Guanaguanare: the laughing gull

Easter Sunday Meditation [Song]

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Sun, 12 Apr 2020 04:01:00 +0000

Uploaded by Cageless Birds

AIN'T NO GRAVE
Cageless Birds feat. Molly Skaggs

Shame is a prison as cruel as a grave

Shame is a robber and he's come to take my name

Oh Love is my Redeemer lifting me up from the ground

And Love is the power where my freedom song is found.

There ain't no grave gonna hold my body down

When I hear that trumpet sound

I'm gonna rise up out of the ground

There ain't no grave gonna hold my body down.

Oh Fear is a liar with a smooth and velvet tongue

Fear is a tyrant, he’s always telling me to run

Oh Love is Resurrection and Love is a trumpet sound

Love is my weapon, I’m gonna take my giants down.

There ain't no grave gonna hold my body down

When I hear that trumpet sound

I'm gonna rise up out of the ground

There ain't no grave gonna hold my body down.

Oh there was a battle, a war between Death and Life

And there on a tree the Lamb of God was crucified

And He went on down to Hell, He took back every key

And He rose up as a Lion and He’s setting all the captives free.

There ain't no grave could hold His body down

When He heard that trumpet sound

He rose up out of the ground

There ain't no grave could hold His body down

There ain't no grave could hold His body down.

When He heard the trumpet sound

He rose up out of the ground

There ain't no grave could hold His body down

There ain't no grave could hold His body down.

Christus Resurrexit!

Glorious Saturday Meditation [Song]

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Sat, 11 Apr 2020 03:52:00 +0000

Uploaded by Psallos Music
GLORY TO COME
By Psallos

The world is fraught with pain,
Sin has left a grievous stain.
Will we ever see relief?
Is there hope in suffering?

Creation groans
With the sons of flesh and bone,
“Lord, redeem us from this curse,
Our corruption please reverse.”

Hold fast,
A day will dawn when glory will be shown
Far outweighing pain and woe.
We await that glorious day
When full redemption comes
With the rising of the risen Son.

We hope in the Unseen,
Waiting for Him patiently,
Who will help us while we pray,
When we don’t know what to say?

The Spirit groans
For the sons the Father knows,
Intercedes when we are weak,
Gives us hope in suffering.

Hold fast,
A day will dawn when glory will be shown
Far outweighing pain and woe.
We await that glorious day
When full redemption comes
With the rising of the risen Son.

28 And we know that for all those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to His purpose. 29 For those who He foreknew He also predestined to be conformed to the image of His Son, in order that He might be the firstborn among many brothers. 30 And those whom He predestined He also called; and those whom He called He also justified; and those whom He justified, He also glorified.
--- Romans 8:28-30

The Lord conforms us to His Son,
For everyone He’s called He works good in all.
Foreknown, predestined, called in Christ
And also justified

And those He justifies,
He also glorifies.

Yes, if we suffer with Christ,
We will also be glorified.

Good Friday Meditation [Song]

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Sat, 11 Apr 2020 03:23:00 +0000

Uploaded by Salt of the Sound
TAKE ME BROKEN
By Salt of the Sound

Take me broken [all these pieces]
Wounded healer [heal me]
Take me empty [heal me]
Make me whole [make me whole]

"He himself bore our sins in His body on the tree
That we might die to sin and live to righteousness;
By His wounds you have been healed.
---1 Peter 2:24

Take me broken [all these pieces]
Wounded healer [heal me]
Take me empty [fill me, fill me, fill me]
Make me whole.

Take me broken [wounded healer]
Make me whole [me whole, make me whole]

The Way of the World [Song]

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Sat, 22 Feb 2020 11:27:00 +0000

Uploaded by GYPSY MUSIC | Published on Jan 8, 2020.

THE WAY OF THE WORLD
By Gypsy

Spoken words: In this life of trying to please people, it leaves you without the choice of pleasing yourself.

Life was meant to live, it was made so easy
It was meant to do things you want to do
But some people think you must follow their direction
And you have to do what they want you to
Them alone have the blueprint for living
The things you should do, them alone must tell
And if you should follow in their direction
They make your life complicated like hell.

Somebody going to love the things that you say
Somebody going to hate you for saying it that way
Somebody going to love the things that you do
Somebody will hate you for doing them too
Somebody going to love the way that you look
Somebody going to find you look like a mook
Nothing you could do, it's out your control
That is just the way of the world.

You see, if you trying to please everybody
Something wrong with you, you have to be mad
Take a walk to the sun, that might be more easy
But trying to please everybody is hard
You might just end up like little Jack Horner
Everybody pulling you in a different corner
At no time in life would you be at ease
If everybody you trying to please.

Somebody going to find that you are real brilliant
Somebody going that that you have real class
Somebody going to find that you are a genius
Somebody going to find that you're a real ass
Somebody going to find that you are kindhearted
Somebody going to find you callous and cold
Nothing you could do, life must take its toll
That is just the way of the world.

This world's made up of over seven billion
You must understand that you are just one
Nothing that you started is ever finished
Nothing you think you finish is ever done
Somebody always there to criticise it
They know exactly what you should do
This pleasing business so complicated
Sometimes in life you can't even please you.

You just tell yourself you ent saying nothing
But something inside you say you must talk
You just tell yourself from here you ent moving
But something inside you tell you to walk
You hungry like hell, you going and eat something
But something inside you say you too fat
Nothing you could do, you can't even please you
'Cause the world is made up like that.

Somebody going to love the things that you say
Somebody going to hate you for saying it that way
Somebody going to love the things that you do
Somebody will hate you for doing them too
Somebody going to love the way that you look
Somebody going to find you look like a mook
Nothing you could do, it's out your control
That is just the way of the world.

Somebody
Somebody
Somebody
Somebody
Somebody
Somebody
Somebody
Somebody...

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!
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A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Gypsy.

"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

Shadow Son [Song]

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Sat, 22 Feb 2020 11:20:00 +0000

Uploaded by trinidesi on 10 Oct 2019.
SHADOW SON
By Sharlan Bailey

I do intend to raise hell. Hey!
Wha's mih name? Wait, well hear de jam now.

Lai dai lay dai, ah-boop skip lai dai
Lai dai lay dai, ah-boop skip lai dai
Lai dai lay dai, ah-boop skip lai dai
Lai dai lay dai, ah-boop skip lai dai

Sing it now!

Very soon they go fear it
But ah want dem to know dem who start it, yeah
Why you feel you could stress this one?
You ent seeing I is Shadow son?
Ah hard like banga, ah don't want you to wonder
Why you feel you could stress this one?
You ent seeing I is Shadow son?

Who am I? I'm Mister Bailey son
Every beat come together with precision
The father of all punks, tell the Pentagon
A walking pot of gold, tell the leprechauns
Is it mih blood line is the intention?
Or the fact ah doctor beats like a physician?
I want bass like a wave from a religion
Here comes another one like tradition.

Ah just can't fight it, ah got music falling off my eyelids
That's right, queen, I should be knighted or this journey is righted
I make yuh place go mad
Picking up points like a grocery card
And every way ah go, dey say this Rasta hard
Because I belong to the House of Music

And very soon they go fear it
But I want dem to know dem who start it, yeah.
Why you feel you could stress this one?
You ent seeing I is Shadow son?
Ah hard like banga, you don't have to wonder, I am telling you
Why you feel you could stress this one?
You ent seeing I is Shadow son?

Thanks for the support you gave to me
You love me like a roti shop on Divali
To all the haters, you are where you supposed to be
Googling, texting Who the hell is he?
Who the hell is me? ---- you know dam well
Mih flow like heaven and mih daddy is the king from hell
You know who I is since I touch the mike
Watch me good, I's what a genius looks like!

Some folks they get mad when they take dey pill
So they jump on a stage only talking kill
I'm ten percent human, ninety percent skill
And I possess the kind of talent you doh leave on will.
Some people riching, some people bitching
Some people kicksing, some artistes bitching
Some Road March fixing, some dj's mixing
I's the kind of artiste rock yuh block on a Cricks tin.

Lai dai lay dai, ah-boop skip lai dai
Lai dai lay dai, ah-boop skip lai dai
Lai dai lay dai, ah-boop skip lai dai
Lai dai lay dai, ah-boop skip lai dai

Ah very soon they go fear it
But I want dem to know dem who start it, yeah
Why you feel you could stress this one?
You ent seeing I is Shadow son?
I hard like banga, I doh want you to wonder
Why you feel you could stress this one?
You ent seeing I is Shadow son?

Up in mih ears and dey talking loud
Up in mih and dey talking proud
Only sending these chills up my spine
Never even hear dem compose one line
Never hear dem compose a melody
But they want to advise me?
I am musically sick
They used to beat me with music stick.

Ah very soon they go fear it
But I want dem to know dem who start it, yeah
Why you feel you could stress this one?
You ent seeing I is Shadow son?
Ah hard like banga, Ah don't want you to wonder
Why you feel you could stress this one?
You ent seeing I is Shadow son?
Ah very soon they go fear it
I want dem to know, I want dem to know
Why you feel you could stress this one?
You ent seeing I is Shadow son?
Ah hard like banga, Ah only come to remember
Why you feel you could stress this one
You ent seeing I is Shadow son?

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!
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A Note From The Gull

BOOM! Thank you, Sharlan Bailey.

"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

Easter Sunday Meditation.

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Sun, 21 Apr 2019 04:01:00 +0000

Uploaded by 1982franalba | Published on Oct 19, 2012

THY RESURRECTION

Eastern Orthodox sticheron sung by the Monks' Choir of Kiev Pechersk Lavra, Ukraine.

Thy resurrection, O Christ our Savior,

The angels in heaven sing,

Enable us on Earth,

To glorify Thee with purity of heart.

Uploaded by Russia Insight | Published on Apr 30, 2016.

CHRIST IS RISEN FROM THE DEAD

KHristos voskres iz mertvykh,

smert'yu smert' poprav

i prebyvayushhim vo grobakh

zhizn' darovav!

Christ is risen from the dead,

Trampling down death by death,

And upon those in the tombs

Bestowing life!

Glorious Saturday Evening Meditation.

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Sat, 20 Apr 2019 23:46:00 +0000

Published by Salt Of The Sound | Published on May 14, 2015.
TURN YOUR EYES UPON JESUS
By Salt of the Sound

Turn your eyes upon Jesus
Look full in His wonderful face
And the things of the earth
Will grow strangely dim
In the light of His glory and grace
In the light of His glory and grace.

Turn your eyes upon Jesus
Look full in His wonderful face
And the things of the earth
Will grow strangely dim
In the light of His glory and grace
In the light of His glory and grace.

And the things of the earth
Will grow strangely dim
In the light of His glory and grace
In the light of His glory and grace.

Glorious Saturday Morning Meditation.

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Sat, 20 Apr 2019 11:44:00 +0000

Uploaded by Sounds Like Reign | Published on Aug 17, 2017
LAMB OF GOD
Performed by Sounds Like Reign

Your only Son no sin to hide
But You have sent Him from Your side
To walk upon this guilty sod
And to become the Lamb of God.

Your gift of love they crucified
They mocked and scorned Him as he died
The humble King, they named a fraud
And sacrificed the Lamb of God.

Oh, Lamb of God, Sweet Lamb of God
I love the Holy Lamb of God
Oh, wash me in Your precious Blood
My Jesus Christ, the Lamb of God.

I was so lost I should have died
But You have brought me to Your side
To be led by Your staff and rod
And to become a lamb of God.

Oh, Lamb of God, Sweet Lamb of God
I love the Holy Lamb of God
Oh, wash me in Your precious Blood
My Jesus Christ, the Lamb of God.

Oh, Lamb of God, Sweet Lamb of God
I love the Holy Lamb of God
Oh, wash me in Your precious Blood
My Jesus Christ, the Lamb of God.

Good Friday Evening Meditation.

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Sat, 20 Apr 2019 01:00:00 +0000

Uploaded by Salt Of The Sound | Published on Feb 22, 2018.

LAMB OF GOD
By Salt of the Sound

Lamb of God
Lamb of God
Have mercy on us
Have mercy on us.

Lamb of God [Hear our prayer]
Lamb of God [Oh, Lord]
Grant us peace [Hear us pray]
This we pray.

Good Friday Meditiation.

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Fri, 19 Apr 2019 19:00:00 +0000

Uploaded by The Many - Topic | Published on July 9, 2017.

33 When they came to the place that is called The Skull,
they crucified Jesus there with the criminals,
one on His right and one on His left.
34 Then Jesus said, “Father, forgive them; for they do not know what they are doing.”

--- Luke 23:33-34 (NRSVCE)

FORGIVE US
By The Many
Lyrics and music by Lenora & Hannah Rand

We try, we fail
Do too little too late
We wish we could walk away.

We hurt, we’re hurt
Nothing seems to work.
We don’t know what to say.

Forgive us, forgive us.
We know not what we do.
Be with us, be with us.
We don’t know what to do.

What’s wrong, what’s right.
Hard to see without sight.
Blindly, we come to You.

Forgive us, forgive us.
We know not what we do.
Be with us, be with us.
We don’t know what to do.

We don’t know how to pray here, stay here.
All we hope is that You’re here.
Help us seek Justice, love Mercy.
Walk humbly here.

Forgive us, forgive us.
We know not what we do.
Be with us, be with us.
We don’t know what to do
We don’t know what to do.

Palm Sunday Meditation.

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Sun, 14 Apr 2019 14:39:00 +0000

Uploaded by Agape Sisters | Published on Apr 13, 2019.

Uploaded by Sounds Like Reign | Published on Aug 31, 2017
GIVE ME JESUS
Written by C. S. Brown
Performed by Sounds Like Reign

In the morning, when I rise
In the morning, when I rise
In the morning, when I rise
Give me Jesus.

Give me Jesus
Give me Jesus
You can have this whole world
Give me Jesus.

When I am alone
Oh, and when I am alone
And when I am alone
Give me Jesus.

Give me Jesus
Give me Jesus
You can have this whole world
Give me Jesus.

When I come to die
Oh, and when I come to die
And when I come to die
Give me Jesus.

Give me Jesus
Give me Jesus
You can have this whole world
Just give me Jesus.

Give me Jesus
Give me Jesus
You can have this whole world
Give me Jesus.

Sólo le pido a Dios. [Song]

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Sun, 07 Apr 2019 00:39:00 +0000

By Mercedes Sosa | Uploaded by Adamfulgence | Published on Jul 13, 2010

Easter Sunday Night Meditation: It is Well [Song]

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Mon, 02 Apr 2018 00:32:00 +0000

Uploaded by DecemberSnow1231

IT IS WELL
Composed by Horatio G. Spafford (1873)
Performed by Sounds Like Reign

When peace like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say
It is well, it is well with my soul

It is well [it is well]
With my soul [with my soul]
It is well, it is well with my soul.

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, oh, my soul.

It is well [it is well]
With my soul [with my soul]
It is well, it is well with my soul.

Oh Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.

It is well [it is well]
With my soul [with my soul]
It is well, it is well with my soul
It is well, it is well with my soul.

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!
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A Note From The Gull

Christus heri hodie semper!

Thank you, Sounds Like Reign.

"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

Easter Sunday Meditation: Christ Has No Body Now But Yours [Song]

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Sun, 01 Apr 2018 04:08:00 +0000

Uploaded by Josh Garrels

CHRIST HAS NO BODY NOW BUT YOURS
Featuring Josh Garrels

Christ has no body now but yours
No hands, no feet on earth but yours
Yours are the eyes with which He sees
Yours are the feet with which He walks
Yours are the hands with which He blesses all the world
Yours are the hands.

Christ has no body now but yours
No hands, no feet on earth but yours
Yours are the eyes with which He sees
Yours are the feet with which He walks
Yours are the hands with which He blesses all the world
Yours are the hands.

Christ has no body now but yours
No hands, no feet on earth but yours
Yours are the eyes with which He sees
Yours are the feet with which He walks
Yours are the hands with which He blesses all the world
Yours are the hands.

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!
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A Note From The Gull

Do good in memory of Him.

Thank you, Josh Garrels.

"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

Glorious Saturday Night Meditation: Silence [Song]

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Sun, 01 Apr 2018 04:01:00 +0000

Uploaded by MaeCeleste

SILENCE
By Lizz Wright

Have you heard the silent night
The earth is always singing
Praises of the morning sun
Even before morning.
And the whole world is singing of
It’s beauty all day long
And even the quiet dark
That silence is a song.

Weep not for the day of gray
For the heavens are not weeping
The roses are still red and gay
They are even blooming
And the whole world is singing of
It’s beauty all day long
And even the quiet dark
That silence is a song
That silence is a song.

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!
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A Note From The Gull

.... a resurrection song.

Thank you, Lizz Wright.

"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

Glorious Saturday Meditation: Creation Song [Song]

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Sat, 31 Mar 2018 19:52:00 +0000

Uploaded by fairestoftenthousand

CREATION SONG
By Josh Garrels

We can hear creation groan
It's crying out for God
Every night when stars come out, I hear creation's song
And it sings, "Oh, Lord!"
And we sing, "Oh, Lord!"
"You are light and You are love.
You are flesh and You are blood."

Peace will come to those who love
Peace will come to those who love
Jehovah, Jehovah, Jehovah, Jehovah.

We can hear creation groan
It's crying out for God
Every night when stars come out, I hear creation's song
And it sings, "Oh, Lord!"
And we sing, "Oh, Lord!"
"You are light and You are love.
You are flesh and You are blood."

Peace will come to those who love
Peace will come to those who love
Jehovah, Jehovah, Jehovah, Jehovah,
Jehovah, Jehovah, Jehovah, Jehovah.

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!
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A Note From The Gull

I believe in the forgiveness of sins, the resurrection of the body, and the life everlasting. Amen.

Thank you, Josh Garrels.

"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

Good Friday Meditation: Bapa - Father [Song]

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Fri, 30 Mar 2018 13:17:00 +0000

Uploaded by DramaticoMusic

BAPA
By Geoffrey Gurrumul Yunupingu [1971-2017]

Warwuyu ŋarranha mulkana
ŋaraku bapawu
ŋurununa gunipunharayu
yaa, bäpa marrkapmirri

ŋathina wilawilayurruna
ŋuruŋuna djarrawalyurruna
liya-wayma Bekulŋura
yaa, bäpa marrkapmirri
mmm....

ŋäthina Djotarra manda
garray Dhuwandjika Daylulu
ŋuruŋuna djarrapalwuyu
liya-wayma wäŋaŋura Gunyaŋarri
mmm....

ENGLISH TRANSLATION

FATHER

Grief have taken hold of me
for my father
when the sun sets
oh, beloved father.

Crying and crying
when the sun goes down
my mind there at Bekulnura
oh, beloved father
mmm....

Two Gumatj ladies crying
ancestor boss ladies Dhuwandjika and Daylulu
when the sun sets
my mind there at the place Gunyanara (Bekulnura)
mmm....

Lyrics and translation source.
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A Note From The Gull

In manus tuas, Domine, commendo spiritum meum.

Thank you, Geoffrey Gurrumul Yunupingu.

"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

Exploiting [Song]

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Sun, 18 Feb 2018 13:58:00 +0000

Uploaded by Kwinten Leblans
EXPLOITING
By Lord Caresser

Buy me a Zeppelin, dou-dou darling,
Buy me a Zeppelin, you could believe,
Or a steamboat and then I must,
Be an exploiter like Columbus, so baby,

Buy me a Zeppelin, dou-dou darling,
Buy me a Zeppelin, you could believe,
Or a steamboat and then I must,
Be an exploiter like Columbus.

I want to go roaming around the world,
I mean touching all seas from north to south pole,
To Greenland, Finland, Iceland and all,
Then to the Niagara water falls, so darling,

Buy me a Zeppelin, dou-dou darling,
Buy me a Zeppelin, you could believe,
Or a steamboat and then I must,
Be an exploiter like Columbus.

Yes, to every isthmus, to every lake, you could believe,
I want to be like Sir Francis Drake,
Vasco Nunez, Vasco De Gama,
And Columbus who ‘discovered’ America, so baby.

Buy me a Zeppelin, dou-dou darling,
Buy me a Zeppelin, you could believe,
Or a steamboat and then I must,
Be an exploiter like Columbus.

Even like Lord Nelson, I’d like to be,
I mean the ruler of the air, the land and the sea,
To acquire power wherever I go,
Like Don Antonio de Berrio, so darling,

Buy me a Zeppelin, dou-dou darling,
Buy me a Zeppelin, you could believe,
Or a steamboat and then I must,
Be an exploiter like Columbus.

Then I’ll be famous like Wellington,
Or our first Governor, the great Chacon,
I mean the Himalayan mountains, I’ll even score,
Then see the Nawab of Singapore, so baby,

Buy me a Zeppelin, dou-dou darling,
Buy me a Zeppelin, you could believe,
Or a steamboat and then I must,
Be an exploiter like Columbus.

I don’t mind if I am all alone
But I’ll take the chance through the Canal Zone
And then to the deserts in Sahara
To see my grandparents in Africa, so darling,

Buy me a Zeppelin, dou-dou darling,
Buy me a Zeppelin, you could believe,
Or a steamboat and then I must,
Be an exploiter like Columbus.

Then every school child will be taught the name
Caresser, who acquired unrivaled fame
Even bolder and more courageous
Than the old man Christopher Columbus, so darling,

Buy me a Zeppelin, dou-dou darling,
Buy me a Zeppelin, you could believe,
Or a steamboat and then I must,
Be an exploiter like Columbus.

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!
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A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Lord Caresser.

"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

Sunshine Forever [Song]

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Wed, 24 Jan 2018 01:18:00 +0000

Uploaded by gmercado
SUNSHINE FOREVER
Performed by Marilyn Williams
Composed by Gregory Ballantyne (1991)
Album: About Time

Come. Come and enjoy my island twin
Where the sun shines from deep within
Sunshine. Come, come, come.
And let my warm Caribbean world
Welcome your heart, embrace your soul.

Sunshine, sunshine.
My sun will shine forever,
My spirit is the sun
A million lights together
Which make my people one.
Sunshine.
Come and cast your shadow in my sun.

Come see pink and yellow poui bloom
Canes fires paint a mask of gloom
Sunshine.
Come, come, come.
See Buccoo's beauties angel sweet
Tickle the ocean's nylon feet.

Sunshine, sunshine.
My sun will shine forever
My spirit is the sun
A million lights together
Which make my people one
Sunshine.
Come and cast your shadow in my sun.

Come and let my drums, my chandeliers
Sparkle with soul they pioneered
Sunshine.
Come, come, come
Calypso jewel in my crown
Will turn your blues into a song.

Sunshine.
My sun will shine forever and ever
My spirit is the shining sun
A million lights together
Which make my people one and only one.

Sunshine.
Come and cast your shadow in my sun
Come and cast your shadow in my sun
Come and cast your shadow in my sun
Come and cast your shadow in my sun.

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, Gregory Ballantyne and Marilyn Williams.

"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

World Care [Song]

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Tue, 23 Jan 2018 23:34:00 +0000

Uploaded by CovahMuzak
WORLD CARE
Performed by Marilyn Williams
Composed by Gregory Ballantyne(1991)
Album: About Time

Mother Earth shedding tears
She's afloat in her cares
To her stewards and custodians, I say
For her survival we don't plan
We slash and we burn, destruction we condone
But all lifeforms have a link
We more integrated than we think
And we lose when a species extinct.

So make that move to conservation
It's no more than Mother Earth expects
It's time we take up a position
That we are guilty of neglect
Because the world around is our baby
To care and nurture her we must
Let's join that universal army
World care is up to all of us.

Acid chokes her to death
There is smoke on her breath
Delicate food chains in her belly
Broken down by lead and mercury
Her lungs are inflamed,
That's the forest by name
CFCs make her see red
There's a hole in the sky by her head
Disaster will drop through and spread - that dread.

So make that move to conservation
It's no more than Mother Earth expects
It's time we take up a position
That we are guility of neglect
Because the world around is our baby
To care and nurture her we must
Let's join that universal decree
World care is up to all of us.

As a country so small,
We ent doing well at all
Now we Scarlet Ibis hardly
Want to breed in we Caroni
All dem corals we tief that destroy Buccoo Reef
And leatherbacks that we kill
And clogging our waterways still
Pelting rubbish out we cars at will.

So make that move to conservation
It's no more than Mother Earth expects
It's time we take up a position
That we are guility of neglect
Because the world around you is your baby
To care and nurture her you must
Let's join that universal army
World care is up to all of us.

Perception has to change,
No nation's out of range
Of the fast ozone depletion
And the global implications
'Cause the greenhouse effect won't bypass or select
To cool it is up to we
It's our collective duty - requiem or recovery.

So make that move to conservation
It's no more than Mother Earth expects
It's time we take up a position
That we are guilty of neglect
Yes, the world around us is our baby
To care and nurture her we must
Let's join that universal decree
World care is up to all of us, all of us, all of us.

This is our world and she's crying.
We slash and we burn, she's dying.
It's your world and it's my world.

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, Gregory Ballantyne and Marilyn Williams.

"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

All is Well [Song]

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Sun, 24 Dec 2017 23:13:00 +0000

Uploaded by Essy ddog

ALL IS WELL

Written by Michael Smith and Wayne Kirkpatrick

Performed by American Boychoir Students

All is well, all is well

Angels and men rejoice

For tonight darkness fell

Into the dawn of love's light

Sing Ale, sing Alleluia.

All is well, all is well

Let there be peace on earth

Christ is come, go and tell

That He is in the manger

Sing Ale, sing Alleluia.

All is well, all is well

Lift up your voices and sing

Born is now Emmanuel

Born is our Lord and Savior

Sing Alleluia, sing Alleluia,

All is well.

I'll be Outside [Song]

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Sat, 10 Jun 2017 12:35:00 +0000

Uploaded by New Fire
I'LL BE OUTSIDE
By Freetown Collective

And sometimes you feeling, alright like, it have to be all in my head? This can't be for real? I actually living here, boy?

That's why...

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, I wanna know
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, I wanna know
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, I wanna know
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, I wanna know.

Listen...

I hear a lot of bad things every day
It's like they never have a good thing to say
But if you want to change the world outside
You go to have a little Freetown inside.
Some say that I'm crazy, I'm losing my mind
There's no other way to save me, works every time....

And I'll be outside trying to paint my new sky red [red]
I paint it blue [blue], I paint it green or any colour that makes me feel high
I don't belong here, no, so I won't belong here
I'll be gone before you count, before you count [one, two, one, two, three, four]
I'll be outside trying to paint my new sky red [red]
I paint it blue [blue], I paint it green or any colour that makes me feel high
I don't belong here, no, so I won't belong here
I'll be gone before you count, before you count [one two, one, two, three, four.]

The world is changing every day
There will be a whole lot of hell to pay
So I've got to find my hiding place
To maintain my smiling face.
So when you standing all alone and the world is passing by
If you feel like there's no hope
And there's water in your eyes
I just want you to know you're not alone.

I'll be outside trying to paint my new sky red [red]
I paint it blue [blue], I paint it green or any colour that makes me feel high
I don't belong here, no, so I won't belong here
I'll be gone before you count, before you count [one, two, one, two, three, four]
I'll be outside trying to paint my new sky red [red]
I paint it blue [blue], I paint it green or any colour that makes me feel high
I don't belong here, no, so I won't belong here
I'll be gone before you count, before you count [one, two, one, two, three, four.]

Ever feel like that?

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, Freetown Collective.

"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

Some Humans ain't Human [Song]

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Wed, 07 Jun 2017 21:37:00 +0000

Uploaded by TheChoughs

SOME HUMANS AIN'T HUMAN
By John Prime

Some humans ain't human, some people ain't kind
You open up their hearts and here's what you'll find
A few frozen pizzas, some ice cubes with hair
A broken popsicle, you don't want to go there.

Some humans ain't human though they walk like we do
They live and they breathe just to turn the old screw
They screw you when you're sleeping, they try to screw you blind
Some humans ain't human, some people ain't kind.

You might go to church and sit down in a pew
Those humans who ain't human are sitting right next to you
They talk about your family, they talk about your clothes
When they don't know their own a--- from their own elbows.

Jealousy and stupidity don't equal harmony
Jealousy and stupidity don't equal harmony.

Did you ever notice when you're feeling really good
There's always a pigeon that'll come s--- on your hood
Or you're feeling your freedom and the world's off your back
When that hotshot from Texas starts his own war in Iraq.

Some humans ain't human, some people ain't kind
They lie through their teeth with their head up their behind
You open up their hearts and here's what you'll find
Some humans ain't human, some people ain't kind.

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, John Prime.

"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

Ring them Bells [Song]

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Tue, 06 Jun 2017 15:04:00 +0000

Uploaded by NanchatteDesu
RING THEM BELLS
Composed by Bob Dylan
Performed by Sarah Jarosz

Ring them bells, ye heathen, from the city that dreams
Ring them bells from the sanctuaries 'cross the valleys and streams
For they're deep and they're wide and the world is on its side
And time is running backwards and so is the bride.

Ring them bells, Saint Peter, where the four winds blow
Ring them bells with an iron hand so the people will know
For it's rush hour now on the wheel and the plough
And the sun is going down upon the sacred cow.

Ring them bells, sweet Martha, for the poor man's son
Ring them bells so the world will know that our God is one
For the shepherd is asleep where the willows weep
And the mountains are filled with lost sheep.

Ring them bells for the blind and the deaf
Ring them bells for all of us who are left
Ring them bells for the chosen few
Who will judge the many when the game is through
Ring them bells for the time that flies
For the child that cries when the innocence dies.

Ring them bells, Saint Catherine, from the top of the room
Ring them from the fortress for the lilies that bloom
For the lines are long and the fighting is strong
And they're breaking down the distance between right and wrong.

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, Bob Dylan and Sarah Jarosz.

"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

What Man have done [Song]

noreply@blogger.com (Guanaguanare) — Sun, 04 Jun 2017 21:01:00 +0000

Uploaded by behanstveit
WHAT MAN HAVE DONE
By Noora Noor

Man made the jet planes fly,
To rain man bombs from way up high
No man can run, no man can hide
From what man have done.

Man drinks the mighty rivers dry,
To bring man cities electric light
No man can run, no man can hide
From what man have done

Man made the stock exchange,
To give the rich a little more pocket change
No man can run, no man can hide,
From what man have done.

See what this world has become since Adam and Evie - we've run out of Eden,
How much more of a man can deserve to stand before the story's done
When Judgment comes, where man's gonna run, ruh-run, ruh-run, ruh-run?

Man sends his boys to war and never tell them boys what they're fighting for
No man can run, no man can hide from what man have done.

Man puts man in chains,
Man make plenty money from another man's pain
No man can run, no man can hide from what man have done
No man can run, no man can hide from what man have done.

Sing it ladies...

Ain't no running from the, ain't no running from the, ain't no running from the pain.
Ain't no running from the, ain't no running from the, ain't no running from the pain.
Ain't no running from the, ain't no running from the, ain't no running from the pain.
Ain't no running from the, ain't no running from the, ain't no running from the pain.

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!
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A Note From The Gull

Thank you, Noora Noor. I first encountered this lament in the poem, "Lines written in early Spring" by William Wordsworth. The poem was written in April 1798 and is as relevant now as it was then.

Lines Written in Early Spring
By William Wordsworth [1770 - 1850]

I heard a thousand blended notes,
While in a grove I sate reclined,
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts
Bring sad thoughts to the mind.

To her fair works did nature link
The human soul that through me ran;
And much it grieved my heart to think
What man has made of man.

Through primrose tufts, in that sweet bower,
The periwinkle trailed its wreaths;
And ‘tis my faith that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes.

The birds around me hopped and played:
Their thoughts I cannot measure,
But the least motion which they made,
It seemed a thrill of pleasure.

The budding twigs spread out their fan,
To catch the breezy air;
And I must think, do all I can,
That there was pleasure there.

If this belief from heaven be sent,
If such be Nature’s holy plan,
Have I not reason to lament
What man has made of man?

"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