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    Par martineB le 15 Novembre 2009 à 19:30



    Sabia

    San vicente

    Siyahamba

     


     (liens avec le blog skyblog)

    Singa   + ou - Page(s) 21 
    Slava 1, 2   + ou - Page(s) 22,37
    Sofa  1, 2, 3   + ou - Page(s) 24,26,57
    Soul love 1, 2, 3, 4
    Sous le pont Mirabeau (voir à Pont...)
    Stayin alive 1, 2   + ou - Page(s) 24,37
    Sugar Baby Love 1, 2, 3

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    SABIA
    (Traditionnel Brésilien)

     

     

    SABIA par notre chorale en 2011

     

     

     PHONETIQUE : 

    A todo mundo do pisi(ou)
    Pergoutando pour méobem
    Tendou coração vazi(ou)
    Viv'assia dar pisiu
    Sabià vem kà tambèm         (BIS)

    Tou qui andas pelou mund(o) (sabià)
    Tou qui tant(ou) jà vouo (sabià)
    Tu que falos passarinho (sabià)
    Alivia minha dor

    Tem pena dé-(o) (sabià)
    Diz pour favor (sabià)
    Tou qui tanta da nou mund(o) (sabià)
    Ondi ando méo amor
    sabià 
     
     
     
     
     
     
    SANDALA
     
     
    AUTRES VIDEOS : 
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eP1sR5pqpW0#t=48
    http://www.tousauxbalkans.net/Sandala
    http://www.tousauxbalkans.net/files/balkanparty2005/Sandala.mp3
     
     
     
    1.
    (Arakhlem la p-i ulica, kindem laqe lubenica
    Aj dala dala dala, kindem laqe sandala
    Aj da-la dala dala, kindem laqe lubenica
    Aj dala dala dale, kindem laqe sandale)

    A la clèmla pi ou litsa kinedèm laqué lioubélitsa
    Aï da la da a la da la (hey) kinedèm laqué sanndala (bis)
    Aï da la da la da la kinedèm laqué lioubélitsa
    Aï da la da la da lé kinedèm laqué sanndalé (bis)

    2.
    (Arakhlem la an-dromorro, kindem laqe ga-(a)dorro
    Aj dala dala dala, kindem laqe sandala
    Aj da-la dala dala, kindem laqe ga-(a)dorro
    Aj dala dala dale, kindem laqe sandale)

    A la clèmla anndromoro kinedèm laqué ga a doro
    Aï da la da a la da la (hey) kinedèm laqué sanndala (bis)
    Aï da la da la da la kinedèm laqué ga a doro
    Aï da la da la da lé kinedèm laqué sanndalé (bis)

    3.
    (Arakhlem la ki-xa-ing, kindem laqe angrusti-(i)k
    Aj dala dala dala, kindem laqe sandala
    Aj da-la dala dala, kindem laqe angrusti-(i)k
    Aj dala dala dale, kindem laqe sandale)

    A la clèmla ki cha i ig kinedèm laqué anngroustiik (le ch comme ch allemand)
    Aï da la da a la da la (hey) kinedèm laqué sanndala (bis)
    Aï da la da la da la kinedèm laqué anngroustiik
    Aï da la da la da lé kinedèm laqué sanndalé (bis)


    4.
    (Arakhlem la k-o pani, kindem laqe luludi
    Aj dala dala dala, kindem laqe sandala
    Aj da-la dala dala, kindem laqe luludi
    Aj dala dala dale, kindem laqe sandale)

    A la clèmla kompani i kinedèm laqué lou lou di i
    Aï da la da a la da la (hey) kinedèm laqué sanndala (bis)
    Aï da la da la da lé kinedèm laqué lou lou di i
    Aï da la da la da lé kinedèm laqué sanndalé (bis)
     
     
     
     
     
    SAN VICENTE

     
     
     
    Voir aussi : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H0BLHm7uyO0
     
     
    Coração americano
    acordei de um sonho estranho
    Um gosto de vidro e corte
    Um sabor de chocolate
    No corpo e na cidade
    Um sabor de vida e morte
    Coração americano
    Com sabor de vidro e corte
     
     
    A espera na fila imensa
    E o corpo negro se esqueceu 
    Estava em San Vicente
    A cidade e suas luzes
    Estava em San Vicente
    As mulheres e os homens
    Coração americano
    Com sabor de vidro e corte
     

    As horas não se contavam
    E o que era negro anoiteceu
    Enquanto se esperava
    Eu estava em San Vicente
    Enquanto acontecia
    Eu estava em San Vicente
    Coração americano
    Um sabor de vidro e corte
     
     
    en phonétique : 

    Corassaon américanou
    Accordeï djioum sone ngn(ou) ichtraniou
    Ou goustou vidri cortchi
    Ou sabor di chocolaatchi
    Nou corpo i na cidadji
    Ou sabor dji vida i mortchi
    Corassaon américanou
    Ou sabor dji vidrui cortchi


    Achpèra na file immaïnssa
    You corpou nègrou sizchquésséou
    Ichtava y san vicèntchi
    A cidadji souach louousich
    Ichtava y san vicèntchi
    Aj moulièriz i ouz omaïch
    Corassaon américanou
    Ou sabor dji vidrui cortchi

    ou ou ou

    As horas naon si contavaon
    I yiu quièra négr anoïlltésséo
    Incointou si chpérava
    Eo échtav'y san vicèntchi
    Incointou acontécia
    Eo échtav'y san vicèntchi
    Corassaon américanou
    Ou sabor dji vidrui cortchi
     

     
     SEVEN STONES (SAISON 2010/2011)
    (Genesis)
     

     
     



    I heard the old man tell his tale:

    Tinker, alone within a storm,
    And losing hope he clears the leaves beneath a tree,
    Seven stones
    Lay on the ground.
    Within the seventh house a friend was found.
    And the changes of no consequence will pick up the reins from nowhere.

    Sailors, in peril on the sea,
    Amongst the waves a rock looms nearer, and not yet seen.
    They see a gull
    Flying by.
    The captain turns the boat and he asks not why.
    And the changes of no consequence will pick up the reins from nowhere.
    Nowhere.
     
    a a a a a ...

    Despair that tires the world brings the old man laughter.
    The laughter of the world only grieves him,
    Believe him,
    The old man's guide is chance.

    I heard the old man tell his tale:

    Farmer, who knows not when to sow,
    Consults the old man clutching money in his hand.
    And with a shrug,
    The old man smiled,
    Took the money, left the farmer wild.
    And the changes of no consequence will pick up the reins from nowhere.
    Nowhere.

    Despair that tires the world brings the old man laughter.
    The laughter of the world only grieves him,
    Believe him,
    The old man's guide is chance.
     
    I heard the old man tell his tale.
     
     
     
     SIGNOR ABBATE (SAISON 2010/2011)
     

    (Ludwig van Beethoven)

     
     
     
     

     

    SIGNOR ABBATE par notre chorale en 2011


     
     
      Cliquez sur ce lien pour écouter le canon

     

    Signor Abbate !

    Io sono, io sono, io sono, ammalato

    Santo Padre vieni e date mila benedizione

    la benedizione

     

    Hol' Sie der Teufel

    wenn Sie nicht kommen

    Hol' Sie der Teufel

    wenn Sie nicht kommen

     

    Hol' Sie der Teufel


     


    SINGA
    (chant Africain)




    PHONETIQUE : 

    Singa yésu singa

    I we Mukama wa-i tusinga

    Singa yésu singa

    Muza ahura yesu singa

    I we Mukama wa-i tusinga

    I we Mukama wa-i tusinga
     
     
     
     
     
     
      SIYAHAMBA
    (chant Sud-Africain)
     
     
     

     
     
     
    Si ya hamb' e ku kha nyen kwen-khos'
    Si ya hamb' e ku kha nyen kwen-khos'
     
     
     
     
     
    SLAVA (Traditionnel Russe)
     
     
     
     
    Slava vych nickh bogou-i
    nazièm li-mirv
    tchièlo viètsekh
    blagovo liéni-ié (bis)

    Slava vych nickh bogou-i
    nazièm li-mirv
    tchièlo viètsekh
    blagovo liéni-ié

    Gospodious tnié mo-i-ot
    vièrzéchy-i ousta moia
    voz viéstia-a-at
    khvalou tvo-iou (bis)

     
     
    SOFA 2  (Franck Zappa)
     


    I am the heaven
    I am the water
    Ich bin der Dreck unter deinen Walzen
    (Oh no, whip it on me, honey!)
    Ich bin dein geheimer Schmutz
    Und verlorenes Metallgeld
    (Metallgeld)
    Ich bin deine Ritze
    Ich bin deine Ritze und Schlitze

    I am the clouds
    I am embroidered
    Ich bin der Autor aller Felgen
    Und Damast Paspeln
    Ich bin der Chrome Dinette
    Ich bin der Chrome Dinette
    Ich bin Eier aller Arten

    Ich bin alle Tage und Nachte
    Ich bin alle Tage und Nachte

    Ich bin hier (AIEE-AH!)
    Und du bist mein Sofa
    Ich bin hier (AIEE-AH!)
    Und du bist mein Sofa
    Ich bin hier (AIEE-AH!)
    Und du bist mein Sofa



     SOUL LOVE
    (David Bowie)


     

    Stone love - she kneels 
    b    efore the grave a
    Brave s    on who gave his life to save the
    Sl    ogan that hovers 'tween the headstone and her 
    Eye    s for they penetrate her grieving

    N    ew love a boy and girl are talking
    N    ew words that only they canshare in
    New words a love so strong it tears their hearts to sleep
    Throu    gh the fleeting hours of morning

    [C    HORUS]
    Love is careless 
    In     it's choosing 
    S    weeping over 
    Cro    ss a baby
    Lo    ve descends on those defenceless
    Id    iot love will spark the fusion

    Inspirations have I none
    Jus    t to touch the flaming dove
    Al    l I have is my love of love
    And love is not loving

    S    oul love the priest that tastes the word and
    T    old of love and how my God on high is
    All     love though reaching up my loneliness evolves
    By     the blindness that surrounds him

    [    CHORUS]
     
     
     
    STAYIN ALIVE (Bee Gees)


     
    DERNIERE VERSION STAYIN ALIVE AU 20/03/2014

    Do do tap doo doo ta da dap...(x 4)

    Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,
    I'm a woman's man: no time to talk.
    Music loud and women warm,
    I've been kicked around since I was born.
    And now it's all right. It's OK. And you may look the other way.
    Well we can try to understand the New York Times' effect on man.

    Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother,
    you're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
    Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin',
    and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.

    Ah, ha, ha, ha (légato) stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
    Ah, ha, ha, ha (légato) stayin' alive.

    Do do tap doo doo ta da dap...
     
     
    (Well now, I get low and I get high, and if I can't get either, I really try.Got the wings of heaven on my shoes. I'm a dancin' man and I just can't lose. You know it's all right. It's OK. I'll live to see another day. We can try to understand the New York Times' effect on man.Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother, you're stayin' alive, stayin' alive. Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin', and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive. Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive.Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive.)

     
    Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me. Somebody help me, yeah.
    Life goin' nowhere. /// Somebody help me, yeah. (hé hé ) I'm Stayin' alive.

    Do do tap doo doo ta da dap...
     
     
     
     
     
     SUGAR BABY LOVE (The Rubettes) 
     
     
     
     
    Sugar baby love, sugarbaby love
    I didn't make to make youblue
    Sugar baby love, sugarbaby love
    I didn't mean to hurt you.

    All lovers make, make thesame mistakes, yes theydo
    Yes, all lovers make,make the same mistakesas me and you

    Sugar baby love, sugarbaby love
    I didn't make to make youblue
    Sugar baby love, sugarbaby love
    I didn't mean to hurt you.

    ( People take my advice
    If you love somebody
    Don't think twice.)

    Love you baby love, sugarbaby love
    Love her anyway, love her ev'ryday
     
     
     

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