Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Saturday, December 25, 2010
The night of the birth ليلة الميلاد
Laiyalat-Al Milad
ليلة الميلاد
In the Night of Birth..
يمحى البغضُ
Hatred is erased
ليلة الميلاد
In the Night of Birth
تزهر الأرضُ
The land flowers
ليلة الميلاد
In the Night of Birth
تدفن الحربُ
War is buried
ليلة الميلاد
In the night of Birth
ينبت الحبُ
Love flourishes
عندما نسقي عطشان كأس ماء
When we give someone thirsty a glass of water
اكون في الميلاد
We are in the birth
عندما نكسي عريان ثوب حب
When we cloth someone naked with the dress of love
اكون في الميلاد
We are in the Birth
عندما نكفكف الدموع في العيون
When we dry the tears in the eyes
اكون في الميلاد
We are in the birth
عندما نفرش القلوب بالرجاء
When we spread hope in the hearts
اكون في الميلاد
We are in the birth
عندما أُقبّلُ رفيقي دون غش
When i kiss my friend without deception
اكون في الميلاد
I am in the birth
عندما تموت فـيّ روح الإنتقام
When the spirit of revenge dies in me
اكون في الميلاد
I am in the Birth
عندما يرمـد فيّ قلبي الجفا
When harshness burns out from my heart
اكون في الميلاد
I am in the birth
عندما تذوب نفسي في كيان الله
When my soul melts in the being of God
اكون في الميلاد
I am in the birth
Monday, December 20, 2010
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Saturday, December 18, 2010
NON E' LA RAI - Ambra "Immagina che bello" (lyrics)
È mattino
guardo il mondo
dal secondo piano
e piano piano, mano a mano
giù dal letto
mi riaddormento sul divano
I palazzi son come funghi
grandi, tristi,
sempre più lunghi
e se del verde c'era un assaggio
ora resta solo un miraggio
È mattino
e guardo il mondo
svegliarsi piano
ma è già tempesta,
clacson, motori
e il cielo fuori cambia colore
e si fa triste, mi faccio triste
Immagina che bello
se all'improvviso il mondo
uscisse senza ombrello
con un sorriso a mille
con mille colori, milioni di fiori
Immagina che bello
se all'improvviso il mondo
facesse in girotondo
un sorriso a mille
con mille colori,
milioni di cuori
È mattino
e il solo fatto di vederti
mi fa sognare ad occhi aperti
tu che mi accendi una gran festa
mi dai alla testa
Resta,
restami per sempre qui vicino
perché se fuori c'è baccano
noi con l'amore insieme voliamo
e non cadiamo
Basta
lasciare andare le emozioni,
senza sosta
basta amare,
non odiare
e lasciare cadere
tutte le bandiere
e che sia amore
Immagina che bello
se all'improvviso il mondo
uscisse senza ombrello
con un sorriso a mille
con mille colori,
milioni di fiori
Immagina che bello
se all'improvviso il mondo
facesse in girotondo
un sorriso a mille
con mille colori,
milioni di cuori
Immagina che bello
se all'improvviso il mondo
...immagina che bello
cantare insieme a noi
senza bandiere
e mille colori
immagina che bello.
Dalla quarta edizione di Non è la Rai (1994-1995) Ambra Angiolini canta e balla questo brano, estratto dal suo primo cd : "T'appartengo".Testo tratto dal sito "Le canzoni di Non è la Rai". Enjoy!
English Translation by google
Italian to English translation
I look at the world
from the second floor
and slowly, gradually
out of bed
I go back to sleep on the couch
The palaces are like mushrooms
large, sad,
increasingly long
and if there was a taste of green
There is just a mirage
It's morning
and look at the world
wake up
but it is already storm
horn, engine
and out of the sky changes color
sad and makes me sad face
Imagine how nice
if the world suddenly
go out without an umbrella
with a smile to one thousand
with thousands of colors, millions of flowers
Imagine how nice
if the world suddenly
did in a circle
a smile to one thousand
with thousands of colors,
millions of hearts
It's morning
and the mere fact of seeing
I am daydreaming
that you turn me on a great party
me in the head
Remains
remains to me to always nearby
because if there is noise outside
together with the love we fly
and do not fall
Just
let go of the emotions,
relentlessly
enough to love,
not to hate
and drop
All Flags
and that is love
Imagine how nice
if the world suddenly
go out without an umbrella
with a smile to one thousand
with thousands of colors,
million flowers
Imagine how nice
if the world suddenly
did in a circle
a smile to one thousand
with thousands of colors,
millions of hearts
Imagine how nice
if the world suddenly
Imagine how nice ...
sing with us
no flags
and colorful
Imagine how nice.
It is the fourth edition of the Rai (1994-1995) Ambra Angiolini sings this song and dance, from her first CD, "T'appartengo. " Text taken from the site "The Song Is not Rai. " Enjoy!
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Monday, November 29, 2010
Friday, November 26, 2010
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Friday, November 19, 2010
The Rasmus - The Fight
Everything is still and calm
In the dead of night
Right before for the fight
Clouds are gathering for the storm
Destiny decides who will live or die
I've been waiting for this moment
It's time for the battle
Even if I never make it
Take me home
I might never get my story
Carved in stone
But I will rise again
The fight is to the end
Pounding of the drums of war
Turns your tears to mud
Rivers turns to blood
If you live to see another day
Take another breathe
Make it life or death
I've been waiting for this moment
It's time for the battle
Even if I never make it
Take me home
I might never get my story
Carved in stone
But I will rise again
The fight is to the end
Give me strength to carry on
'till my life is done
Everybody wants the glory
But you better remember
The fight is to the end
The fight is to the end
Thursday, November 18, 2010
Tool - The Pot (Lyrics and Meaning)
The idea of this song is not marijuana. Anyone could figure that out if you looked even an inch past the title.
This song is about hypocrisy, specifically in Kangaroo Courts. Also the government and lawmakers in general. Kangaroo Courts are just referred to in the song specifically.
Kangaroo Courts were much more popular in older times, but we still have them today. It's a court case in which the accused is considered guilty before he really gets a fair trial. Now, who is the government and the court system to say that person is guilty of a crime while they are committing a crime themselves (Who are you to wave your finger)? Hypocrites.
Kangaroo courts in the older days typically dealt with pot dealers and smokers.
All the references to eyes ("Eyehole deep in muddy waters", "Got lemon juice up in your eye", "Weeping shades of indigo") all refer to the hypocrite being blinded by something or another and not being able to see the obvious: he's a "fuckin' hypocrite".
Lemon juice makes you shut your eyes
Indigo is known to represent intuition and spiritual knowledge. The hypocrite is weeping away their intuition and knowledge, until they don't even realize their own hypocrisy.
"When you pissed all over my black kettle, you must've been high"
You're the pot calling the kettle black and putting him down for it, or "pissing" on him. And it's obviously not with straight thinking or intuition that you did this. The lyrics here could either mean literally high, or maybe "you must've been high" just means "you were being crazy and unreasonable". Or both. Hell, I don't know. Ask Maynard.
By the way, here's the definition of "cozen" ("You're weeping shades of cozened indigo"):
1. To mislead by means of a petty trick or fraud; deceive.
2. To persuade or induce to do something by cajoling or wheedling.
3. To obtain by deceit or persuasion.
Sorry this explanation is scattered, random, and hard to follow. It's because these lyrics are very vague in some areas, and they can be interpreted differently. I did my best in giving the obvious meaning of the song, and some of the probable meanings to certain lyrics. Feel free to share anything else you're thinking that I don't have :)
Monday, November 15, 2010
Bob Azzam - Berimbau
BOB AZZAM (given name Waddie George Azzam) was a singer and orchestra leader of Palestinian origin. He was born in Nazareth, Palestine on October 24, 1925, grew up in Egypt (Alexandria,Egypt?), and he died in Monaco on July 24, 2004. He witnessed a great success in France in the beginning of the 1960s. Bob Azzam had a passion for art, a degree in electronic engineering, and has been regarded as the man behind the chamber of echoes "Hors-studio" or "off-studio".
Bob Azzam began his career in Italy in the late 1950s, with his band, singing in Italian and in English. In 1960, he released two songs in France that clearly had the influence of arabic and oriental music, these were: Mustafa « Chérie je t'aime, chérie je t'adore, Como la salsa de pomodoro" and "Fais-moi du couscous, chérie". The same year, he received the Grand Prix du Disque for the song Viens à Juan les Pins. Thus, he records many of the 45 rpm discs.
After this era, his success began to decline. However, Bob Azzam continued his career by touring with his orchestra, and finally opened his own night club in Geneva.
Jonathan Richman, Rachid Taha and most recently La Bande à Basile have all made covers for the songs "Mustafa" and "Fais-moi du couscous, chérie".
Bob Azzam & Miny Gérard, chant.
Giorgio Susa, saxo ténor, flûte.
Jack Sewing, basse.
Hans Felka, piano.
Gio Roselli, batterie.
Helmer Olesen, vibraphone, trompette.
Grey's Anatomy : Roisin Murphy - Ramalama (bang bang) *lyrics*
Roisin Murphy - Ramalama (bang bang) Ruby Blue CD
**LYRICS**
Could a body close the mind out
Stitch a seam across the eye
If you can be good, you'll live forever
If you're bad, you'll die when you die
Hearing only one true note
On the one and only sound
Unzip my body
Take my heart out
'Cause I need a beat to give this tune
Taking a picture of
Taking a picture of
Taking a picture of
Oh the body swayed to music
Oh the lightning glance
If I would give it all and all
Maybe you would hear me
Ask for half a chance
Hearing only one root note
Planted firmly in the ground
Undo my heart, unzip my body and
Lend to my ear a clear and a deafening sound
Unzip my heart
And if I need a rhythm
It'll be to my heart I listen
If it don't get me too far wrong
And if I
And if I
And if I need a rhythm
It's gonna be to my heart I listen
If it don't take me too far gone
Everybody smile please
Nobody pay no mind to me
Finger in position on the switch
A little flash photography
Taking a picture of you
Taking a picture of
Taking a picture of me
Taking a picture
Ramalama Bang Bang
Flash Bang Big Bang
Bing Bong, Ding Dong
Dum dum d' dum dum
With a hammer Bang Bang
Flash Bang Press Gang
Bing Bong, Ding Dong
Dum dum d' dum dum
With a st' stammer
Bang Bang
Crash Bang
Big Bang
Boing Boing
Boing Boing
Dum dum d' dum dum
With a st' stammer
With a st' stammer
With a st' stammer
Bang Bang
Crash Bang
Big Bang
Bing Bang
Crash Bang
And if I
And if I need a rhythm
Gonna be to my heart I listen
And if I
And if I need a rhythm
Gonna be to my heart I listen
And if I
And if I need a rhythm
Gonna be to my heart I listen
And if I
And if I
Need a rhythm
Need a rhythm
Need a rhythm
And if I
And if I need a rhythm
