Condolence [Song]

Uploaded by Vgouveia100

CONDOLENCE
By Benjamin Clementine

I swear, that you’ve seen me
Yes, you’ve seen me here before, before
And so don’t you dare tell it,
Don't you dare tell it otherwise.

This voice, this particular voice
Yes, you’ve heard it before, before
And so don’t you dare tell it
Don’t you dare tell it otherwise.

No wonder, why the road seems so long
'Cause I had done it all before
And I won!

This feeling that you're feeling, tell me, don’t be ashamed,
You felt it before, before
And so don’t you dare tell it
Don’t you dare tell it otherwise.

I almost forgot, foolish me, I almost forgot, forgot
That where I am from, we see the rain
Before the rain even starts to rain.

No wonder why you've been bothering me
This walk, it's a previous journey
And I won!

Uhmmmm...

Oh, no wonder why the road seems so long
'Cause I had done it all before
And no wonder why the road seems so long
'Cause you had done it all before
And you won!

Before I was born there was a storm
Before that storm there was fire
Burning everywhere, everywhere
And everything became nothing again
And out of nothing,
Out of absolutely nothing, you, you were born, you were born
So that when you become someone one day
You will always remember that you came from nothing.

No wonder why they are bothering you
This walk, it's a previous journey
And no wonder why you've been bothering you
This walk, it's a previous journey
And you won!

I’m sending my condolence
Send your condolence to fear
Just send your condolence
Send your condolence to insecurity.

They should know by now
They should know by now
That we just don’t care
For what they might say
Will only bring someone downhill.

And I’m sending my condolence
I’m sending my condolence to fear
I’m sending my condolence
I’m sending my condolence to insecurity.

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................


A Note From The Gull

We are sending our condolences to fear and insecurity.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

Keskidee Sings [Song]


Uploaded by Ashbavibe

KESKIDEE SINGS
By Asheba

I know you by your yellow vest, you little Keskidee
That suits so well that mean brown coat that clings so close to thee
The little ring upon your head that forms a little hat
Why, if you stood with all the other birds
I would know you just by that.

And if for fun you hide yourself so that I could not see
I'd know you still, you pretty thing
When you sing, I hear you sing,
"Keskidee, Keskidee, Keskidee, Keskidee!"

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................


A Note From The Gull

Some attribute the bird's local name "Keskidee" to the sense of humour of the French speaking population who heard in the bird's call a perfect fit with the rhythm and sound of their expression, 'Qu'est-ce-qu'il-dit?'. What is he saying?

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

Banjara | Wanderer [Song]

Uploaded by Maati Baani

BANJARA | WANDERER
By Maati Baani ft. Sufi folk singer, Mooralala Marwada

Chakki rahi, Kabira baitha royee
The millstone of life goes on moving, Kabir weeps
Dono pud ke beech me saajha na nikle koi
Between the layers of truth and untruth, no one is spared
Chakki chal rahi Kabira baitha joyee
The millstone of life goes on moving, Kabir observes
Khoonta pakdo nij naam ka to sajha nikle jo soyee.
He who holds the anchor of His name, will always remain unhurt!

Chhod ke mat jaao ekli re Banjara re Banjara re
Don't leave me now, O Breath, I am a wanderer!
Chhod ke mat jaao ekli re Banjara re Banjara re
Don't leave me now, O Breath, I am a wanderer!
Door des ka hai maamla
Still have to travel faraway lands
Ab jaago pyaara re.
O, the one who is asleep, awake!

Apna Saahebne mahal banayee, Banjara re Banjara re
Our Master has made this body like a palace,
Apna Saahebne mahal banayee, banjara re banjara re
Our Master has made this body like a palace,
Gehri gehri haye been bajai, banjara ho
And He played the instrument of breath within!

Chhod ke mat jaao ekli re Banjara re Banjara re
Don't leave me now, O Breath, I am a wanderer!
Chhod ke mat jaao ekli re Banjara re Banjara re
Don't leave me now, O Breath, I am a wanderer!

Apna Saahebne baag banayee
Our Master has made this body like a garden,
Apna Saahebne baag banayee, banjara re
Our Master has made this body like a garden,
Phool bhari layee chhab re, banjara ho
And how He' s filled it with a bowl of flowers!

Kahat Kabira | Kabir says,
Kahat Kabira | Kabir says,
Kahat Kabira | Kabir says,
Kahat Kabira Dharmidas ko
Kabir says, he who follows the truth
Sant amrapur maalna, banjara ho.
Will attain the kingdom of immortality.

Chhod ke mat jaao ekli re Banjara re Banjara re
Don't leave me now, O Breath, I am a wanderer!
Door des ka hai maamla
Still have to travel faraway lands
Ab jaago pyaara re
O, the one who is asleep, awake!
Ab jaago pyaara re
O, the one who is asleep, awake!
Ab jaago pyaara re
O, the one who is asleep, awake!

Lyrics source and translation.
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A Note From The Gull

I have no words for this beauty.

चाकी चली गुपाल की, सब जग पीसा झार
रुरा सब्द कबीर का, डारा पात उखार।
परमात्मा के चलती चक्की में संसार के सभी लोग पिस रहे है। लेकिन कबीर का प्रवचन
बहुत ताकतवर है। जो भ्रम और माया के पाट पर्दा को ही उघार देता है और मोह
माया से लोगो की रक्षा हो जाती है।

Chaki chali Gupal ki,sab jag peesa jhaar
Rura sabd Kabir ka, daara paat ukhaar.

Everyone in the world is being ground completely in the grinding mill of God.
The discourse of Kabir is not pleasant but it removes the curtain of illusions.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

Scale Down [Song]


Uploaded by ByScottMckibben

SCALE DOWN
By Rising Appalachia

Stand up, look around and then scale that down too
Stand up, look around and then scale that down too
Stand up, look around and then scale that down too
Stand up, look around and then scale that down too
Stand up, look around and then scale that down too.

Woh, I believe in a revolution,
I believe it is at hand now, believe in it,
Thick hands are strengthened daily, daily on demand
Because see, I am a blacksmith of metal and words
And a sheep that's pitch black too,
And lord, in this life that's all, all we wound up to do
Because 500 hundred years ago, when these same trees were more dense,
And all this color pristine, so the chaos here made sense.
There was no knowing of the loss of a whole mountain,
Of that same mountain that I call home
And lord, lord, these same trees, they rolled on and on,
Without mention of vanishing or with whom to belong
And these same mountains echoed peace out
A long time before the news, and oh, now that too is nearly gone,
Now that too is nearly gone,
So tell me what have we done as a civilization
To destroy in our own wake
Oh, that metaphorical hand that feeds us y'all
We are trashing our own birthday cake
And I consider myself a skeptic but lord, I'm an optimist in soul
And we are all getting throwed around and dragged along like the bull
He is huge and rageful, yet somehow subdued and hauled by those thick rings
So don't you too shut out the nasty, sticky truth of things.

Here we go.
Get the fuck out your car,
Walk, it's good for you
Stop consuming blindly,
And get by on that that you do have and possess
And then scale that down too.

It starts there,
Everybody's got a lot to say about everybody else
But it's our own transgression that always tends to melt away
And fade into that critique of whose fault or whose blame or whose wrong,
But oh, no, no, each and everyone of us,
We are doing something it's too hard or too fast or too long
And there's none but ourselves to make this thing last, none but ourselves
No, there's none but ourselves to make this thing last, none but ourselves
So there's none but ourselves to make this thing last, none but ourselves
Oh no, there's none but ourselves to make this thing last, none but ourselves.

So it starts there,
Everybody take a long, hard look at you,  a long, long, hard look at you
Lord, it starts there
Everybody take a long, hard look at you, a long, hard look at you
Oh no, it starts there,
Everybody take a long, hard look at you,  a long, hard look at you
Oh no, it starts there,
Everybody take a long, hard look at you,  a long, hard look at you.

And you stand up, and you look around and then you scale that down too
Lord, stand up, look around and then scale that down too
Stand up, look around and then scale that down too
Stand up, look around and then scale that down too
Stand up, look around and then scale that down too.

[Woh, you scale that down]
Stand up and you look down and scale that down too
[Oh no, you scale that down]
Stand up and you look down and scale that down too
[Oh no, you scale that down]
Stand up and you look down, then scale that down too
[Woh, you scale that down]
Stand up, you look down and scale that down too.

Woh no, you stand up, you look down and scale that down too
Oh, you stand up, you look down and scale that down too
Oh, you stand up, you look down and scale that down too
Oh, you stand up, you look down and scale that down too.

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................


A Note From The Gull

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

A Pilgrim's Way [Song]

Uploaded by Beth Boyle

A PILGRIM'S WAY 
By Peter Bellamy based on the poem by Rudyard Kipling
Performed by Ian Robb

I will not look for noble saints to guide me on my way,
Nor for male or female devilkins to lead my feet astray.
If these be added, I'll rejoice—if not, I shall not mind,
As long as I have leave and choice to meet my fellow-kind.

For as we come and as we go, and very soon go we!
The people, Lord, Thy people, are good enough for me!

Thus I will honour pious men whose virtue shines so bright
Though none is more amazed than I when I by chance do right,
And I will pity foolish men for woes their sins have bred
Though ninety-nine percent of mine I've brought on my own head.

Yes, Amorite or Eremite, or just General Averagee,
The people, Lord, Thy people, are good enough for me!

And if they bore me overmuch, I will not shake mine ears,
Recalling many thousand such that I have bored to tears.
And if they labour to impress me, I will not doubt or scoff;
Since I myself have done no less and have sometimes pulled it off.

Yes, as we are and we are not, and as we pretend to be,
The people, Lord, Thy people, are good enough for me!

And when they work me random wrong, as often-times has been,
I will not cherish hate too long for my hands are none too clean.
And if they do me random good, I will not feign surprise.
No more than those that I have cheered with wayside courtesies.

Yes, as we give and as we take, whate'er our takings be
The people, Lord, Thy people, are good enough for me!

And deliver me from every pride — the Middle, High, and Low
That keeps me from a brother's side, whatever pride he show.
And purge from me all heresy of thought and deed and pen
That bids me judge him otherwise than I am judged. Amen!

For as we live and as we die — if after-Death there be
The people, Lord, Thy people, are good enough for me!

That I may sing for Crowd or King or for road-borne company,
That I may labour in my day, vocation and degree,
To prove the same by deed and name, and hold unshakenly
Where'er I go, whate'er I know, and whoe'er my neighbour be.

This single faith in Life and Death and to Eternity:
The people, Lord, Thy people, are good enough for me!

Lyrics source.
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A Note From The Gull


"The people, Lord, Thy people, are good enough for me!"

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

My World [Song]

Uploaded by Reggaeville

MY WORLD
By Ronnie Davis

Sitting around, doing nothing
I’ve got nothing on my mind
And if you should stop to talk to me
Said you’d just be wasting your time
I don’t know nothing 'bout nothing
Lord, I’m living in a world I created for myself...oh yay
I’m living in a world I created for myself... all right.

Some folks call me a Rasta
They say I’ve got peculiar ways
The funny clothes, the funny clothes I wear
They say I’m a big disgrace...oh no
But they don’t bother me 'cause I’m doing alright
I’m living in a world I created for myself
This is my world!
I’m living in a world I created for myself...oh yay.

I’m living in a world I created for myself
I’m living in a world I created for myself.

Some folks call me a hippie
They say I’ve got peculiar ways
The funny clothes, the funny clothes I wear
They say I’m a big disgrace...oh no
But they don’t bother me 'cause I’m doing alright
I’m living in a world I created for myself
This is my world!
I’m living in a world I created for myself
This is my world!
I’m living in a world I created for myself.
For myself.
This is my world!
I’m living in a world I created for myself
This is my, my, my world
I’m living in a world I created for myself
You can’t live in my world
I’m living in a world I created for myself
My world! My world!
I’m living in a world I created for myself
This is my world!
I create my world for myself.

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................

A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Ronnie Davis. Near the end of this video, Ronnie Davis holds up a handwritten message. It reads:


"LIVE THE LIFE YOU LOVE. 
LOVE THE LIFE YOU LIVE."

Ronnie Davis left this world for Zion in January this year but his message remains with us. Make your own way.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

Overcome [Song]

Uploaded by lauramvulaVEVO

OVERCOME
By Laura Mvula

When your heart is broken down, down, down
And your head don't reach the sky
Take your broken wings and fly!

When your head is hanging low, low, low
And the tears, they keep falling
Take your broken feet and run!

With the world up on your shoulders
Nowhere left to hide
Keep your head up, carry on!

It ain't no time to die, die
Even though we suffer
Come together, be brave!
Come together!
All God's children, come!

'Round the mountain, all God's children run
'Round the mountain, all God's children run
'Round the mountain, all God's children run
[All God's children run 'round the mountain, run]
'Round the mountain, all God's children run
[All God's children run 'round the mountain, run]
'Round the mountain, all God's children run
[All God's children run 'round the mountain, run]
'Round the mountain, all God's children run
[All God's children run 'round the mountain, run]
'Round the mountain, all God's children run
[All God's children run 'round the mountain, run]
'Round the mountain, all God's children run
[All God's children run 'round the mountain, run!]

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................


A Note From The Gull

Make at least one person happy today.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

Step Out In The Sunshine [Song]

Uploaded by Steve Wells

STEP OUT IN THE SUNSHINE
By Ralph Stanley

Step out in the sunshine so lovely and bright
Oh, leave the dark shadows for rain
Come walk in the pathway of gladness and light
And make your life happy each day.

Step out in the beautiful sunshine, step out
That's beaming from heaven above, from heaven above
Step out in the beautiful sunshine, step out
Step out in His wonderful love.

Step out in the sunshine, its wonderful rays
Will joy everlasting impart
New strength for your journey in swift passing days
New cheers for your grief-burdened heart.

Step out in the beautiful sunshine, step out
That's beaming from heaven above, from heaven above
Step out in the beautiful sunshine, step out
Step out in His wonderful love
Step out in His wonderful love.

Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are often transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! ..............................................................................................................................

A Note From The Gull


16 Yours is the day, Yours also is the night;
You have prepared the light and the sun.
-- Psalm 74:16 (NASB)

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

Sweet Old World [Song]

Uploaded by Santi Mayor

SWEET OLD WORLD
By Lucinda Williams

See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world?
What you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world?

The breath from your own lips,
The touch of fingertips,
A sweet and tender kiss,
The sound of a midnight train,
Wearing someone's ring,
Someone calling your name,
Somebody so warm cradled in your arm.
Didn't you think you were worth anything?

See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world?
What you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world?

Millions of us in love,
Promises made good,
Your own flesh and blood,
Looking for some truth,
Dancing with no shoes,
The beat, the rhythm of blues,
The pounding of your heart's drum together with another one.
Didn't you think anyone loved you?

See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world?
What you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world?
See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world?
What you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world?

Lyrics source.
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A Note From The Gull

When you feel like giving up, just remember the reason why you held on for so long.” – Unknown

Suicide doesn’t end the chances of life getting worse, it eliminates the possibility of it ever getting any better.” – Unknown

Anyone desperate enough for suicide should be desperate enough to go to creative extremes to solve problems: elope at midnight, stow away on the boat to New Zealand and start over, do what they always wanted to do but were afraid to try.” – Richard Bach

When you get into a tight place and everything goes against you, till it seems as though you could not hang on a minute longer, never give up then, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn.” – Harriet Beecher Stowe

Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem.”

Place your hand over your heart, can you feel it? That is called purpose. You’re alive for a reason so don’t ever give up.” – Unknown

If you want to show me that you really love me, don’t say that you would die for me, instead stay alive for me.” – Unknown

The person who completes suicide, dies once. Those left behind die a thousand deaths, trying to relive those terrible moments and understand … Why?” – Clark (2001)

Quotes sourced here.

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

Another Train [Song]

Uploaded by Bambi Diego

ANOTHER TRAIN
Composed by Pete Morton
Performed by Sally Barker

The beginning is now and will always be,
You say you lost your chance and fate brought you defeat,
But that means nothing, you look so sad,
You’ve been listening to those who say you've missed your chance.

There’s another train, there always is,
Maybe the next one is yours,
Get up and climb aboard another train.

You feel you’re done, there’s no such thing,
Although you’re standing on your own, your own breath is king,
The beginning is now, don’t turn around,
Regrets of bad mistakes will only drain you.

There’s another train, there always is,
Maybe the next one is yours,
Get up and climb aboard another train.

We crawl in the dark sometimes and think too much,
Then we fill our heads with crazy things that only break our hearts.
And I know you’ve seen what the earth can do,
When it's dragging down another load of worrisome fools.

There’s another train, there always is,
Maybe the next one is yours,
Get up and climb aboard another train.

I know it's hard when you feel confused,
You can crown yourself with fear and you feel you cannot move,
You're building worlds that don’t exist
Imagination plays the worst tricks.

There’s another train, there always is,
Maybe the next one is yours,
Get up and climb aboard

There’s another train, there always is,
Maybe the next one is yours,
Get up and climb aboard

There’s another train, there always is,
Maybe the next one is yours,
Get up and climb aboard

There’s another train, there always is,
Maybe the next one is yours,
Get up and climb aboard

There’s another train, there always is,
Maybe the next one is yours,
Get up and climb aboard

There’s another train, there always is,
Maybe the next one is yours,
Get up and climb aboard another train.

Lyrics source.
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Note From The Gull


"But Jesus came and touched them, saying, “Get up and do not be afraid.
----Matthew 17:7 [NRSVCE]

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare

Ныне Силы небесныя | Now the Powers of Heaven. [Hymn]

Uploaded by zilzila007

NOW THE POWERS OF HEAVEN
Composed by Count Aleksandr Sheremetev (1859-1931)
Performed by the Moscow Sretensky Monastery Choir

Nine sili nebsniya s nami nevidimo sluzhat | Now the Powers of Heaven do serve invisibly with us
Se bo fhodit Tsar slavi | Lo, the King of Glory enters.


Se, zhertva taynaya sovershena dorinositsia | Lo, the mystical sacrifice is upborne, fulfilled.
Veroyu i liuboviyu pristupim | Let us draw near in faith and love
Da prichasnitsi ahini vechniya budem | and become communicants of life eternal.

Alliluiya! Alliluiya! Alliluiya! | Alleluia! alleluia! alleluia!


Lyrics source.
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A Note From The Gull

Христос воскрес! Christ is risen!

"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.

Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.

Mweh ka allay!
Guanaguanare