Latin: [Coro piccolo] Veris leta facies mundo propinatur, hiemalis acies victa iam fugatur, in vestitu vario Flora principatur, nemorum dulcisono que cantu celebratur. Ah! Flore fusus gremio Phebus novo more risum dat, hac vario iam stipate flore. Zephyrus nectareo spirans in odore. Certatim pro bravio curramus in amore. Ah! Cytharizat cantico dulcis Philomena, flore rident vario prata iam serena, salit cetus avium silve per amena, chorus promit virgin iam gaudia millena. Ah! English: [Semi-Chorus] The merry face of spring turns to the world, sharp winter now flees, vanquished; bedecked in various colors Flora reigns, the harmony of the woods praises her in song. Ah! Lying in Flora’s lap Phoebus once more smiles, now covered in many-colored flowers, Zephyr breathes nectar- scented breezes. Let us rush to compete for love’s prize. Ah! In harp-like tones sings the sweet nightingale, with many flowers the joyous meadows are laughing, a flock of birds […]
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Carl Orff – ”Primo vere” (”Carmina Burana”
”Omnia Sol temperat”, (I. ”Primo vere”) Latin [Solo per Baritono] Omnia Sol temperat purus et subtilis, novo mundo reserat faciem Aprilis; ad Amorem properat animus herilis et iocundis imperat deus puerilis. Rerum tanta novitas in solemni vere et veris auctoritas iubet nos gaudere; vias prebet solitas, et in tuo vere fides est et probitas tuum retinere. Ama me fideliter! Fidem meam nota: de corde totaliter et ex mente tota sum presentialiter absens in remota. Quisquis amat taliter, volvitur in rota. English [Baritone soloist] The sun warms everything, pure and gentle, once again it reveals to the world April’s face, the soul of man is urged towards love and joys are governed by the boy-god. All this rebirth in spring’s festivity and spring’s power bids us to rejoice; it shows us paths we know well, and in your springtime it is true and right to keep what is yours. Love me […]
Ottilie (B) – ”J’arete”
Je n’ai que la peau sur les mots maudits soient ceux qui restent ancrés j’en ai plein les pattes et pas à pages ma bouche est pleine de mots qui ne savent pas quoi dire Je n’ai que la peau sur les mots je les attrape, ils vont filer et je peine à me dévoiler, en avant, en avant, hisse-et-ho, oh, hisse et ho ! Me reste la peau sur les mots et j’ai oublié mon maillot mes haillons flottent en étendard, comme une victoire j’ai froid, écaillée Et c’est couronnée de succès que je marine dans mon jus j’en ai plein le slip et, pas à page ma bouche pâteuse colle, comme les bonbons au papier comme les bonbons au papier je n’ai pas pied Je bois la ta**e et je recrache mon âme de ton hameçon se détache je me roule entre tes doigt entre tes bras, je […]
”Dead Man’s Party” (versuri/lyrics) Melodie de: Oingo Boingo [Intro] Yeah, yeah, let ‘em in [Verse 1] I’m all dressed up with nowhere to go Walkin’ with a dead man over my shoulder I’m all dressed up with nowhere to go Walkin’ with a dead man over my shoulder [Verse 2] Waitin’ for an invitation to arrive Goin’ to a party where no one’s still alive Waitin’ for an invitation to arrive Goin’ to a party where no one’s still alive [Chorus] I was struck by lightning, walkin’ down the street I was hit by somethin’ last night in my sleep It’s a dead man’s party, who could ask for more? Everybody’s comin’, leave your body at the door Leave your body and soul at the door [Post-Chorus] Don’t run away, it’s only me Only me [Verse 3] I’m all dressed up with nowhere to go Walkin’ with a dead man, […]