I would not say that it was the favourite song of my father, but I have heard it so often, that I remembered it.  Recently I have found my notebook with some lyrics for my favourite songs and boy, was I young at that time.  I would say, fourteen to twenty years old.  Sure enough, there was some record of this song’s lyrics mixed with the words from some other song, but that was how my father sang.  Now I have found this song on www.youtube.com.  I never knew it was Algerian folk song.  Oh, well.  Finding the original seems “mission impossible”.  Anyway, in Russian translation it is called “Come back”.

The longer is the journey to your beloved, the more delightful is the moment of renunion

Source: http://vi.sualize.us/view/03fda202710da5ae44664e422a7c9665/

If anyone recognizes this song, please let me know and send me the Algerian original.  Thank you, all.

«Возвращайся»

Автор текста (слов):             Цейтлин Ю.

Композитор (музыка):          Гаррис А.

Algerian Folk Song \”Come Back\” in Russian

Возвращайся, я без тебя столько дней,

Возвращайся, трудно мне без любви твоей.

Возвращайся, кто бы не встретился на пути,

Мимо счастья так легко пройти.

Много дней дует знойный сирокко,

Но он слёзы мои не осушит,

Караван твой в пустыне далёкой,

Нет с тобой моих рук,

Нет с тобой моих глаз.

Если смерч тебя встретит жестокий,

Знаю я, ты пред ним не отступишь.

Чем труднее к любимой дороги,

Тем прекрасней, тем радостней встречи час.

Возвращайся, я без тебя столько дней,

Возвращайся, трудно мне без любви твоей.

Возвращайся, кто бы не встретился на пути,

Мимо счастья так легко пройти.

Много дней дует знойный сирокко,

Но он слёзы твои не осушит,

Караван мой в пустыне далёкой,

Нет с тобой моих рук,

Нет с тобой моих глаз.

Если смерч тебя встретит жестокий,

Знаю я, ты пред ним не отступишь.

Чем труднее к любимой дороги,

Тем прекрасней, тем радостней встречи час.

М-м-м-м м-м-м-м-м-м-м

М-м-м-м м-м-м-м-м-м-м-м

М-м-м-м м-м-м-м-м-м-м-м-м

Мимо счастья так легко пройти.

Мимо счастья так легко пройти.

Мимо счастья так легко пройти.

М-м-м-м м-м-м-м-м-м-м

М-м-м-м м-м-м-м-м-м-м-м

М-м-м-м м-м-м-м-м-м-м-м-м

М-м-м-м м-м-м-м-м-м

М-м-м-м м-м-м-м-м-м

Halloween Lips or Lips of Desire?

Source: http://vi.sualize.us/view/kallini2002/cb417e230b3928e3620ba56436f5c793/

Tino Rossi \”Besame Mucho\” 1945

Often black seems to be white and white seems to be black

Source: http://video.dada.com.ua/images/movie/full/4968d25eee731.jpg

\”Мы выбираем, нас выбирают\” песня из к\\ф \”Большая Перемена\”

A song about that more often than not people we fall in love with are in love with someone else who are in turn are in love with someone else still

Is it a circular or linear unhappiness?  Or interconnected unhappiness?

It is sad, but true. I am still in the mood “I wish I could forget”.  Why don’t I?

«Мы выбираем, нас выбирают»

Песня из кинофильма «Большая Перемена»

Мы выбираем, нас выбирают,
Как это часто не совпадает,
Я за тобою следую тенью,
Я привыкаю к несовпаденью.
Я за тобою следую тенью,
Я привыкаю к несовпаденью.

Я привыкаю, я тебе рада,
Ты не узнаешь, да и не надо,
Ты не узнаешь и не поможешь,
Что не сложилось, вместе не сложишь,
Что не сложилось, вместе не сложишь.

Кто ошибётся, кто угадает,
Разное счастье нам выпадает,
Часто простое кажется вздорным,
Чёрное белым, белое чёрным.
Часто простое кажется вздорным,
Чёрное белым, белое чёрным.

Счастье такая трудная штука,
То дальнозорко, то близоруко,
Часто простое кажется вздорным,
Чёрное белым, белое чёрным.
Часто простое кажется вздорным,
Чёрное белым, белое чёрным.

Часто простое кажется вздорным,
Чёрное белым, белое чёрным,
Чёрное белым, белое чёрным.

I have never heard of “Alejandro” by Lady Gaga until my friend suggested it.

“Listen to “Alejandro Gaga” – absolutely idiotic song, but perfect (!!!) salsa bit.”

I did look it up and watched the official video.

I was partially teasing my friend because I was not at all offended, but knowing him I was positive that he would be petrified if he knew what the video looked like.  Maybe I was wrong.  Assumptions, assumptions.

That is what I wrote in response:

“You gotta be kidding  me.  You made me watch this?!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=niqrrmev4mA&ob=av2e

Did you watch it yourself?  I suggest you do in its entirety and we share our opinions afterward.  I really don’t care for the bit.  This is insane.  Even though, I have to confess I was laughing partially because I was drunk.”

And drunk I was.  I was laughing long afterward.

But then communicating with another friend I told him that “Our communication resembles as much sanity as it is in this song” meaning “Alejandro” by Lady Gaga.

I doubt if he listened or watched.

Because what he said was

“thanks for the note…personal side bar can not stand Lady Gaga…but nice you tried to find some music to suit your mood”.

But that is exactly what our communication is.  All muddled up.  I never said a word that it suited my mood.  But boy, did it make me laugh!!!

Sie verbirgt wahre Liebe

This is my version of “Alejandro”.  There is nothing Mexican about the song or the boys in the video.  Given their uniform I would rather say it was inspired by Germans.  And one of the boys in the video closer to the end looked quite German or Russian, it does not really matter.  But that is the reason why I translated (sort of, my apologies to the German speaking people, I used auto translator.  If anybody wants to correct it, you are welcome, but it is mostly done for comic relief, not to offend anyone).

Or you are welcome to write your own lyrics to this video in any language.

So, here we go:

Source: http://smartlemming.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/abstract-waves.jpg

No particular reason for picking this song.  Or there is a possibility that there is a reason for everything.  As one of my new acquaintances put it “there is a reason for my insanity”.  So there must be a reason for mine.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YgYgpoZpOK0

Bob Dylan “Things Have Changed”

A worried man with a worried mind

No one in front of me and nothing behind

There’s a woman on my lap and she’s drinking champagne

Got white skin, got assassin’s eyes

I’m looking up into the sapphire-tinted skies

I’m well dressed, waiting on the last train

 

Standing on the gallows with my head in a noose

Any minute now I’m expecting all hell to break loose

 

People are crazy and times are strange

I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range

I used to care, but things have changed

 

This place ain’t doing me any good

I’m in the wrong town, I should be in Hollywood

Just for a second there I thought I saw something move

Gonna take dancing lessons, do the jitterbug rag

Ain’t no shortcuts, gonna dress in drag

Only a fool in here would think he’s got anything to prove

 

Lot of water under the bridge, lot of other stuff too

Don’t get up gentlemen, I’m only passing through

 

People are crazy and times are strange

I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range

I used to care, but things have changed

 

I’ve been walking forty miles of bad road

If the Bible is right, the world will explode

I’ve been trying to get as far away from myself as I can

Some things are too hot to touch

The human mind can only stand so much

You can’t win with a losing hand

 

Feel like falling in love with the first woman I meet

Putting her in a wheelbarrow and wheeling her down the street

 

People are crazy and times are strange

I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range

I used to care, but things have changed

 

I hurt easy, I just don’t show it

You can hurt someone and not even know it

The next sixty seconds could be like an eternity

Gonna get low down, gonna fly high

All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie

I’m in love with a woman who don’t even appeal to me

 

Mr. Jinx and Miss Lucy, they jumped in the lake

I’m not that eager to make a mistake

 

People are crazy and times are strange

I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range

I used to care, but things have changed

Kaliente

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pWEOBWiD42o&feature=related

Americo

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pvKNm3B0Ss4

Source: http://thumb2.visualizeus.com/thumbs/08/10/02/

The Song

The cry of the wife of the Greek in Southern Italy that has to emigrate to feed his family. A song in mixed Italian and Greek lingo of Southern Italy.

Writer & composer:                   Franco Corgliano.

Orchestration:                       Savvas Savva

Artist:                                     Lenia1

CD:                                         My musical voyages.

Source: http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mUB9YDdqDTQ/R5-bFUabA-I/AAAAAAAAADg/45l7Bc876oY/S660/background3-ballroom-dancing-paris-ithaca-nightlife-image-7002.jpg

This song was a favourite of mine for a long long time.  Maybe because I heard it in my childhood.  My son (of course!) said that it was very dumb.  The only thing that he appreciated was the clip – the puppets & their performance.  But he never likes anything that I choose, he just has to be DA BOSS.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ja_G2MSY9E8

The major point in this song is, of course, humour, but you might enjoy the clip, too.

Am
Это школа Соломона Кляра,
Am             A      Dm
Школа бальных танцев, вам говорят.
Dm6
Две шаги налево, две шаги направо,
E       E7   E      Am
Шаг вперед и две назад.

Кавалеры приглашают дамов!
Там, где брошка, там перед.
Две шаги налево, две шаги направо,
Шаг вперед и поворот.

Дамы, не сморкайтесь в занавески!
Это неприлично, вам говорят.
Это неприлично, негигиенично
И несимпатично, вам говорят.

Кавалеры, не держите дамов
Ниже талии, вам говорят.
Это неприлично, негигиенично
И несимпатично, вам говорят.

Дамы, приглашайте кавалеров!
Там, где галстук, там перед.
Две шаги налево, две шаги направо,
Шаг вперед и поворот.

Дамы, дамы, помогите Боре!
Помогите Боре, вам говорят.
Он наделал лужу прямо в коридоре -
Шаг вперед и две назад.

Дамы, дамы, не вертите задом!
Это не пропеллер, а вы не самолет.
Это неприлично, негигиенично
Шаг вперед и поворот.

Адик Рабинович, я имею выйти,
Я имею выйти, вам говорят.
Адик Рабинович, вы мне замените,
Шаг вперед и две назад.

Это школа Соломона Кляра,
Школа бальных танцев, вам говорят.
Две шаги налево, две шаги направо,
Шаг вперед и две назад.

source: http://www.ngavan.ru/gan/a01/b90/c0000/d0583/ind.shtml

source: http://static.open.salon.com/files/woman-smoking1259336894.jpg 

Love & Tobacco. A Perfect reason to quit smoking.

“I tampakera”
Music: Iosif Ritsiardis
Lyrics: M. Traiforos, G. Giannakopoulos

I came across this song, as I usually come across anything.  I stumble upon it.  I loved it.  It took me awhile to discover the lyrics translation and now I love the song even more.

The first clip is my favourite:

Fritzilia Martha (Such drama & agony in her performance!)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=phnfVQD2z0o&feature=related 

Oleg Pogudin

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oa-P3ZFYv3k&feature=related

Μαρινέλλα – Η ΤΑΜΠΑΚΙΕΡΑ (English Subtitles)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=63_NKnUUneg

Lyrics

Why did you give me this cigarette case?

Since you have thought slyly about me

And basically you want to keep me away

Why did you give me this cigarette case?

And basically you want to keep me away

Why did you give me this cigarette case?

I should not have taken your cigarette case

Because I see it and fall into deep melancholy

And I even think about quitting smoking

So that I can send you away from my mind for just a second

And I even think about quitting smoking

So that I can send you away from my mind for just a second

You never let me see a happy day

And you always liked to torture me

And maybe you gave me this cigarette case

So that smoking would also turn into nightmare for me

And maybe you gave me this cigarette case

So that smoking would also turn into nightmare for me

And now with autotranslator (try to make sense out of it!!!)

Τι μου τη χάρισες αυτή τη ταμπακέρα
αφού για μένα πονηρά έχεις σκεφτεί
κι αφού στο βάθος θέλεις να με κάνεις πέρα
τι μου τη χάρισες την ταμπακέρα αυτή;

Ποτέ δε μ’ άφησες να δω μιαν άσπρη μέρα
και σου γουστάρει πάντα να με τυραννάς
κι ίσως μου χάρισες αυτή την ταμπακέρα
για να μου γίνει και το κάπνισμα βραχνάς.

Την ταμπακέρα σου δεν έπρεπε να πάρω
γιατί τη βλέπω και βαθιά μελαγχολώ
μέχρι που σκέφτομαι να κόψω το τσιγάρο
για να σε διώξω μια στιγμή απ’ το μυαλό.

What gave me a cigarette roller

after this evil for me because you think too deep in

You want to do beyond

what gave me the cigarette roller that?

Never leave me to see an white day

and still likes you tormenting me

and perhaps I gave this to my cigarette case

made and smoking nightmare.

The cigarette case you should not get

why I see and deeply sadden to think

that to quit smoking in order

to chase away a moment from your mind

David Bisbal – Bulería

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wTm-Q43ZQek&feature=channel

Note: Since I don’t speak Spanish, the translation is done with the online translator, so it is lame, my apologies.