viernes, 12 de octubre de 2012

Amazing Grace











http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amazing_Grace

 "Amazing Grace" (conocido en algunas regiones hispanohablantes como "Sublime gracia")1 2 es un himno cristiano escrito por el clérigo y poeta inglés John Newton (1725-1807) y publicado en 1779. La composición, una de las canciones más conocidas en los países de habla inglesa, transmite el mensaje cristiano de que el perdón y la redención es posible a pesar de los pecados cometidos por el ser humano y de que el alma puede salvarse de la desesperación mediante la Gracia de Dios. Newton escribió la letra a partir de su experiencia personal. Educado sin ninguna convicción religiosa, a lo largo de su juventud vivió varias coincidencias y giros inesperados, muchos de ellos provocados por su recalcitrante insubordinación. Fue forzado a unirse a la Royal Navy y como marinero, participó en el mercado de esclavos. Durante una noche, una tormenta golpeó tan fuertemente su embarcación que, aterrorizado, imploró la ayuda de Dios, un momento que marca el comienzo de su conversión espiritual. Su carrera como tratante de esclavos duró algunos años más, hasta que abandonó la marina para estudiar teología.

Amazing grace! How sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me!
I once was lost but now am found
Was blind, but now I see.

'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed!

Through many dangers, toils, and snares,
We have already come;
'Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.

The Lord has promised good to me,
His word my hope secures;
He will my shield and portion be
As long as life endures.

Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess, within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.

The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,
The sun forbear to shine;
But God, who called me here below,
Will be forever mine.

sábado, 28 de julio de 2012

British Anthem, God Save the Queen


CORO
I
God save our gracious Queen,
Long live our noble Queen,
God save the Queen:
Send her victorious,
Happy and glorious,
Long to reign over us:
God save the Queen.
II
O Lord, our God, arise,
Scatter thine (or her) enemies,
And make them fall:
Confound their politics,
Frustrate their knavish tricks,
On thee our hopes we fix:
God save us all.
III
Thy choicest gifts in store,
On her be pleased to pour;
Long may she reign:
May she defend our laws,
And ever give us cause
To sing with heart and voice
God save the Queen.
Otras estrofas en desuso por considerarse antiguas y con tono imperialista:
IV
Not in this land alone,
But be God's mercies known,
From shore to shore!
Lord make the nations see,
That men should brothers be,
And form one family,
The wide world over.
V
From every latent foe,
From the assassins blow,
God save the Queen!
O'er her thine arm extend,
For Britain's sake defend,
Our mother, prince, and friend,
God save the Queen!
VI
Lord grant that Marshal Wade
May by thy mighty aid
Victory bring.
May he sedition hush,
And like a torrent rush,
Rebellious Scots to crush.
God save the Queen!*




Bread Of Heaven (Welsh Hymn)




Welsh

Arglwydd, arwain trwy’r anialwch,
Fi, bererin gwael ei wedd,
Nad oes ynof nerth na bywyd
Fel yn gorwedd yn y bedd:
Hollalluog, Hollalluog,
Ydyw’r Un a’m cwyd i’r lan.
Ydyw’r Un a’m cwyd i’r lan

Agor y ffynhonnau melus
‘N tarddu i maes o’r Graig y sydd;
Colofn dân rho’r nos i’m harwain,
A rho golofn niwl y dydd;
Rho i mi fanna, Rho i mi fanna,
Fel na bwyf yn llwfwrhau.
Fel na bwyf yn llwfwrhau.

Pan yn troedio glan Iorddonen,
Par i’m hofnau suddo i gyd;
Dwg fi drwy y tonnau geirwon
Draw i Ganaan — gartref clyd:
Mawl diderfyn. Mawl diderfyn
Fydd i’th enw byth am hyn.
Fydd i’th enw byth am hyn.





Hymn (today’s) version

Guide me, O thou great Jehovah,
Pilgrim through this barren land;
I am weak, but thou art mighty;
Hold me with thy powerful hand:
Bread of heaven, bread of heaven
Feed me now and evermore.
Feed me now and evermore.

Open thou the crystal fountain
Whence the healing stream shall flow;
Let the fiery, cloudy pillar
Lead me all my journey through:
Strong deliverer, strong deliverer
Be thou still my strength and shield.
Be thou still my strength and shield.

When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside;
Death of death, and hell’s destruction,
Land me safe on Canaan’s side:
Songs of praises, songs of praises
I will ever give to thee.
I will ever give to thee.

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Juegos Olímpicos Londres 2012, minuto 9:05

http://www.rtve.es/londres-2012/videos/video?v=1875

Scotland The Brave (official hymn)



LYRICS: 

1. Let Italy boast of her gay gilded waters
Her vines and her bowers and her soft sunny skies
Her sons drinking love from the eyes of her daughters
Where freedom expires amid softness and sigh

2. Scotlands blue mountains wild where hoary cliffs are piled
Towering in grandeur are dearer tae me 
Land of the misty cloud, land of the tempest loud
Land of the brave and proud, land of the free

3. Enthroned on the peak of her own highland mountains 
The spirit of Scotia reigns fearless and free
Her green tartan waving o'er blue rock and fountain 
And proudly she sings looking over the sea

4. Here among my mountains wild I have serenly smiled
When armies and empires against me were hurled
Firm as my native rock, I have withstood the shock
Of England, of Denmark, of Rome, and the world

5. But see how proudly her war steeds are prancing
Deep groves of steel trodden down in their path
The eyes of my sons like their bright swords are glancing
Triumphantly riding through ruin and death 

6. Bold hearts and nodding plumes wave o'er their bloody tombs
Deep-eyed in gore is the green tartans wave
Shivering are the ranks of steel, dire is the horsemans wheel
Victorious in battlefield, Scotland the brave.

7. Bold hearts and nodding plumes wave o'er their bloody tombs
Deep-eyed in gore is the green tartans wave
Shivering are the ranks of steel, dire is the horsemans wheel
Victorious in battlefield, Scotland the brave.
Victorious in battlefield, Scotland the brave.

The Flower of Scotland




 O Flower of Scotland

O Flower of Scotland,
When will we see
Your like again,
That fought and died for,
Your wee bit Hill and Glen,
And stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.

The Hills are bare now,
And Autumn leaves
Lie thick and still,
O'er land that is lost now,
Which those so dearly held,
That stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.

Those days are past now,
And in the past
They must remain,
But we can still rise now,
And be the nation again,
That stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.

O Flower of Scotland,
When will we see
Your like again,
That fought and died for,
Your wee bit Hill and Glen,
And stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.


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 http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flower_of_Scotland

martes, 3 de julio de 2012

Waltzing Matilda - Australian










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http://learnenglish.britishcouncil.org/en/magazine-articles/waltzing-matilda

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La letra original está escrita en un inglés muy coloquial de Australia que dificulta su comprensión a quienes no están familiarizados con el contexto sociocultural en que se escribe la canción: La traducción es una tarea complicada debido a la cantidad de expresiones y juegos de palabras, sin embargo aquí ofrecemos una aproximación:

Once a jolly swagman camped by a billabong,
Under the shade of a coolibah tree,
And he sang as he watched and waited 'til his billy boiled
"You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me?"
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me
And he sang as he watched and waited 'til his billy boiled
"You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me?"
Down came a jumbuck to drink at the billabong,
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee,
And he sang as he stowed that jumbuck in his tucker bag,
"You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me".
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
"You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me"
And he sang as he stowed that jumbuck in his tucker bag,
"You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me".
Up rode the squatter, mounted on his thoroughbred,
Down came the troopers, one, two, three,
"Where's that jolly jumbuck that you've got in your tucker bag?"
"You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me".
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
"You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me"
"Where's that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag?",
"You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me".
Up jumped the swagman, leapt into the billabong,
"You'll never catch me alive," said he,
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by the billabong,
"You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me".
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by the billabong,
"You'll come a-Waltzing Matilda, with me?"

"Una vez un alegre vagabundo acampó junto a un remanso del río,
Bajo la sombra de un eucalipto,
Y cantaba mientras miraba y esperaba que su tetera hirviera.
"¿Quién vendrá a vagabundear conmigo?"
A vagabundear, a vagabundear
¿Quién vendrá a vagabundear conmigo?
Y cantaba mientras miraba y esperaba que su tetera hirviera
"¿Quién vendrá a vagabundear conmigo?"
Y así llegó una oveja a beber de la laguna,
Saltó hasta ella y la agarró con alegría,
Y cantaba mientras escondía la oveja en su alforja,
"Tú vendrás a vagabundear conmigo".
A vagabundear, a vagabundear
"Tú vendrás a vagabundear conmigo"
Y cantaba mientras escondía la oveja en su alforja,
"Tú vendrás a vagabundear conmigo".
Cabalgó el colono, montado en su pura sangre,
Y así llegaron los soldados, uno, dos, tres,
"¿Dónde está la alegre oveja que usted tiene en su alforja?"
"Tú vendrás a vagabundear conmigo".
A vagabundear, a vagabundear
"Tú vendrás a vagabundear conmigo".
"¿Dónde está la alegre oveja que usted tiene en su alforja?"
"Tú vendrás a vagabundear conmigo".
Brincó el vagabundo, saltando hacia el río,
"Nunca me capturaréis vivo", gritó él,
Y su fantasma puede ser oído al pasar por la laguna,
"¿Quién vendrá a vagabundear conmigo?"
A vagabundear, a vagabundear
"¿Quién vendrá a vagabundear conmigo?"
Y su fantasma puede ser oído al pasar por el río,
"¿Quién vendrá a vagabundear conmigo?"

[editar]Jerga utilizada en la letra

La letra de la canción contiene muchas palabras típicamente australianas, algunas de ellas muy rara vez utilizadas en el lenguaje cotidiano australiano, excepto esta canción. Se destacan:
swagman 
un hombre que recorre el campo en búsqueda de trabajo. Swag era el atado realizado con su manta que contenía sus pertenencias.
waltzing 
derivado del término en alemán auf der Walz, que significa viajar mientras se trabaja como artesano y aprender nuevas técnicas de los maestros antes de regresar al hogar después de un periodo de tres años y un día, una costumbre que aún hoy es utilizada por los carpinteros. Este tèrmino también puede significar bailar vals lo que hace un juego de palabras.
Matilda 
un término romántico para referirse al atado del swagman. No existe consenso sobre las raíces exactas del término «Matilda»; una interpretación es que cuando los swagmen se reunían en el campo, era muy rara la ocasión en que hubiera mujeres para poder bailar. Ellos de todas formas bailaban con sus swags, los que eran bautizados con un nombre de mujer. Sin embargo, esta interpretación parece estar influenciada por la palabra «waltz», y por ello la referencia a bailar. Es probable que siendo el swag la única compañía del swagman este los personificara como una mujer.
Otra explicación es que el término se origine en los inmigrantes alemanes. Los soldados alemanes se referían a sus capotes con el nombre de «Matilda», se supone porque el capote los mantenía calientes igual que una mujer. Los primeros inmigrantes alemanes que «salían de waltz» envolvían sus pertenencias en su saco y le daban el mismo nombre que había sido usado por los soldados.
Waltzing Matilda 
según lo indicado previamente, «to waltz Matilda» sería viajar con un atado, es decir, con todas las pertenencias envueltas en una manta o lona.

Waltzing Matilda es la canción folclórica más conocida de Australia (especialmente en el ámbito internacional) y ha sido propuesta como himno nacional.1 Para los australianos es su canción más arraigada y a la que tienen más cariño,2 existiendo un museo dedicado a ella en Winton,Queensland.
Fue compuesta en 1895 por Andrew Barton Paterson un poeta nacionalista australiano, también conocido como «Banjo» Paterson. Su versión original fue modificada y es esa segunda versión que se hizo familiar.[cita requerida]
Waltzing Matilda cuenta la historia de un vagabundo que acampa una noche al lado de una laguna (billabong), mientras toma un té. Una oveja (jumbuck en inglés australiano) se acerca a beber agua y el vagabundo la roba para alimentarse. El terrateniente se da cuenta y llama a tres policías para que arresten al vagabundo. Éste, antes de ser arrestado por el robo de una oveja, prefiere saltar al agua y morir ahogado. La canción termina contando que el fantasma del vagabundo puede oírse cantando una canción que invita a los viajeros a bailar el vals con él, es decir, a salir a los caminos con el vagabundo.
Waltzing Matilda se considera tradicionalmente como una canción que celebra el desafío de la gente pobre frente al poder de los ricos y del estado autoritario que protege los derechos de los ricos contra los derechos de los pobres.

viernes, 15 de junio de 2012

There Was An Old Lady





There was an Old Lady

There was an old lady who swallowed a fly
I don't know why she swallowed a fly - perhaps she'll die!

There was an old lady who swallowed a spider,
That wriggled and wiggled and tiggled inside her;
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly;
I don't know why she swallowed a fly - Perhaps she'll die!

There was an old lady who swallowed a bird;
How absurd to swallow a bird.
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider,
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly;
I don't know why she swallowed a fly - Perhaps she'll die!

There was an old lady who swallowed a cat;
Fancy that  to swallow a cat!
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird,
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider,
That wriggled and wiggled and tiggled inside her;
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly;
I don't know why  she swallowed a fly - Perhaps she'll die!

There was an old lady that swallowed a dog;
What a hog, to swallow a dog;
She swallowed the dog to catch the cat,
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird,
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider,
That wriggled and wiggled and tiggled inside her;
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly;
I don't know why she swallowed a fly - Perhaps she'll die!

There was an old lady who swallowed a goat,
She just opened her throat and swallowed a goat;
She swallowed the goat to catch the dog,
She swallowed the dog to catch the cat,
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird,
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider,
That wriggled and wiggled and tiggled inside her;
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly;
I don't know why she swallowed a fly - Perhaps she'll die!

There was an old lady who swallowed a pig,
What a prick to swallow a pig;
She swallowed the pig to catch the goat,
She swallowed the goat to catch the dog,
She swallowed the dog to catch the cat,
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird,
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider,
That wriggled and wiggled and tiggled inside her;
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly;
I don't know why she swallowed a fly - Perhaps she'll die!

There was an old lady who swallowed a cow,
I don't know how she swallowed a cow;
She swallowed the cow to catch the pig,
She swallowed the pig to catch the goat,
She swallowed the goat to catch the dog,
She swallowed the dog to catch the cat,
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird,
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider,
That wriggled and wiggled and tiggled inside her;
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly;
I don't know why she swallowed a fly - Perhaps she'll die!

There was an old lady who swallowed a horse...
She's dead, of course!

miércoles, 25 de abril de 2012

Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here








So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
And cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange
A walk on part in the war,
For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.


Hokey Pokey




You put your right foot in,
You put your right foot out;
You put your right foot in,
And you shake it all about.
You do the Hokey-Pokey,
And you turn yourself around.
That's what it's all about!

You put your left foot in,
You put your left foot out;
You put your left foot in,
And you shake it all about.
You do the Hokey-Pokey,
And you turn yourself around.
That's what it's all about!

You put your right hand in,
You put your right hand out;
You put your right hand in,
And you shake it all about.
You do the Hokey-Pokey,
And you turn yourself around.
That's what it's all about!

You put your left hand in,
You put your left hand out;
You put your left hand in,
And you shake it all about.
You do the Hokey-Pokey,
And you turn yourself around.
That's what it's all about!


You put your whole self in,
You put your whole self out;
You put your whole self in,
And you shake it all about.
You do the Hokey-Pokey,
And you turn yourself around.
That's what it's all about! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hokey_cokey

miércoles, 18 de abril de 2012

The Rooster (Irish Music)





I was out at the hen house

And on me knees

I thought I heard the chicken sneeze

It was only the rooster saying his prayers

Thanking the Lord for the Hens upstairs



We had some chickens no eggs would they lay

We had some chickens no eggs would they lay

The wife said honey we're loosing money

Because those chickens no eggs would they lay



Then came a rooster into our yard

And he caught them chickens right off their guard

They're laying eggs now like they never used to

Since that rooster came into our yard




We had a moo cow no milk would she give

We had a moo cow no milk would she give

O' the wife said honey we're loosing money (Oh yeah)

Because that moo cow no milk would she give



Then came a rooster into our yard

And caught that moo cow right off her guard

She's giving yoghurt like she never used to

Since that rooster came into our yard



We had an elephant and no tusks would he grow

We had a elephant and no tusks would he grow

The wife said honey we're loosing money (Oh yeah)

Because that elephant no tusks would he grow



Then came a rooster into our yard

And caught that elephant right off his guard

He's laying eggs now out of solid ivory

Since that rooster came into our yard



We had a rooster he was awfully gay

We had a rooster he was funny that way

O' the wife said honey we're loosing money

Because that rooster he's funny that way



Then came a chicken came into our yard

She caught that rooster right off his guard

He's laying hens now like he never used to

Since that chicken came into our yard

martes, 13 de marzo de 2012

Oh My Darling Clementine












Oh My Darling Clementine

In a cavern, in a canyon,
Excavating for a mine
Lived a miner forty niner,
And his daughter Clementine

Oh my darling, oh my darling,
Oh my darling, Clementine!
You are lost and gone forever
Dreadful sorry, Clementine

Light she was and like a feather,
And her shoes were number nine,
Herring boxes, without topses,
Sandals were for Clementine.

Drove her ducklings to the water
Ev'ry morning just at nine,
Struck her foot against a splinter,
Fell into the foaming brine.

Ruby lips above the water,
Blowing bubbles, soft and fine,
But, alas, I was no swimmer,
So I lost my Clementine.

How I missed her! How I missed her,
How I missed my Clementine,
But I kissed her little sister,
I forgot my Clementine.

Oh my darling, oh my darling,
Oh my darling, Clementine!
You are lost and gone forever
Dreadful sorry, Clementine

jueves, 2 de febrero de 2012

Oh Susanna








I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee
I'm going to Louisiana,
My true love for to see
It rained all night
The day I left
The weather it was dry
The sun so hot,
I froze to death
Susanna, don't you cry
Oh, Susanna,
Oh don't you cry for me
For I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee
I had a dream the other night
When everything was still
I thought I saw Susanna
A-coming down the hill
The buckwheat cake
Was in her mouth
The tear was
In her eye
Says I, I'm coming from the south
Susanna, don't you cry
Oh, Susanna,
Oh don't you cry for me
For I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee