Lennon August, child of the world.
Mama and Papa have started writing jingles and future famous children’s songs for Lennon August. Here is the first recording.
Listen
A Russian song about Smiles!
Translation:
“From a smile, a bad day turns better!
From a smile, a rainbow appears in the sky.
Share your smile, and it will surely come back to you.
And then of course the clouds will part
And a cricket will start playing on his fiddle.
From a little stream starts a big river and from a smile starts a friendship! (x2)
From a smile the sun shines
And the saddest rain will stop crying
The sleepy forest will wake up from its silence
and will clap with its evergreen hands.
From a smile, everyone is happy,
From an elephant to the smallest snail.
Then let the whole world light up their smiles like little lamps.
And then of course the clouds will part
And a cricket will start playing on his fiddle.
From a little stream starts a big river and from a smile starts a friendship! (x2)”
I kinda stumble a few times because wow I haven’t sang this song since I was maybe 6 woops
Here's a Gaelic version of Frère Jacques,
but instead of sleepy brothers it talks about snow falling from the sky and how someone needs a coat because they’re cold;
Seall an sneachda
Seall an sneachda
Tighinn a nuas
Tighinn a nuas
Feumaidh mi mo chòta
Feumaidh mi mo chòta
Tha mi fuar
And here’s a butchered Anglified version for those who do not read Gaelic so that you, too, can sing it;
Shull un shnash-duh
Shull un shnash-duh
Cheen uh noos
Cheen uh noos
Fey-me me moe choe-tuh
Fey-me me moe choe-tuh
Hah me foo-ahr
This happened to my brain in the shower.
God made straights
and God made gays,
and God made people who go both ways,
or three ways, or all ways, or no ways at all.
God made every kind of -sexual.
God made Alex.
God made Kurt.
Alex feels his best when he wears a skirt.
But before you tell Alex what he wants isn’t right
remember God didn’t make gender stereotypes.
God made me
different from you,
and gave us both brains to think differently too.
so before you tell me that I’m going to hell,
remember: Judge not or you will be judged as well.
Three Bears Song (곰 세 마리)
Since I am still a beginner at Korean, I feel the best way to get the basics of the language down is to go back to the basics - children’s material for learning languages. One way children pick up languages is through children’s songs. A popular song is 곰 세 마리 (Three Bears). I will post the lyrics and attempt to translate and pick words apart.
Seall an sneachda
Eòghan S. McGuinneSeall an sneachda
Sweet baby Jesus forgive me for offending your sensible ears. Anyway, when singing, you’re obviously pronouncing things a wee bit differently from when you’re talking anyway, but still. I now demand that you post a recording of yourself singing the same song. Demand as in ‘please, do it’.
Name that tune
One of our go-to songs when keeping K entertained is “Old MacDonald Had a Farm.” We use it when playing with her little farm animal puzzles, but also when trying keep her calm when changing a diaper or brushing her teeth.
It’s a song I figure I have sung, at the very least, hundreds of times in my life- perhaps a thousand times. So why, all of a sudden in the past few weeks have I started singing it to the tune of “Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star?” It defies logic. I open my mouth and out come the correct lyrics but the wrong tune. It’s become a bit of a joke between my wife and I, and I have taken to concentrating for a split second before starting the song. I’ll think to myself, I’ve got it this time, only to notice my wife’s snickering, and dammit I’ve done it again!
I suppose that, in my defense, although I have sung these songs many times throughout my life, the volume and frequency has increased in my short time as a parent, thereby creating a veritable jumbled vortex of children’s songs in my brain. Yeah, we’ll go with that. Sooner or later, it’ll be my daughter laughing and correcting me, as I am sure it only gets worse from here on out- until then: twinkle, twinkle little star, ee-eye-ee-eye-oh geez.
“Drume negrita Que yo va a comprar [una] nueva cunita Que tendrá capite' y también ca'cabe' Si tu drume yo te traigo un mamey bien colorao Si no drume yo te traigo un babalao Que da pau pau A la negrita se le salen Los pies de la cunita Y la negra Merce' ya no sabe que hace' Drume negrita Que yo va a compra' [una] nueva cunita Que tendrá capite' y también ca'cabe' Si tú drume yo te traigo un mamey muy colorao' Si no drume yo te traigo un babalao' Que da pau pau.”
—via Mamalisa
When I was little, my Afro-Latino father would sing this to me. :)
-Jesse
Where is Tall Man?
I was thinking today, which I am sure many people wish I would stop doing, and I realized that children’s songs have some of the most retarded lyrics of all time. Either that, or there is some deep hidden meaning…
Take, for example, Where is Thumbkin? Many people get distracted by the fact that you get to stick up your middle finger in that song, but when one examines the lyrics, one has to wonder what they are all about. It starts with a call to Thumbkin, a call which is answered by not one, but two individuals. They nervously exchange pleasantries, and then both flee. Now what is going on here? Maybe it is a case of mistaken identity, or perhaps coincidence. But no, as the song progresses it is obvious that there is something amiss because exactly two answer every call, and then almost immediately run away. Why are they so frightened? It seems to me that there is a conspiracy here. Perhaps robot imposters trying to take over?
Another one is the song Did you ever see a Lassie? Now this seems like a frivolous song at first glance. Did I ever see a lassie go this way and that? Yes. I have. Is she lost? To me the writer of the song was distressed by the flakiness he observed in some women. They seemed to go this way and that way, changing their minds in the blink of an eye.
Or maybe I am just thinking too hard.
All I Want Is You
Barry Louis Polisarall i want is you // barry louis polisar
