Darling, I found out long time ago
That you don't love me, not anymore
But I'll keep on loving you just the same
Oh, I, oh, I, I won't cry.
I won't cry, I won't shed a tear,
I'll keep on loving you year after year,
Even though you left me
Oh, I, oh, I, I won't cry.
Sometimes I'm worried over you [worried over you]
At times I don't know what to do
Darling, you give me heartaches and pain
And thought of you out with another man.
I won't cry, I won't shed a tear
I'll keep on loving you year after year
Even though you left me
Oh, I, oh, I, I won't cry.
Sometimes I'm worried over you, yeh, yeah
Sometimes I'm worried over you [worried over you]
At times, I don't know what to do
Darling, you give me heartache and pain
And thought of you out with another man.
I won't cry, I won't shed a tear
I'll keep on loving you year after year
Even though you left me
Oh, I, oh, I, I won't cry.
Oh, I, oh, I, oh, I, oh, I, I won't cry
Oh, I, I wont cry
Darling, please.
Oh, I, oh, I, I won't cry.
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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Thank you, Ronnie Davis. Sing forever and joyfully in Zion.
"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.
Two scrub fowl crying out, looking for Guwalilna
the calls like woman crying, looking for Murrurnawu
the cries returning his mind to the jungles at Mutlwutjna.
Ga namba Guwalilna,
ga namba Warradika,
ga namba Yumayna.
Oh the old man cries, from the drink
oh dad Kamba-Djunadjuna, home Mayan-naraka bright in his mind
oh my two mums, beloved mums, hold Ruypu Milinditj
oh my two mums, beloved mums, cry for the sacred spring Burarrapu
Lyrics source and translation.
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Thank you, Geoffrey Gurrumul Yunupingu, for this beautiful song inspired by your love for your people and homeland.
This song is not out of character. All of Geoffrey Gurrumul Yunupingu's songs are consistently rich and soothing and come from a place of sincerity, of deep reflection and awareness.
"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.
Recession, over population,
Political exploitation, repression of conversation
Mental delusion, moral dissipation,
Material illusion, cultural and racial segregation.
Oh, Mister World, have pity on poor man
Try and behold his life of frustration
Get to understand, a hungry man is an angry man
Social revolution is the only solution for this civilization.
The helpless exist under duress
In the fight for wealth and success, the jobless in utter distress
In a world like this, there is no forgiveness
Mostly greediness, selfishness, injustice and craziness.
Oh, Mister World, have pity on poor man
Try and behold his life of frustration
Get to understand, a hungry man is an angry man
Social revolution is the only solution for this civilization.
Detainment, unlawful arraignment,
Argument and disagreement, accident and disappointment
Crime and punishment, violent excitement
Sums up discontentment, detriment to guilty and innocent.
Oh, Mister World, have mercy on poor man
Try and behold his tears of frustration
Get to understand, a hungry man is an angry man
Social reconstruction is the only salvation for the new generation.
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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Thank you, Natasha Wilson. Pondering the imponderable. Some of us live with the hope that before we leave this life, we will answer at least one of the big questions, even if only to our own satisfaction. In the mean time, we do whatever we can to sow and grow kindness and to ward off despair by holding high and triumphantly the glad tidings that good does persist.
"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.
This land, [this land] this land I love so dear
This land, [this land] mih navel string bury here
I see because we money gone low, everybody packing to go
Long, long line in the embassy from the Savannah to Caroni.
But not me, [not me] watch and see
I am going to stay and help to rebuild daily
Not to rob and kill but use whatever little skill that I possess
All who want to desert, desert but I pledge to stay under oath
To always do my endeavour for Trinidad and Tobago forever
And ever and ever and ever and ever.
This land, [this land] this land is a sacred trust
This land, [this land] - a legacy for us
I never thought I would see the day educated people running away
Lying on the the country like Mahabir to get legal status in Canada.
No sir, [no sir] ----- much too far
I am going to stay and help to rebuild daily
Not to rob and kill but use whatever little skill that I possess
All who want to desert, desert but I pledge to stay under oath
To always do my endeavour for Trinidad and Tobago forever
And ever and ever and ever and ever.
I am going to stay and help to rebuild daily
Not to rob and kill but use whatever little skill that I possess
All who want to desert, desert but I pledge to stay under oath
To always do my endeavour for Trinidad and Tobago forever
And ever and ever and ever and ever.
This land, [this land] oh, this blessed plot on earth!
This land, [this land] has had its share of pain and hurt
Whatever problems are there about, we could all try to work it out
Not as soon as a pressure hit, pack up and run like a Jack Rabbit.
I'll never quit, no, not a bit
I am going to stay and help to rebuild daily
Not to rob and kill but use whatever little skill that I possess
All who want to desert, desert but I pledge to stay under oath
To always do my endeavour for Trinidad and Tobago forever
And ever and ever and ever and ever.
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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Thank you, Natasha Wilson. I agree completely and believe that our country has lost many of its assets, including the human variety, to other destinations. You are now based in New York, proving that there are many worthy and irresistible pull factors that remove many Trinbagonians, often permanently, from the country that they may continue to love forever and ever and ever and ever and ever. This is a beautiful and moving song, delivered with Natasha Wilson's warmth and inimitable sweetness. It leaves me appreciating even more than I usually do, the countrymen who stand by our homeland through thick and thin.
"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.
Sed diabolus in invidia sua istud irrisit
Qua nullum opus dei intactum dimisit.
But the Devil, in his envy laughed at them
As such no work of God has remained unspoilt.
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"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'm caught in a struggle in a world of energy
Moving too fast for me, no one could set me free.
When I call out for a helper, I cannot hear an answer
Every inch of every human is in the same position.
I was born just like you, I did not even know
The question is, "Why was I born just to die?"
I don't want to grow old, to be feeble and cold
But I'm trapped like an ape, I just cannot escape.
I'm locked in a dungeon in the midst of evolution
Just cannot find the key to escape destiny
It's there in existence, clean out of existence
Some place beyond the sun where everything is one.
I was born just like you, I did not even know
The question is, "Why was I born just to die?"
I don't want to grow old, to be feeble and cold
But I'm trapped like an ape, I just cannot escape.
I stand like an oak tree, don't ever know my destiny
I fight for survival not knowing my rival
When I awake in the morning keep hoping and praying
For just a little piece of peace, perfect peace.
I was born just like you, I did not even know
The question is, "Why was I born just to die?"
I don't want to grow old, to be feeble and cold
But I'm trapped like an ape, I just cannot escape.
I said, I'm caught up in a struggle in a world of energy
Moving too fast for me, no one to set me free.
And when I call out for a helper, I cannot hear an answer
Every inch of every human is in the same position.
I was born just like you, I did not even know
The question is, "Why was I born just to die?"
I don't want to grow old, to be feeble and cold
But I'm trapped like an ape, I just cannot escape.
Chant...
I was born just like you, I did not even know
The question is, "Why was I born just to die?"
I don't want to grow old, to be feeble and cold
But I'm trapped like an ape, I just cannot escape.
Chant...
I was born just like you, I did not even know
The question is, "Why was I born just to die?"
I don't want to grow old, to be feeble and cold
But I'm trapped like an ape, I just cannot escape.
I'm caught in a struggle in a world of energy
Moving too fast for me, I've got no one to set me free.
And when I call out for a helper, I cannot hear an answer
Every inch of every human is in the same position.
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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Thank you, Shadow! .
"And when I call out for a helper, I cannot hear an answer
Every inch of every human is in the same position."
"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.
She may be weary, women do get weary
Wearing that same old, shabby dress
When she gets weary, try a little tenderness.
She may be waiting, just anticipating
Things she may never possess
While she's without them, try a little tenderness.
It's not just sentimental,
She has her grief and her care
The voice that is soft and gentle makes it so easy to bear.
You won't regret it, women don't forget it
Love is their whole happiness
And it's all so easy, try a little tenderness,
It's not just sentimental,
She has her grief and her care
The voice that is soft and gentle makes it so easy to bear.
You won't regret it, women don't forget it
Love is their whole happiness
And it's all so easy, try a little tenderness,
Try a little tenderness,
Try a little tenderness.
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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Thank you, Mighty Sparrow for this heartfelt rendition of "Try a Little Tenderness" which was written by Jimmy Campbell, Reg Connelly and Harry M. Woods. It was first recorded on December 8, 1932, by the Ray Noble Orchestra with vocals by Val Rosing. Source. Since then many performers have shown their appreciation by publishing their various interpretations.
Everyone in this life - men, women, children, all can be blessed by tenderness, even when we won't or cannot admit to our need and even when we sometimes throw that tenderness back in the faces of those who offer it to us. Everyone in this life - men, women, children, all can bless others with tenderness. I do believe that very often the reward of the giver is even greater than the joy of the recipient. Until your turn comes around, do your part and keep it going around. Love is our whole happiness.
"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.
Bomba makambo ey-ey | Be discreet.
Bomba makambo ey-ey | Be discreet.
Bomba makambo ey-ey | Be discreet.
Bomba makambo ey-ey | Be discreet.
Bomba makambo ey-ey | Be discreet.
Bomba makambo ey-ey | Be discreet.
Likambo ya ngana soki omoni | If you become aware of other people's affairs
Bombaka na motema | Keep it to yourself
Ekoluka ndongo, bandeko. | The fallout could be serious, brothers and sisters.
Bomba makambo ey-ey | Be discreet.
Bomba makambo ey-ey | Be discreet.
Likambo eboma mboka | The stuff that destroys a place -
Bilobaloba | Gossip
Likambo eboma mboka | The stuff that destroys a place -
Songisongi, bandeko | Rumours, brothers and sisters.
Bomba makambo ey-ey | Be discreet.
Bomba makambo ey-ey | Be discreet.
Zala na mayele soki oyoki likambo | Be wise if you happen to hear stuff
Zala na mayele tango bakotuna yo, bandeko. | Be wise during discussions, bothers and sisters.
Bomba makambo ey-ey | Be discreet.
Bomba makambo ey-ey. | Be discreet.
Obimi, yo na moninga, bandeko | You go out, you and a friend, bothers and sisters
Bosali ndoki | You do 'sorcery'
Bombaka na motema | Be discreet about it
Ekoluka matata, bandeko. | You are inviting trouble, brothers and sisters.
Bomba makambo ey-ey | Be discreet.
Bomba makambo ey-ey. | Be discreet.
Okei mboka ya bato okuti likambo | You witness something at another person's place
Soki ozongi, bandeko | When you leave, brothers and sisters.
Bombaka na motema, bandeko. | Be discreet, brothers and sisters.
Bomba makambo ey-ey | Be discreet.
Bomba makambo ey-ey. | Be discreet.
Spoken words...
Ah,
Likambo eboma mboka | The stuff that destoys a place -
Bilobaloba | Gossip
Songisongi | Rumours
Bikumbakumba | Carrying news
Bimemamema | Carrying [stuff] to and fro
Bikundolakundola | Digging here and there
Likambo bakundaki | Stuff that was buried,
Yo oke kokundola | You go and dig it up.
Ah,
Soki oke na ndako ya moninga | When you go to a friend's home
Soki okendeki kolia, lia. | If you went to eat, eat.
Soki okendeki kosenga, senga | If you went to beg, beg.
Soki okendaki po ozangi | If you went there because you are in need
Vanda. Tala | Sit. Look around
Tika kokumba makambo ya ngana | Don't carry someone's issues.
Bomba makambo ey-ey | Be discreet.
Bomba makambo ey-ey. | Be discreet.
Likambo eboma mboka | The stuff that destroys a place -
Bilobaloba | Gossip
Likambo eboma mboka | The stuff that destroys a place -
Songisongi, bandeko. | Rumours, brothers and sisters.
Bomba makambo ey-ey | Be discreet.
Bomba makambo ey-ey. | Be discreet.
Zala na mayele soki oyoki likambo | Be wise if you happen to hear stuff
Zala na mayele | Be wise
Tango okofunda moninga, bandeko. | When you accuse your friend, brothers and sisters.
Bomba makambo ey-ey | Be discreet.
Bomba makambo ey-ey. | Be discreet.
Obimi, yo na moninga, bandeko | You go out, you and a friend, bothers and sisters
Bosali ndoki | You do 'sorcery'
Bombaka na motema | Be discreet about it
Koyebisaka te, bandeko, ah. | Keep it to yourselves, brothers and sisters.
Thank you, Franco Luambo, for the words of wisdom wrapped in this beautiful song. If you find songs in the Lingala language as interesting as I do, this Lingala translator/dictionary will be useful for discovering the meanings of the lyrics.
"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.
CALYPSO QUEEN
By Calypso Rose Album: Far from Home, 2016
They say that I reign too long
Forgetting that mih constitution is strong
Instead of respecting mih long, long reign
They making plot to take down mih name.
I've been breaking down walls
Ever since I was small
They could stand up tall and strong
Like a wrecking ball, I go knock them down.
They say that I reign too long
Forgetting that mih constitution is strong
Instead of respecting mih long, long reign
They making plot to take down mih name.
Everywhere I reign supreme
The one and only Calypso Queen
No man alive or dead
Couldn't come and take the crown off my head.
Them foolish and petty men
I don't worry ‘bout them
They been trying to take me down
But to the end I retain the crown.
They say that I reign too long
Forgetting that mih constitution is strong
Instead of respecting mih long, long reign
They making plot to take down mih name.
They used to call me small island girl
Now I travel the world
Anywhere they go they know
I am Calypso Rose, Queen of Calypso.
I am the daughter of a warrior
No time to rest or retire
Others have come and gone
But Calypso Rose is still singing on.
They say that I reign too long
Forgetting that mih constitution is strong
Instead of respecting mih long, long reign
They making plot to take down mih name.
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!..............................................................................................................................
I am reading that the album in which this song was released is the product of collaboration between Calypso Rose and other famous creators including Kobo Town, Machel Montano and Manu Chao. According to Broadway World, "the album achieved massive success in Europe upon its release in 2016, hitting the top of the charts in France and receiving the Victoires de la Musique (French Grammy) for World Music Album of the Year. On June 9, [2017] Because Music releases "Far From Home" in North America and Latin America."
"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.
CARAPICHAIMA
Music composed by André Tanker Album: Jeff Recordings [2005]
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Thank you, André Tanker!
"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.
BEYOND THE BLUE
By Josh Garrels Album: Love & War &The Sea In Between
Stand on the shores of a sight unseen
The substance of this dwells in me
'Cause my natural eyes only go skin deep
But the eyes of my heart anchor the sea.
Plumbing the depths to the place in between
The tangible world and the land of a dream
Because everything here ain’t quite what it seems
There’s more beneath the appearance of things
A beggar could be king within the shadows of a wing.
Yeah, wisdom will honor everyone who will learn
To listen, to love, and to pray and discern
And to do the right thing even when it burns
And to live in the light through each treacherous turn.
A man is weak, but the spirit yearns
To keep to the course from the bow to the stern
And to throw overboard every selfish concern
That tries to work for what can’t be earned.
Sometimes the only way to return is to go
Where the winds will take you,
And to let go of all you cannot hold on to
For the hope beyond the blue.
I sing, yellow and gold as the new day dawns
Like a virgin unveiled who waited so long
To dance and rejoice and to sing her song
And to rest in the arms of a love so strong.
No one comes unless they’re drawn
By the voice of desire that leads em’ along
To the redemption of what went wrong
By the blood that covered the innocent one
No more separation between us.
So lift your voice just one more time
If there’s any hope, may it be a sign
That everything was made to shine
Despite what you can see.
So take this bread and drink this wine
And hide your spirit in the vine
Where all things work by a good design
For those who will believe.
And let go of all we cannot hold on to
For the hope beyond the blue.
Said I let go of all I could not hold on to
For the hope I have in you.
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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Thank you, Josh Garrels! Ths Spirit is moving in your music.
"Sometimes the only way to return is to go
Where the winds will take you,
And to let go of all you cannot hold on to
For the hope beyond the blue...
So lift your voice just one more time
If there’s any hope, may it be a sign
That everything was made to shine
Despite what you can see.
So take this bread and drink this wine
And hide your spirit in the vine
Where all things work by a good design
For those who will believe."
"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!..............................................................................................................................
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Thank you, Ayub Ogada.
"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.
EVACUEE
Performed by Enya [1987]
Words and music by Eithne Ní Bhraonáin, Nicky Ryan and Roma Ryan
Each time on my leaving home
I run back to my mother's arms,
One last hold and then it's over.
Watching me, you know I cry,
You wave a kiss to say goodbye,
Feel the sky fall down upon me!
All I am, a child with promises
All I have are miles full of promises of home.
If only I could stay with you,
My train moves on, you're gone from view,
Now I must wait until it's over.
All I am, a child with promises
All I have are miles full of promises of home.
Days will pass, your words to me,
It seems so long; eternity,
But I must wait until it's over.
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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Thank you, Enya.
Mama, long ago on a visit, I asked you to sit with me as I played this song for you. You listened intently to the end without speaking and I never asked you what you felt. Maybe I did not want to hear you say that I should get over it as it was natural and OK for me to leave you, or even worse, that you missed me as desperately as I missed you. This song was all I had to give and it still holds everything that I could and could not say.
Happy Mother's Day, Mama. I love you so much, forever and ever.
"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.
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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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.
When we were young
We walked where we wanted to
Life was ours
And now we're grown old
We go where we're told
The Lord's Spirit calls
He's singing
Follow my road to sorrow and joy
Be intertwined
And find
All things are under my wings
And rise
Given time
Oh my
Brother sun, sister moon
All children of light
Fly around the world
Let the glory be unfurled
All things are made new
We're marching on
To a spirit song
That no man can cage
In lands of dead wood
That reject the good
From our old Father's hands
But we run free
And weep gracefully
In a world
Dark and cold
Hold on
All you, who wait by the blue shores
For Him
To part the water
Desert Father
Show us a new way
The impossible dream
Through the deep and the unseen
Carry us home
Please part the water
Desert Father
Show us a new way
The impossible dream
Through the deep and the unseen
Carry us home.
Lyrics source: Video above.
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A Note From The Gull
Thank you, Josh Garrels, for this song from the soul. The contemplative will turn to stand still and listen.
"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.
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo, doudou
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo, lanmou
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo,
Ba moin tout ça ou lé pou soulagé coeur moin.
Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses, darling Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses, love Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses Give me all that to soothe my heart. Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo, doudou
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo, lanmou
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo,
Ba moin tout ça ou lé pou soulagé coeur moin.
Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses, darling Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses, love Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses Give me all that to soothe my heart.
Moin fait un charm' pou moin charmén' hom la
Moin réfléchi ayen du force pas bon
Moin prend charme là moin jeté dan l'an mè
Moin di si ainmin moin ya maché deyè moin
I made a charm to cast a spell on the man, I reconsidered, it was not a good thing I took the charm and threw it in the sea If you love me, you’ll follow me.
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo, doudou
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo, lanmou
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo,
Ba moin tout ça ou lé pou soulagé coeur moin.
Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses, darling Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses, love Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses Give me all that to soothe my heart. Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo, doudou
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo, lanmou
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo,
Ba moin tout ça ou lé pou soulagé coeur moin.
Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses, darling Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses, love Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses Give me all that to soothe my heart.
To-to-to-to! Qu'est-ce qui frappe à ma porte?
Cè moin, lanmou, cè moin, pain dou sucré.
Depuis deux jou la pluie qu'a mouillé moin
Par pitié, par humanité, ouvé la porte ba moin, Ey!
Knock, knock, knock, knock! Who’s knocking at my door? It’s me, love, it’s me sweetest sweet bread, For two days the rain has soaked me down, For pity, for humanity, open the door for me.
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo, doudou
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo, lanmou
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo,
Ba moin tout ça ou lé pou soulagé coeur moin.
Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses, darling Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses, love Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses Give me all that to soothe my heart. Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo, doudou
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo, lanmou
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo,
Ba moin tout ça ou lé pou soulagé coeur moin.
Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses, darling Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses, love Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses Give me all that to soothe my heart. Instrumental Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo, doudou
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo, lanmou
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo,
Ba moin tout ça ou lé pou soulagé coeur moin.
Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses, darling Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses, love Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses Give me all that to soothe my heart.
Le mois de mai c'est le mois de chaleur
Tout ti zoizeaux ka changé plumage yo
Tout ti pis bois ka changé feuillage yo
Alors si ou ainmin moin uu changé pou moin.
The month of May is the month of heat All the birds change their plumage All the trees change their leaves So if you love me you will change for me.
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo, doudou
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo, lanmou
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo,
Ba moin tout ça ou lé pou soulagé coeur moin.
Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little, darling Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses, love Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses Give me all that to soothe my heart. Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo, doudou
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo, lanmou
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo,
Ba moin tout ça ou lé pou soulagé coeur moin.
Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses, darling Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses, love Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses Give me all that to soothe my heart.
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo, doudou
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo, lanmou
Ba moin on 'ti bo, deux 'ti bo, trois 'ti bo,
Ba moin tout ça ou lé pou soulagé coeur moin.
Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses, darling Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses, love Give me a little kiss, two little kisses, three little kisses Give me all that to soothe my heart.
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, La Compagnie Créole. The Wikipedia entry for this lovely song describes it as a folk song from Guadeloupe. I have also heard this being sung in Trinidad although I never remembered anything more than the chorus.
"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.
Mr. Monday has something to say
Would never get the time of day
Mr. Monday has a story to tell
So he talking to himself
Mr. Monday knows only too well
All the roads that lead to Hell
Mr. Monday knows only too well.
Every Monday he comes around
Picking up bottles from off the ground
Every Monday he comes around
Picking up bottles from off the ground
Beating them with a spoon and he prancing to the sound
[Every Monday he comes around]
Some say he's mad, some say he’s just a clown
[Every Monday he comes around]
It was not so from the start
Hurt in the head or the heart
No one could say
One day he just fell apart
And loss followed upon loss
Wife and child added to the cost that he would bear
No one would share his cross.
Mr. Monday has something to say
[Mister Monday] Would never get the time of day
Mr. Monday has a story to tell
[Mister Monday] So he talking to himself
Mr. Monday knows only too well
[Mister Monday] All the roads that lead to Hell
Mr. Monday knows only too well. [Mister Monday]
The man only wanted a home
So he went to the bank and he got a loan
The man only wanted a home
So he went to the bank and he got a loan [Monday-Monday]
When his fortunes fell, the bank turned him out to roam
[The man only wanted a home]
He prayed for bread but instead he got a stone.
[The man only wanted a home.]
The following years were unkind
They tore and chipped at his mind
Until the day when he was locked away
And no one came out to meet
Him on the day of his release into the street
And the glare of day.
Mr. Monday has something to say
Would never get the time of day.
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, Kobo Town.
A new week, a new Monday and hopefully a lifting of our spirits if not of the actual loads under which many of us labour. Nobody knows the trouble that Mr. Monday has seen. Hopefully this week you can depend on at least one person to give you the time of day and hopefully someone like Mister Monday will find in you the encouragement that he or she needs to go on.
"Mr. Monday has something to say."
"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.
Everyone's good, everyone's bad
Everyone's sane and everyone's mad,
Everyone is.
Everyone's weak, everyone's strong
Everyone, he got to get along,
Everyone.
You're no better than I am
I'm no better than you
We got to work together
Ain't nothing that we can't do.
Check it out!
Everyone's good, everyone's bad
Everyone's sane and everyone's mad,
Everyone is.
Everyone's wrong, everyone's right
Everyone's black and everyone's white
Everyone is.
You're no better than I am
I'm no better than you
We got to work together
Ain't nothing that we can't do.
Hey! Check it out!
Every child born is my kin
What the ----- does it matter what the colour of the skin
Everyone is.
Everyone's weak, everyone's strong
Everyone, he got to get along,
Everyone.
You're no better than I am
I'm no better than you
We got to work together
Ain't nothing that we can't do.
Ey! Check it out! Check it out!
You better check it out.
Check it out! Check it out!
I'm gonna check it out.
Check it out! Check it out!
Why don't you check it out?
Check it out! Hey! Check it out!
I'm gonna check it out.
Check it out! Check it out!
You better check it out.
Hey! Check it out! Check it out!...
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, Wild Fire.
"You're no better than I am
I'm no better than you
We got to work together
Ain't nothing that we can't do."
"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 was so alive I can only look back
Longer than a legend, larger than a fact
Oh, I was so alive I can only look back
And I was so afraid I have traveled so far
Blaming the horizon, and shouting at the stars.
Oh, I was so afraid but I've come so far
Oh, I was so afraid but I've come so far.
And when it's all over you won't know
Just when you're coming, from when you go
And maybe somebody's gonna let you down
But you take your chances, if you only learn how.
And I was so alone and scattered and small
But you keep 'em on a level, you let the devil on call
Oh, I was so alone I'm scattered and small
Oh, I was so alone I'm scattered and small.
And when it's all over you won't know
Just when you're coming, from when you go
And maybe somebody's gonna let you down
But you take your chances, if you only learn how.
Oh, I was so alone, I'm scattered and small
Oh, I was so alone, I'm scattered and small
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, Amelia Curran.
Circumstances will sometimes let you down, put you down and try to keep you down, but you do not have to accept that sentence, not for too long anyway. The world is vast and when you find yourself scattered and small in this big world, all it means is that you are being asked to learn how to find the endless little places, passions, possibilities and people in which you can find your shelter. You take your chances.
"And maybe somebody's gonna let you down
But you take your chances, if you only learn how."
"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.
WHEN THE LIGHTS GO ON AGAIN
A capella version with Lillian Leach and The Mellows [1956]
When the lights go on again...
When the lights go on again all over the world
And the boys come home again all over the world
The rain and snow is all that may fall from the skies above
A kiss won't mean "Goodbye" but "Hello" to love.
When the lights go on again all over the world
And the boys come home again all over the world
Then we'll have time for things like wedding rings and church bells will ring
When the lights go on again all over the world. [The lights go on again]
All over the world [The lights go on again]
All over the world [The lights go on again]
All over the world. [Lights go on] again.
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 Lillian Leech and the Willows. Boys AND girls are soldiers now. I see the lights coming on again as not only representing the end of war but hopefully of the accepted systemic wickedness that produces violence at home and abroad.
"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 shall sing as long as I live
And as long as I live, I shall sing
And I shall sing as long as I live
And as long as I live, I shall sing.
Mmm, even though I'm old but I'm young
A little weak, but I know I am strong
Old enough to know what's right
Young enough to dance all night.
Too weak to hold it back
Strong enough it give you heart attack
The situation sweep my soul
As long as I live,
I shall sing as long as I live
And as long as I live, I shall sing
And I shall sing as long as I live
And as long as I live, I shall sing.
In my days I've seen many faces
Mmm, and been many places
Too late to turn back now
If I do, Jah will strike me down
Yes, I have places to go
Yes, and a lot of things to do
If you think I'd give it up now
As long as I live,
I shall sing as long as I live
And as long as I live, I shall sing
And I shall sing as long as I live
And as long as I live, I shall sing.
Mmm, I thank God that He made me to sing
To the world all over, love message I'll bring
He put a song in my heart, yes, I know
Come along people, good seeds we'll sow.
I don't care what they do or say
I'll never stop singing, oh, no, no way
Some day I will get my pay
As long as I live,
I shall sing as long as I live
And as long as I live, I shall sing
And I shall sing as long as I live
And as long as I live, I shall sing
Mmm, in my days I've seen many faces
Mmm, and been many places
Too late to turn back now
If I do, Jah will strike me down
Yes, I have places to go
Yes, and a lot of things to do
If you think I'd give it up now
As long as I live,
I shall sing as long as I live
And as long as I live, I shall sing
And I shall sing as long as I live [I know, I know, I know, I know]
And as long as I live, I shall sing
I shall sing as long as I live
And as long as I ....
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, Marcia Griffiths.
"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.
As the world goes 'round, we going down
People, can't you hear me calling to you?
The moment has come.
As the time goes by we don't realise
There's still so much love lost between us
And we close our eyes.
The time is here so get up and do your share
We can all get involved in one big love affair.
Love, yeah-yeah, love.
As the children cry we wonder why
People can't you see it in their faces?
They need love to survive.
Everybody knows the door is not closed
There's been so little to believe in,
The fault is our own.
The time is here so get up and do your share
Let's all get involved in one big love affair.
One big love affair
La-la la-la la-la, La-la la-la la-la, La-la la-la la-la, love affair
One big love affair
La-la la-la la-la, La-la la-la la-la, La-la la-la la-la, love affair
Love, love affair, love.
Everybody knows the door is not closed
There's been so little to believe in,
The fault is our own.
The time is here so get up and do your share
We can all get involved in one big love affair.
One big love affair
La-la la-la la-la, La-la la-la la-la, La-la la-la la-la, love affair
One big love affair
La-la la-la la-la, La-la la-la la-la, La-la la-la la-la, love affair
La-la la-la la-la, La-la la-la la-la, La-la la-la la-la, love affair
La-la la-la la-la, La-la la-la la-la, La-la la-la la-la, love affair.
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, Nappy Mayers! Your message is evergreen and always positive.
"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.
Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.
SITYA LOSS | I DO NOT FEAR LOSS
By Eddy Kenzo in Luganda language
Nze sitya loss | Me, I don't fear loss.
Sitya loss | I fear no loss.
Nze sitya loss, ndi boss | Me, I don't fear loss. I am a boss.
Sitya loss | I don't fear loss.
Dancé dancé! | Dance, dance!
Yefe abavubuka envumulo | We are the vibrant youth.
Anko! | Again!
Enjole [refers to the remains/dead body of a king]
Anko, Anko | Again, again!
Yelele, elelela-oh
Elelele, yelela-oh [Yelele is a joyful shout]
Yaya, Enzo, yaya.
Leeka nzine | Please let me dance
Nenzina mu mama | Oh, mama, let me dance
Obulamu bwakisela | Life is too short
Atte omuziki, zuri saana | Yet music is so good.
Leeka nzine | Please let me dance
Nenzina mu | Oh, let me dance
Obulamu bwakisela | Life is too short
Atte omuziki, zuri saana | Yet music is so good.
Nze sitya loss | Me, I don't fear loss.
Sitya loss | I fear no loss.
Nze sitya loss, ndi boss | Me, I don't fear loss. I am a boss.
Sitya loss | I don't fear loss.
Dancé dancé! | Dance, dance!
Yefe abavubuka envumulo [envumulo] | We are the vibrant youth [vibrant]
Yefe abavubuka envumulo | We are the vibrant youth
Akaleero kansonga | This song is for a reason
Nkakubye ndi mu-mood ya kigooma | Done in the mood of the beat
Sagala nyombo Kubanga eno sawa ya ndongo | I don't want any quarrels/fighting because its time to dance
Mbagambye sagala nyombo Eno sawa ya kikiri | I have told you I don't want any fighting, this is time to party
Wama sembera | Please come closer
Bulamu bwasoba | Life is messed up
Jangu twetale | Come, let's get busy
Byansi bya kuleeka | Everything on this earth is to be left here.
Leeka nzine | Please let me dance
Nenzina mu mama | Oh, mama, let me dance
Obulamu bwakisela | Life is too short
Atte omuziki, zuri saana | Yet music is so good.
Leeka nzine | Please let me dance
Nenzina mu | Oh, let me dance
Obulamu bwakisela | Life is too short
Atte omuziki, zuri saana | Yet music is so good.
Nze sitya loss | Me, I don't fear loss.
Sitya loss | I fear no loss.
Nze sitya loss, ndi boss | Me, I don't fear loss. I am a boss.
Sitya loss | I don't fear loss.
Dancé dancé! | Dance, dance!
Abange buno obulamu bumpi | My fellow people, this life is too short
Nze nkugambye, kale mundeke nange | I have told you, so please let me be Bwenzijukilamu jjenvudde | When I remember how far I have come
Nendowooza atte kubanaffe | And I think about my fellow brothers and sisters Batulekawo dada | They have already left us
Nebagenda e'Kaganga | And gone to their graves
Etali musaana | Where there is no sunlight
Oh! Mama, ou la-la | It's a pity! mama, ou la la
Oh agaliba enjolee | What will soon be a corpse
Oh agaliba enjolee | What will soon be a corpse
Kati toobako nakyongamba | Now don't tell me anything
Jangu omuziki tugusambe | Come, let's dance together
Ngambye toobako nakyongamba | I have said, don't tell me anything
Jangu eno twekyange | Come, let's go crazy
Ahh yelelelele, enjolee. Ahhyelelelelele… [Joyful shout]
Leeka nzine | Please let me dance
Nenzina mu mama | Oh, mama, let me dance
Obulamu bwakisela | Life is too short
Atte omuziki, zuri saana | Yet music is so good.
Leeka nzine | Please let me dance
Nenzina mu | Oh, let me dance
Obulamu bwakisela | Life is too short
Atte omuziki, zuri saana | Yet music is so good.
Nze tomaala | Don't distub me
Ah tonewa | Don't interrupt me
Ndeka tomaala | Please don't disturb me
Mama, gundi tonesipata | My friend, don't embarrass me.
Leeka nzine | Please let me dance
Nenzina mu mama | Oh, mama, let me dance
Obulamu bwakisela | Life is too short
Atte omuziki, zuri saana | Yet music is so good.
Leeka nzine | Please let me dance
Nenzina mu | Oh, let me dance
Obulamu bwakisela | Life is too short
Atte omuziki, zuri saana | Yet music is so good.
Nze sitya loss | Me, I don't fear loss.
Sitya loss | I fear no loss.
Nze sitya loss, ndi boss | Me, I don't fear loss. I am a boss.
Sitya loss | I don't fear loss.
Dancé dancé! | Dance, dance!
[Enjolee] .......... [Enjolee]
Yee f'abavubuka evumulo | We are the vibrant youth
Kampala Boys!
Yee f’abavubuka evumulo | We are the vibrant youth
Eno beat yabawa | This beat is to please you.
Lyrics source and translation:This transcription via Pancocojams.was posted by Est mus. See comment highlighted in first position below video.
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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
