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| | Mozart for four hands and guitar | | | | Monday, November 16, 2009 (2:07 AM) | | Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
Rondo alla turca from Sonata Nº 11 in A major KV 331
by Marcin Czarnecki & Piotr Debowski
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| | THE LONELY SHEPHERD | | | | Thursday, November 12, 2009 (6:50 AM) | | “THE LONELY SHEPHERD”
by ZAMFIR & JAMES LAST ORCHESTRA
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| | “ Song of Love “ | | | | Thursday, November 12, 2009 (5:04 AM) | | “ Song of Love “
by Ewa Malas-Godlewska & Jose Cura
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| | Little Prince | | | | Saturday, November 7, 2009 (9:12 AM) | | This song tells the story of a little prince from the fairy tale by de Saint-Exupéry.
Quotes from Exupéry’s the Little Prince
A goal without a plan is just a wish.
He who would travel happily must travel light.
It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.
Language is the source of misunderstandings.
Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.
One man may hit the mark, another blunder; but heed not these distinctions. Only from the alliance of the one, working with and through the other, are great things born.
Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away.
What saves a man is to take a step. Then another step. It is always the same step, but you have to take it.
You become responsible forever, for what you have tamed.
If someone wants a sheep, then that means that he exists.
Grown-ups never understand anything for themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them.
If I were to command a general to turn into a seagull, and if the general did not obey, that would not be the general's fault. It would be mine
It is only with one's heart that one can see clearly. What is essential is invisible to the eye.
That is the hardest thing of all. It is much harder to judge yourself than to judge others. If you succeed in judging yourself, it's because you're truly a wise man.
You risk tears if you let yourself be tamed.
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| | Fortunately Waltz | | | Wednesday, November 4, 2009 (7:42 AM)
(I'm feeling happy) | | | | | | 33 Views | 2 Thumbs Up | 1 Comment | |
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| | Fortunately Waltz | | | Wednesday, November 4, 2009 (7:40 AM)
(I'm feeling happy) | |
Fortunately Waltz by Jonasz Kofta
Walc Szczescie (Polish)
Dlaczego nagle tak
to spadlo na nas gdy w zaulki dnia
tacy powszedni, przypadkowi
i bezwiedni i pobledli - zbladzilismy
Tak czekalam na to wiele dlugich lat
i w oka mgnieniu, w zachwyceniu
swiat sie zmienil kiedy Ty mi w droge wszedles
niosac w oczach ból i blask
W taki dzien narodzic sie, otworzyc oczy
zyc, tam byc, tam gdzie Ty
Dlaczego nagle tak
to spadlo na nas nie wie zadne z nas
juz nie pytajmy, uciekajmy
uciekajmy mily, kiedy mamy szczescie
kiedy milosc mieszka w nas
Dlaczego nagle tak
zwyczajnych slów brakuje mily nam
i potrafimy tylko milczec
albo spiewac, cicho spiewac
by nie gniewac ciszy
Tak czekalam na to wiele dlugich lat
i juz nie chcialam, nie wierzylam
nie marzylam ze mnie spotka kiedys szczescie
i doczekam tego dnia
W taki dzien narodzic sie, otworzyc oczy
zyc, tam byc, tam gdzie Ty
Dlaczego nagle tak
to spadlo na nas nie wie zadne z nas
juz nie pytajmy, uciekajmy,
uciekajmy mily, kiedy mamy szczescie
kiedy milosc mieszka w nas
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| | Hijo de la luna | | | | Sunday, November 1, 2009 (1:49 PM) | |
Hijo De La Luna
Tonto el que no entienda
Cuenta una leyenda
Que una hembra gitana
Conjuro a la luna
Hasta el amanecer
Ilorando pedia
Al llegar el dia
Desposar un cal
Tendras a tu hombre
Piel morena
Desde el cielo
Hablo la luna llena
Pero a camio quiero
El hijo primero
Que le engendres a el
Que quien su hijo inmola
Para no estar sola
Poco le iba a querer
Luna quieres ser madre
Y no encuentras querer
Que te haga mujer
Dime luna de plata
Que pretendes hacer
Con un nino de peil
Hijo de la luna
De padre canela
Nacio un nino
Blanco como el lomo
De un armino
Con los ojos grises
En vez de aceituna
Nino albino de luna
Maldita su estampa
Este hijo es de un payo
Y yo no me lo cayo
Y yo no me lo cayo
Gitano al creerse deshonrado
Se fue a su mujer
Cuchillo en mano
De quien es el hijo?
Me has enganao fijo
Y de muerte la kierio
Luego se hizo al monte
Con el nino en brazos
Y alli le abandono
Luna quieres ser madre
Y no encuentras querer
Que te haga mujer
Dime luna de plata
Que pretendes hacer
Con un nino de piel
Hijo de la luna
Y en las noches
Que haya luna llena
Sera porque el nino
Este de buenas
Y si el nono llora
Menguara la luna
Para hacerle una cuna
Y si el nino llora
Menguara la luna para
Hacerle una cuna
The lyrics depict a gypsy woman, who prays an entire night to the Moon goddess for a husband. In the end, the moon says that she shall have her man, but in return she wants her first-born child to be turned over to her.
When the child is born, it turns out that its skin color does not resemble the father's, but instead is white like the back of an ermine , and has grey eyes. The gypsy man automatically assumes that his wife committed adultery, and kills her with a knife. Afterwards, he carries the infant onto the top of a mountain, where he abandons it.
The child is taken up into the sky by the moon, and on nights when the moon is full, it is because the child is happy, and when the child cries, the moon will wane to make him a cradle. | | | | 66 Views | 6 Thumbs Up | 3 Comments | |
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