdadero. | The True God was born in a stable.
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! ..............................................................................................................................
"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.
Y el nacimiento de Cristo así fue | And the birth of the Christ Child happened so
Según la escritura se lo explicare | According to the Scripture I will explain.
Según la escritura se lo explicare. | According to the Scripture I will explain.
Que vengan, que vengan, que vengan adorar | Let them come, let them come, let them come to worship
El rey de los cielos que ha nacido ya | The King of heaven is born
Que vengan, que vengan, que vengan adorar | Let them come, let them come, let them come to worship
El rey de los cielos que ha nacido ya. | The King of heaven is born.
La virgen Maria, su madre así fue | The Virgin Mary was his mother
Su padre adoptado era San José | His adopted father was St. Joseph
Su padre adoptado era San José. | His adopted father was St. Joseph.
Que vengan, que vengan, que vengan adorar | Let them come, let them come, let them come to worship
El rey de los cielos que ha nacido ya | The King of heaven is born
Que vengan, que vengan, que vengan adorar | Let them come, let them come, let them come to worship
El rey de los cielos que ha nacido ya. | The King of heaven is born.
Que vengan, que vengan, que vengan adorar | Let them come, let them come, let them come to worship
El rey de los cielos que ha nacido ya | The King of heaven is born
Que vengan, que vengan, que vengan adorar | Let them come, let them come, let them come to worship
El rey de los cielos que ha nacido ya. | The King of heaven is born.
Salve a su creador llamado Emmanuel Hail your creator, called Emmanuel
Que apacentara al pueblo de Israel | Who will save the people of Israel
Que apacentara al pueblo de Israel. | Who will save the people of Israel.
Que vengan, que vengan, que vengan adorar | Let them come, let them come, let them come to worship
El rey de los cielos que ha nacido ya | The King of heaven is born
Que vengan, que vengan, que vengan adorar | Let them come, let them come, let them come to worship
El rey de los cielos que ha nacido ya. | The King of heaven is born.
Oh Jesús bendito, nuestro redentor | Oh Blessed Jesus, Our Redeemer
Y por tus deseos de paz y amor | And through your wishes bring peace and love
Y por tus deseos de paz y amor | And through your wishes bring peace and love.
Que vengan, que vengan, que vengan adorar | Let them come, let them come, let them come to worship
El rey de los cielos que ha nacido ya | The King of heaven is born
Que vengan, que vengan, que vengan adorar | Let them come, let them come, let them come to worship
El rey de los cielos que ha nacido ya. | The King of heaven is born.
El que no se alegra en estes momentos | He who is not happy at this time
No cree en Jesús Cristo ni en su mandamientos | Believes neither in Jesus Christ nor in His commandments
No cree en Jesús Cristo ni en su mandamientos | Believes neither in Jesus Christ nor in His commandments.
Que vengan, que vengan, que vengan adorar | Let them come, let them come, let them come to worship
El rey de los cielos que ha nacido ya | The King of heaven is born
Que vengan, que vengan, que vengan adorar | Let them come, let them come, let them come to worship
El rey de los cielos que ha nacido ya. | The King of heaven is born.
Que vengan, que vengan, que vengan adorar | Let them come, let them come, let them come to worship
El rey de los cielos que ha nacido ya | The King of heaven is born
Que vengan, que vengan, que vengan adorar | Let them come, let them come, let them come to worship
El rey de los cielos que ha nacido ya. | The King of heaven is born!
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, Daisy Voisin and band!
This song is another example of a nacimiento - a parang song that tells the story of the birth of Christ.
Maybe this Christmas when you are dancing to the music of a favourite parang band, and if you know some Spanish, you may take a while to stop and really listen to try to understand what you are hearing.
Our parang songs are not all about drinking and eating and spreeing to excess. In this music of the season, you are hearing the lingering echoes of our Spanish ancestors, you are witnessing the continued handing down of time honoured traditions, including religious ones which share in song the good news of the events surrounding the birth and life of the Christ.
"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.
A one-man parang, that is how they does call me
When they see me dress up just like a music shop
Looking for action, don't ask no foolish question
If you want to join, hurry up, I can't stop, no Marac in my back pocket, toc-toc, I can't forget it
Hang across mih shoulder - a mandolin
I don't want no argument, toting we own instrument
The cuatro, the guitar, the banjo and violin,
Hear de ting...
From Sangre Grande all de way to Cedros - paranging night and day
I looking for good players and chorus - paranging night and day
In Maracas, [parang] down Icacos, [parang] Rancho Quemado [parang] Mucho, mucho, mucho parrandero!
Woyeoh! Woyeoh! Ayee!
Caminante, the travelling parrandero
From August to Leywah is only, Baila, baila!
Roaming all over to find a good parang partner
A man who could hold he liquor, levanta, ey!
I pass in by Julio, he does play a mean cuatro
And I know that he wife could sing... ey!
Carlo go play the banjo, he does buss off string for so
I make sure I have extra banjo and guitar string
So leh we sing...
From Sangre Grande all the way to Cedros - paranging night and day
I looking for good players and chorus - paranging night and day
In Arima, [parang] Siparia, [parang] Palo Seco [parang] Mucho, mucho, mucho parrandero!
When you see we, bring coffee by the gallon
Is three tunes and we gone
Can't stay one place too long
If you like we, just join in the party
Grab an instrument and play on, yes, we strong, ey!
It have some parang players
I know them is real foolers
Singing anything once it have a -----
We have a wide range of songs
Starting with the Anunciación,
Castillan, Warapo and the Aguinaldo,
Leh we go...
From Sangre Grande all the way to Cedros - paranging night and day
I looking for good players and chorus - paranging night and day
Up Paramin, [parang] Buenos Aires and Erin [parang] Rio Claro [parang] Mucho, mucho, mucho parrandero!
In Maracas [parang]
Down Icacos [parang]
In Arima [parang]
Sipara [parang]
Palo Seco [parang]
Rancho Quemado [parang]
In Arima [parang]
Sipara [parang]
Palo Seco
Rancho Quemado
Up Paramin
Buenos Aires and Erin
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, Baron, for one of your Christmas classics and also one of my favourite Christmas songs. I hope that the title "Carmenante" was not a person's name because I edited it to Caminante which is the Spanish for "traveller" - something that we associate with parranderos as they move from one location to another. Even the Serenal, "La Pascualidad" mentions this characteristic of parrenderos:
"Somos caminantes, tenemos que andar" - We are travellers, we must walk/go.
Trinbagonians, take it slow and careful on the roads. Some citizens' heads will be hot or "bad" and they are bound to make mistakes, so drive with them in mind. Take many deep breaths. Try not to go overboard with the spending and the food and drinks. I have found that the simplest Christmas is the best and you just won't know until you try it. Last year was basic and very beautiful and part of the day was spent just rambling through the quiet snow covered woods with the K9. In the silence, broken only by the sound of our breathing and the crunch of the snow, it really felt like we were travelling to meet Jesus. The meal was simple and we had bought no gifts so there wasn't that distraction. The beauty of the day was the gift. It can be more complicated when you have the little ones and their bright expectant eyes so focus on them and let the rest go. The spirit of the day is what is important so prepare your hearts and homes to welcome and to share the true reason for the season.
"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 It wasn't your song. No Rio Manzanares did you beg, "Dejame pasar" neither Did you open the door When paranderos cajoled, "Abreme la puerta! Abreme la puerta!"
Los esposos Maria y Jose Van desde Nazareth, But you climbed Onto a donkey cart, Burrowed deeper into tall, tall, Sugarcanes La Paille, Caroni, Morong.
Quatro y mandolin Din Din Din, Es hora de partir, Did not rouse you from a coir mattress Sleep that only Cannes Brulees Sweet smoke sugarcane fire Could rouse you awake in Petit Careme.
Las maracas Clap Clap Clap, Bottle and spoon Ping Ping Ping. Daisy Voisin Parang Queen, Sereno sereno her pagnol rhythm As foreign as ground-beef pastelle. You never ate sacred Mai Gaay
Nor did you speak espanol. Your lights weren't candles at Christmas But deyas at Divali. El nino Jesus was no Baby Krishna blue And Jesus' birthday went with rum, Curry manicou and chutney.
II But I have songs for you my mothers In my blood. I take you with me My Ajee, my Nani, my Mowsee My Kaakee, my Daadee, my Phoowaa. I serenade "Dejame pasar Rio Caroni," On my way to Chacachacare,
"Dejame pasar Rio Valencia," On my way to Toco, "Dejame pasar Rio Ortoire," On my way to Guayaguayare, "Dejame pasar Rio Guapo," On my way to Icacos.
I sprinkle your ashes on every corner Of this Iere, Land of the Hummingbird. I absorb parang through my pores. I partake of pastelle and puncha creme. I understand, "Din, din, din, Es hora de partir."
"Din, din, din, camino de Belen, Los esposos van desde Nazareth." I know the Christmas story, The gift of Baby Jesus born in a manger, And how in his name Guanahani Became San Salvador,
Then sugar became king. They crossed you over the Kala Pani, But when you cried, "Darvaza kholna prasann!" No one understood you. All they knew was, "Abreme la puerta!" And they kept the door closed.
Pero ven, ven aqui mi Ajee, mi Nani, Mi Mowsee, Kaakee, Daadee, Phoowaa. Come, walk with me, I have opened the doors for you, Vaya con Dios, "Shubh Christmas, Naya saal mubarak ho!"
Glossary:
- Rio (Spanish): river - Dejame pasar (Spanish): please let me pass - paranderos: parang (Spanish-influenced Christmas music in Trinidad and Tobago) musicians and singers - Abreme la puerta (Spanish): open the door for me please Los esposos Maria y Jose/Van desde Nazareth (Spanish): the husband and wife, Mary and Joseph, leave Nazareth - La Paille, Caroni, Morong: names of villages in Trinidad - Quatro and mandolin Din Din Din: Spanish musical instruments melody - Es hora de partir (Spanish): it is time to leave - Cannes Brulees (French): Cane Burning reenactment - Petit Careme (French Creole): short dry period after the start of the rainy season - Las maracas (Spanish): hand-held clappers - Sereno sereno her pagnol rhythm (Spanish): sing, sing, her Spanish rhythm - pastelle: Spanish-influenced ground-beef and cornmeal turnover, Trinidadian Christmas delicacy - Mai Gaay (Hindi): Sacred Cow - deyas at Divali (Hindi): small clay lamps lit during the Hindu Festival of Lights - Ajee (Hindi): paternal grandmother - Nani (Hindi): maternal grandmother - Mowsee (Hindi): mother's sister - Kaakee (Hindi): paternal uncle's wife - Daadee (Hindi): father's elder sister - Phoowaa (Hindi): father's younger sister - puncha creme: Trinidadian Christmas drink similar to eggnog - camino de Belen (Spanish): on the road to Bethlehem - Kala Pani (Hindi): literally black water, referring to the dark ocean - Darvaza kholna prasann (Hindi): open the door for me please - Pero ven, ven aqui (Spanish): but come, come here - Vaya con Dios (Spanish): go with God - Shubh Christmas, Naya saal mubarak ho (Hindi): Merry Christmas and Happy New Year
Lelawattee Manoo-Rahming is a Trinbagonian poet, essayist, and fiction and creative non-fiction writer who lives in Nassau, The Bahamas, where she is a practicing Mechanical/Building Services Engineer. Her poetry, stories, and artwork have appeared in numerous publications in The Bahamas, the Caribbean, USA, and Europe. She has won poetry, essay, and art awards in the Bahamas. Internationally, she has won the David Hough Literary Prize from The Caribbean Writer (2001) and the Commonwealth Broadcasting Association 2001 Short Story Competition. Her first book of poetry, Curry Flavour, was published in 2000 by Peepal Tree Press, Leeds, England. SOURCE
Thank you, Lelawattee Manoo-Rahming for this riveting insight into the the experience of your ancestors as new arrivals in our homeland. Coming after a previous post, "Parosin," this poem stands in stark contrast. It reminds us that we have come a long way together.
In "Parosin" Heeralal is asking a descendant of our Spanish ancestors to dance with him to a music that is a melding of more than just the two cultures. Franny is full of praise for the skill of the dholak players and the sweetness of the drums. And not only that, Heeralal is also addressing her with words from the language of his ancestors..."parosin" and "ladki" without any fear that he will not be understood or denied or rebuffed.
But I am blown away by Lelawattee's beautiful poem...
"I serenade "Dejame pasar Rio Caroni," On my way to Chacachacare,"
They crossed you over the Kala Pani, But when you cried, "Darvaza kholna prasann!" No one understood you. All they knew was, "Abreme la puerta!" And they kept the door closed.
The exclusion and sadness is palpable but with "Parosin" ringing in my head, I want to shout back down the corridors of time to our East Indian ancestors, "Hold on! Don't give up! It will get better! Cocoa payol and East Indian will make sweet chutney/parang/soca together!"
Go forward, T&T!... never, never backward. There are many, many more miracles to be wrought in this land.
"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.
Performed by Los Tocadores Composed by Francisco de Paula Aguirre (October 20, 1875 – 1939).
De limpidos blasones tu fuiste la rosa románticos galanes dijeron ayer que trigueña tan linda que vi al salir de la misa de diez.
Mirándote bajabas la frente de nácar, y candida esqivavan tus ojos la luz encendiendo fugaz el rubor en las blondas del velo andaluz.
Dama antañona gentil el honor fué tu escudo supo en sus galas unir el amor y el hogar, noches de luna escuchó al balcón serenatas y de rendido galan aceptó las ternezas bailando un vals.
Lindísimas muchachas del tiempo de ahora de púrpura los labios, los ojos carbón, falda corta, mejillas carmín, desenvueltas con aire de sport.
Histéricas miradas que al hombre provocan, y lúbricos esguinces que impone el fox-trot; sin embargo su ser lleva en si inocencia, virtud y candor.
Loca de dicha puéril inventó raro traje: quiso en dancing lucir el disfraz del ayer largas enaguas vistió y, al prender la mantilla, la caraqueña probo ser eterna, como antes, mujer y flor. ..............................................................................................................................
A Note From The Gull
Thank you, Los Tocadores! IsDePanInMe, I really appreciate your selection of photos. They capture the enjoyment of the dance, especially the photo which makes its appearance at 2:08. I love how they are looking at each other. So beautiful!
"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.
.............................................................................................................................. "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.
BENDITA TÚ ERES
By Flores San Jose Lead voice: Sharlene Flores
Bendita tú eres, excelsa O María
Bendita tú eres, excelsa O María
Por haber parido a nuestro gran Mesías
Por haber parido a nuestro gran Mesías.
Bendita tú eres, excelsa O María
Bendita tú eres, excelsa O María
Por haber parido a nuestro gran Mesías
Por haber parido a nuestro gran Mesías.
El santo angel Gabriel a Maria le anunció
El santo angel Gabriel a Maria le anunció
Que por el poder de Dios, concebiría un Hijo
Que por el poder de Dios, concebiría un Hijo.
Bendita tú eres, excelsa O María
Bendita tú eres, excelsa O María
Por haber parido a nuestro gran Mesías
Por haber parido a nuestro gran Mesías.
Bendita tú eres, excelsa O María
Bendita tú eres, excelsa O María
Por haber parido a nuestro gran Mesías
Por haber parido a nuestro gran Mesías.
Maria le contestó, “Hágase tu voluntad.”
Maria le contestó, “Hágase tu voluntad.”
“Yo soy la sierva de dios que se cumpla su mandato.”
“Yo soy la sierva de dios que se cumpla su mandato.”
Bendita tú eres, excelsa O María
Bendita tú eres, excelsa O María
Por haber parido a nuestro gran Mesías
Por haber parido a nuestro gran Mesías
Bendita tú eres, excelsa O María
Bendita tú eres, excelsa O María
Por haber parido a nuestro gran Mesías
Por haber parido a nuestro gran Mesías.
Bendita tú eres, excelsa O María
Bendita tú eres, excelsa O María
Por haber parido a nuestro gran Mesías
Por haber parido a nuestro gran Mesías
Bendita tú eres, excelsa O María
Bendita tú eres, excelsa O María
Por haber parido a nuestro gran Mesías
Por haber parido a nuestro gran Mesías.
Maria visitó a su prima, Isabel,
Maria visitó a su prima, Isabel,
Y ella la saludó de la siguiente manera,
Y ella la saludó de la siguiente manera.
Bendita tu eres, excelsa O María
Bendita tu eres, excelsa O María
Por haber parido a nuestro gran Mesías
Por haber parido a nuestro gran Mesías
Bendita tu eres, excelsa O María
Bendita tu eres, excelsa O María
Por haber parido a nuestro gran Mesías.
Por haber parido a nuestro gran Mesías
Por haber parido a nuestro gran Mesías.
ENGLISH TRANSLATION
Blessed art thou, Maria most high
For having given birth to our great Messiah.
The holy angel Gabriel announced to Mary
That by the power of God she would conceive a Son.
Mary answered, "Thy will be done."
"I am the servant of God who fulfills his mandate."
Mary visited her cousin, Elizabeth
And she greeted her in this manner,
Blessed art thou, Maria most high
For having given birth to our great Messiah.
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!.............................................................................................................................. "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.
Paranging in the Croisee, one night with San Jose,
I met a parrandero who sang to me this way - Parang-parang, parang-parang, parang-parang. That's what he sang.
Oh Maria, oh Madre mia, Jesus Christ is born
On a winter's day, Madre mia, Happy Christmas morn Parang, parang oh, parang, parang oh, parang, parang oh, parang-parang.
He sang a true story of Christ in His glory
And said He's coming back soon, if you hear parranderos croon Parang-parang, parang-parang, parang-parang. That's what he sang
Oh Maria, oh Madre mia, Jesus Christ is born
On a Christmas day, Madre mia, sing a happy song Parang, parang oh, parang, parang oh, parang, parang oh, parang-parang.
I joined the parranaderos not singing calypso
I sang an aguinaldo, they shouted, "Mucho, mucho!" Parang-parang, parang-parang, parang-parang. That's what he sang
Oh Maria, oh Madre mia, Jesus Christ is born
On a winter's day, Madre mia, sing a Christmas song Parang, parang oh, parang, parang oh, parang, parang oh, parang-parang.
I'll never forget it, parang is sweet music
I sang in Hispaniola, they shouted, "Canta, canta!" Parang-parang, parang-parang, parang-parang. That's what he sang
Oh Maria, oh Madre mia, Jesus Christ is born
On a Christmas day, Madre mia, sing a Christmas song Parang, parang oh, parang, parang oh, parang, parang oh, parang-parang. Parang, parang oh, parang, parang oh, parang, parang oh, parang-parang....
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
Pure joy set to music! Thank you, Singing Francine.
"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.
BELLA TRINIDAD Lyrics written by Leon Coldero Music produced and composed by Shawn Mastamind Noel
ANY HELP WITH THESE LYRICS WILL BE APPRECIATED
Bella Trinidad, bella Trinidad, bella Trinidad, cancho de melodía Bella Trinidad, bella Trinidad, bella Trinidad, isla de alegría.
Cristopher Colon -------------------------------- Buscando el oro si no nada de ------------ Cristopher Colon -------------------------------- Buscando el oro si no nada de ------------
Bella Trinidad, bella Trinidad, bella Trinidad, cancho de melodía Bella Trinidad, bella Trinidad, bella Trinidad, isla de alegría.
Tres picos ---------- es --------- en el mar Y ---------- les nombró Trinidad. Tres picos ---------- es --------- en el mar Y ---------- les nombró Trinidad.
Bella Trinidad, bella Trinidad, bella Trinidad, cancho de melodía Bella Trinidad, bella Trinidad, bella Trinidad, isla de alegría.
En el playa de Mayaro, ha eso de melodia --------------- cantaron ------------- comida En el playa de Mayaro, ha eso de melodia --------------- cantaron ------------- comida.
Bella Trinidad, bella Trinidad, bella Trinidad, cancho de melodía Bella Trinidad, bella Trinidad, bella Trinidad, isla de alegría. Bella Trinidad, bella Trinidad, bella Trinidad, cancho de melodía Bella Trinidad, bella Trinidad, bella Trinidad, isla de alegría...
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! .............................................................................................................................. "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 took the role of lead singer, Parang-rama in Arima
Fans heard of my parang band so thousands flock the grand stand
Dave Elcock was the MC when he introduced me
People jumping like Carnival to my rendition of serenal.
Alagata alpagata, uno rum, uno paratha
Maria, Maria, Maria, mi corazon
From Port of Spain to Fyzabad, everybody know Crazy mad
Maria, Maria, Maria, mi corazon!
I sang on The Annunciation to show my appreciation
Then the crowd went wild, I sang on the birth of The Child
My next song, an aguinaldo with good rhythm and fast tempo
Place break down a second time to see this parang singer wine.
Muchachita, muchacita, vamos bailar, vamos bailar
Maria, Maria, Maria, mi corazon
Come on honey, squeeze me tighter, tighter, tighter, tighter
Maria, Maria, Maria, mi corazon!
Big singers like Henry Perreira, Daisy Voisin, Gloria Alcazar
Papa Goon, Clarita Rivas, Brito and the Lara Brothers
They boo them when they done sing, people pelt them with orange skin
Pandemonium it was up there, Crazy is all people want to hear.
El poquito, el poquito, this place have too much mosquito
Maria, Maria, Maria, mi corazon
Cocorico, cocorico, I got this ----- from Toco
Maria, Maria, Maria, mi corazon!
Nearing the end of the fete, a garland was placed round my neck Muchas gracias, todo el mundo your reception magnifico
That night I will remember, the whole place caught Crazymania
When I collected my dinero, I sang Manzanare to end the show.
If you got to Manzanilla, you could get your chip-chip water
Maria, Maria, Maria, mi corazon
And when you drink your chip-chip water, you could fight a Bengal tiger
Maria, Maria, Maria, mi corazon!
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, Tio Loco!
This is one of my favourite songs of the season. Now, I were asked to invent a new category of parang into which I can place this song, I'd call it a prime example of a "Locura" - craziness.
"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.
Guaco and he friends from Tobago Christmas Day reach in front mih door With a box bass and a cuatro, a violin and a banjo They say they always had a plan To give mih family a parang They wake up mih Mammy right away When they ring out with this lavway.
Ma Jeffrey oy, get up! It's Christmas morning! You ent hear the neighbour cock crowing? Oh gyul, it's Christmas morning! Madam Jeffrey oy, wake up! It's Christmas morning! I hope you know is White Oak we drinking, yeah gyul, it's Christmas morning! Madam Jeffrey oy, get up! It's Christmas morning! Time to put some smoke in yuh kitchen, ey gyul, it's Christmas morning! Madam Jeffrey oy, wake up! It's Christmas morning! I hope you know is White Oak we lashing, yeah gyul, it's Christmas morning!
Mammy put coffee on the fire Encouraging them to stay little longer Ham and bread on the table White Oak, she bring out a bottle The music went in my neighbour head He pull he old sax below he bed Come across and join the bacchanal They wouldn't stop singing at all.
Ma Jeffrey oy, get up! It's Christmas morning! You ent hear the neighbour cock crowing? Oh gyul, it's Christmas morning! Madam Jeffrey oy, wake up! It's Christmas morning! I hope you know is White Oak we drinking, ey gyul, it's Christmas morning! Madam Jeffrey oy, get up! It's Christmas morning! Time to put some smoke in yuh kitchen, ey gyul, it's Christmas morning! Madam Jeffrey oy, wake up! It's Christmas morning! -------------------------- passing, oh gyul.
People keep coming to and fro They never hear parang sound sweet so And dem boys from Tobago, they getting on with heel and toe I don't know where ------- come from Fall in without any question He pick up the pan wey boil the ham And one time he start to jam.
Ma Jeffrey oy, get up! It's Christmas morning! You ent hear the neighbour cock crowing? Oh gyul, it's Christmas morning! Madam Jeffrey oy, wake up! It's Christmas morning! I hope you know is White Oak we taking, oh gyul, it's Christmas morning! Madam Jeffrey oy, get up! It's Christmas morning! Time to put some smoke in yuh kitchen, oh gyul, it's Christmas morning! Madam Jeffrey oy, get up! It's Christmas morning! I say is only White Oak we lashing, oh gyul.
Ma Jeffrey oy, get up! It's Christmas morning! I hope you know is White Oak we drinking, yey gyul! Madam Jeffrey oy, wake up! It's Christmas morning! Time to put some smoke in yuh kitchen, oh gyul, it's Christmas morning! Madam Jeffrey oy, wake up! It's Christmas morning! Madam Jeffrey oy, get up! It's Christmas morning! 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!
GUANAGUANARE [Venezuelan Classic] Composed by Jesús "Chu" Ávila [1930-2012] Inspired by Isabelita Reyes Chords for cuatro
En un copo de nube blanquecina, en aquel horizonte mañanero En un copo de nube blanquecina, en aquel horizonte mañanero Y en un rayo de sol que la ilumina, se ve morir un lánguido lucero Y en un rayo de sol que la ilumina, se ve morir un lánguido lucero
Vuela Guanaguanare picoteando sobre las olas de la mar serena vuela Guanaguanare picoteando sobre las olas de la mar serena Un alcatraz lo va acompañando a recibir a la noche buena Un alcatraz lo va acompañando a recibir a la noche buena
Tenue es la luz y alegre la alborada, va volando un pájaro en la sombra Tenue es la luz y alegre la alborada, va volando un pájaro en la sombra Y en el silencio y la quietud del agua parece oir su voz cuando me nombra Y en el silencio y la quietud del agua parece oir su voz cuando me nombra
Vuela Guanaguanare picoteando sobre las olas de la mar serena Vuela Guanaguanare picoteando sobre las olas de la mar serena Un alcatraz lo va acompañando a recibir a la noche buena Un alcatraz lo va acompañando a recibir a la noche buena
Dile que yo la espero en noche buena, guanaguanare cántale una canción Dile que yo la espero en noche buena, guanaguanare cántale una canción Traela para que vea la mar serena que yo la espero allá en el farayón Traela para que vea la mar serena que yo la espero allá en el farayón 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, Jesús Ávila! Do you even know that we sing your song in Trinidad and Tobago?
One of the songs usually included in the repertoires of our Trinbagonian parang groups, "El Guanaguanare" is for many reasons, one of my favourites. I believe that this seagull, the laughing gull, has yet undiscovered significance for me. Perhaps my Amerindian ancestors are smiling as I say this. Wherever I have lived in the world, gulls have presented themselves. I can watch them forever, whether they are walking, basking, fishing, flying, screaming at the tops of their voices, fighting, they are creatures of great grace and beauty.
This video presents the composer and performer, Jesús Ávila singing his song. It is of added significance to me that he is from Eastern Venezuela, Margarita Island to be more specific. In all of my travels outside of Trinbago, one place only has said clearly to me, "Guanaguanare, THIS was your home from before." and that was Eastern Venezuela where I immediately recognised that landscape and those people on a level that was so deep. I can only guess at what the root of this connection is. The gull, I think, is a bridge, something that comes around me to remind me of another place and time, one that I have never forgotten.
And if I were a composer of music, I would write songs like these about Trinidad and Tobago: songs about the land, the animals and birds and plants and the spirits that make their homes within all of these. There is a correlation between how these are venerated and how we treat each other as human beings.
UPDATE: 15 July, 2012 "El cantautor margariteño Jesús “Chu” Ávila falleció la madrugada de ayer en su isla natal luego de una delicada intervención. El cantante de 82 años fundó la agrupación Cuerdas Espartanas que aún se mantiene vigente." SOURCE
The composer of the song, El Guanaguanare, Jesús “Chu” Ávila, has left us for wider skies. Fly beyond and in peace, El Guanaguanare! Thanks from this Trinbagonian fan, for your life and all your music and the love that inspired it.
Homage to the great composer, musician and performer, Jesús Ávila
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
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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
