Favourite Foreign Song

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MYFANWY is a tradional WELSH song very poignant to a Welshman too.........

[Welsh]
Pa ham mae dicter, O Myfanwy,
Yn llenwi'th lygaid duon ddi?
A'th ruddiau tirion, O Myfanwy,
Heb wrido wrth fy ngweled i?
Pa le mae'r wen oedd ar dy wefus
Fu'n cynnau 'nghariad ffyddlon ffol?
Pa le mae sain dy eiriau melys,
Fu'n denu'n nghalon ar dy ôl?

2. Pa beth a wneuthym, O Myfanwy,
I haeddu gwg dy ddwyrudd hardd?
Ai chwarae oeddit, O Myfanwy
 thanau euraidd serch dy fardd?
Wyt eiddo im drwy gywir amod
Ai gormod cadw'th air i mi?
Ni cheisiaf fyth mo'th law, Myfanwy,
Heb gael dy galon gyda hi.

3. Myfanwy boed yr holl o'th fywyd
Dan heulwen disglair canol dydd.
A boed i rosyn gwridog ienctid
I ddawnsio ganmlwydd ar dy rudd.
Aug hofiar oll o'th add ewidion
A wnest i rywun, 'ngeneth ddel,
A rho dy law, Myfanwy dirion
I ddim ond dweud y gair "Ffarwel".

ENGLISH
............
Why is it anger, O Myfanwy,
That fills your eyes so dark and clear?
Your gentle cheeks, O sweet Myfanwy,
Why blush they not when I draw near?
Where is the smile that once most tender
Kindled my love so fond, so true?
Where is the sound of your sweet words,
That drew my heart to follow you?

2. What have I done, O my Myfanwy,
To earn your frown? What is my blame?
Was it just play, my sweet Myfanwy,
To set your poet's love aflame?
You truly once to me were promised,
Is it too much to keep your part?
I wish no more your hand, Myfanwy,
If I no longer have your heart.

3. Myfanwy, may you spend your lifetime
Beneath the midday sunshine's glow,
And on your cheeks O may the roses
Dance for a hundred years or so.
Forget now all the words of promise
You made to one who loved you well,
Give me your hand, my sweet Myfanwy,
But one last time, to say "farewell".
 
PALESTEENA
by J. Russel Robinson & Con Conrad
as performed by Billy Murray, Fred Whitehouse ("The Record Singer"), Frank Crumit, and by George Schmidt of the New Leviathan Oriental Foxtrot Orchestra.

In the Bronx of New York City
Lived a girl, she's not so pretty
Lena is her name.
Such a clever girl is Lena
How she played her concertina
Really, it's a shame.
She's such a good musician
She got a swell position
To go across the sea to entertain.
And so they shipped poor Lena
Way out to Palesteena
From what they tell me, she don't look the same.
They say that Lena is the Queen o' Palesteena
Just because she plays the concertina.
She only knows one song,
She plays it all day long
Sometimes she plays it wrong,
But still they love it
What more of it
I heard her play once or twice.
Oh! Murder! Still, it was nice.
All the girls, they dress like Lena
Some wear oatmeal, some Farina
Down old Palesteena way.

Lena's girlfriend Arabella
Let her meet an Arab fella
Who she thought was grand.
On a camel's back a-swaying
You could hear Miss Lena playing
Over the desert sand.
She didn't know the new ones
All she knew were blue ones
And Yusef sat and listened all day long
(or: Till Yusef sat and listened in his tent)
And as he tried to kiss her
You heard that Arab whisper,
"Oh Lena, how I love to hear your song!"
(or: "Oh Lena, how I love your instrument!")

They say that Lena is the Queen o' Palesteena
'Cause she shakes a wicked concertina.
She plays it day and night
She plays with all her might
She never gets it right,
You think it's funny,
Gets her money.
There's nothin' sounds like it should.
So rotten, it's really good.
While the Arabs danced so gaily
She would practice aily-aily
Down old Palesteena way.

Lena, she's the Queen o' Palesteena
Goodness, how they love her concertina.
Each movement of her wrist
Just makes them shake and twist
They simply can't resist
How they love it
Want more of it.
When she squeeks
That squeeze-box stuff
All those sheiks
Just can't get enough.
She got fat as he got Lena
Pushing on her concertina
Down old Palesteena way.


Note: "Ailey-Ailey" (my spelling is phoenetic via Fred Whitehouse), I have been informed, is a Hebrew mourning song. The song gives no clue as to whose (if anyone's) demise is expected. The statement that Lena was practicing Ailey-Ailey seems to add a dark and mysterious note to this otherwise cheerfull lyric. That the Arabs would dance gaily while the protaganist practiced a mourning song suggests a ritual tradition not unlike the strutts of members of the "second line" at a New Orleans "jazz funeral".
 
I was in Paris two weeks ago for the football when the Irish fans belted out the Marseillaise alongside the French. At least they tried to, in a lalala lah lah lah lah LAHlela sort of way, because they didn't know the words. Definitely the best anthem going.
 
Lilli Marlene

another.........................German originally


Underneath the lantern,
By the barrack gate
Darling I remember
The way you used to wait
T'was there that you whispered tenderly,
That you loved me,
You'd always be,
My Lilli of the Lamplight,
My own Lilli Marlene

Time would come for roll call,
Time for us to part,
Darling I'd caress you
And press you to my heart,
And there 'neath that far-off lantern light,
I'd hold you tight ,
We'd kiss good night,
My Lilli of the Lamplight,
My own Lilli Marlene

Orders came for sailing,
Somewhere over there
All confined to barracks
was more than I could bear
I knew you were waiting in the street
I heard your feet,
But could not meet,
My Lilly of the Lamplight,
my own Lilly Marlene

Resting in our billets,
Just behind the lines
Even tho' we're parted,
Your lips are close to mine
You wait where that lantern softly gleams,
Your sweet face seems
To haunt my dreams
My Lilly of the Lamplight,
My own Lilly Marlene



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tamaa nadi nidaa tamaa -2, u u u u u, u u u -2
u u u-\u-u u u u, u u u u u, u u u
Hari: yuN hi chalaa chal raahi -2
kitni hasin hai ye duniyaa
bhool saare jhamele, dekh phooloN ke mele
baDi rangeen hai ye duniyaa
rum dum daaraa rutaaru rum daaraa -3, bhaiyaa
Kailash: aa.. aa.. aa.... aa....
udit: ( ye raastaa hai kah rahaa ab mujhase
milane ko hai koi kahin ab tujhse ) -2
Kailash: ho.... ho....
udit: dil ko hai kyoN ye betaabi kis se mulaakaat honi hai
jiskaa kab se armaan thaa shaayad vohi baat honi hai
Kailash: yuN hi chalaa chal raahi -2
jeevan gaaDi hai samay kaa pahiyaa
aansoo ki nadiyaan bhi hain, KushiyoN ki bagiyaan bhi hain
raastaa sab teraa take bhaiyaa
udit: yuN hi chalaa chal raai -2
kitni hasin hai ye duniyaa
bhool saare jhamele, dekh phooloN ke mele
ba.i rangeen hai ye duniyaa
hai na-na-na -2, hey hey hey....
dekhooN jidhar bhi in raahoN mein, rang pighalte hain nigaahoN mein
ThanDi havaa hai, ThanDi chaaNv hai, door vo jaane kiskaa gaaNv hai
baadal ye kaisaa chhaayaa, dil ye kahaan le aayaa
sapnaa ye kyaa dikhlaayaa hai mujhko
Kailash: har sapnaa sach lage, jo prem agan jale
jo raah tu chale apane man ki
har pal ki seep se moti hi tu chhue
jo tu sadaa sune apne man ki
udit: yuN hi chalaa chal raahi -2
Kailash: kitni hasin hai ye duniyaa
udit: bhool saare jhamele, dekh phooloN ke mele
baDi rangeen hai ye duniyaa

man apne ko kuchh aisaa halkaa paaye, jaise kandhoN pe rakhaa bojh Hat jaaye
jaise bholaa saa bachpan phir se aaye, jaise barsoN mein koi gangaa nahaaye
Kailash: jaise.... barsoN mein koi gangaa nahaaye
udit: dhul saa gayaa hai ye man, khul saa gayaa har bandhan
jeevan ab lagtaa hai paavan mujhko..
Kailash: jeevan mein preet hai, hoNThoN pe geet hai
bas ye hi jeet hai, sun le raahi
tu jis dishaa bhi jaa, tu pyaar hi luTaa
tu deep hi jalaa, sun le raahi
udit: yuN hi chalaa chal raahi -2, kaun ye mujhko pukaare
nadiyaa pahaaD jheel aur jharne, jangal aur vaadi
in mein hain kiske ishaare
yuN hi chalaa chal raahi -2
kitni hasin hai ye duniyaa
bhool saare jhamele, dekh phooloN ke mele
baDi rangeen hai ye duniyaa
ye raastaa hai kah rahaa ab mujhse
milne ko hai koi kahin ab tujhse
Hari: rum dum daaraa rutaaru rum daaraa -3, bhaiyaa
Kailash: yuN hi chalaa chal raahi -2 kitni hasin hai ye duniyaa....
u u u u u, u u u -2
 
:lol: What have I started . I was reminiscing on Saturday night and trying to download some old favourites which prompted me to start this . I know that song very well Eric "Jackie" . Excellent song . The reason that song "Amsterdam" is my favourite is because it was the first Jaques Brel song I ever heard and as well as that I think songs you hear when you're growing up have more of an impact on you .
 
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