Thứ Sáu, 5 tháng 7, 2013
Khúc Hát Người Đi Khai Hoang
Khúc Hát Người Đi Khai Hoang
Ta đốt lửa cho đồi hoang ấm mãi hẹn người lên tìm lại dấu chân xưa.
Thuở quân đi rừng núi chiến công còn vang, lòng đã nghe bao lời tình đất
gọi. bên cánh võng nghe rừng khuya hát mãi mặt trời lên nhìn rạng rỡ
quê hương tuổi thanh xuân còn bước tiếp xây đời vui thành phố ơi ta gửi
lời ước hẹn.
Hò ơi... ơi hò ơi... ta về đây phá đồng hoang gió mơn man câu hò từ láng mới vui rộn tiếng cười tươi trẻ trên nương, theo bước ta đất mừng reo xanh mượt. cất cao lên ánh lửa yêu đời, khúc ca mừng đất vỡ thênh thang
Thương làm sao nhớ làm sao chiến khu xưa nay là miền đất mới, em tập đánh vần hoa nở chim ca. Theo bước ta đất mừng lên xanh mượt mãi reo vang đất mở nông trường. Những công trình vẫy gọi ta đi.
Hò ơi... ơi hò ơi... ta về đây phá đồng hoang gió mơn man câu hò từ láng mới vui rộn tiếng cười tươi trẻ trên nương, theo bước ta đất mừng reo xanh mượt. cất cao lên ánh lửa yêu đời, khúc ca mừng đất vỡ thênh thang
Thương làm sao nhớ làm sao chiến khu xưa nay là miền đất mới, em tập đánh vần hoa nở chim ca. Theo bước ta đất mừng lên xanh mượt mãi reo vang đất mở nông trường. Những công trình vẫy gọi ta đi.
Thứ Năm, 25 tháng 11, 2010
Thứ Hai, 22 tháng 11, 2010
LA ISLA BONITA
La isla bonita
[ Spoken: ]
Como puede ser verdad
[ or Como puede ese olvidar ]
How could it be true?
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Last night I dreamt of San Pedro
Just like I'd never
gone, I knew the song
A young girl with eyes like the desert
It all seems like
yesterday, not far away
[ Chorus: ]
Tropical the island breeze
All of nature wild and free
This is where I long to be
La isla bonita
And when the samba played
The sun would set so high
Ring through my ears and sting my eyes
Your Spanish lullaby
...
I fell in love with San Pedro
Warm wind carried on the
sea, he called to me
Te dijo te amo
I prayed that the days would last
They went so fast
Tropical the island breeze
All of nature wild and free
This is where I long to be
La isla bonita
And when the samba played
The sun would set so high
Ring through my ears and sting my eyes
Your Spanish lullaby
I want to be where the
sun warms the sky
When it's time for siesta you
can watch them go by
Beautiful faces, no cares in this world
Where a girl loves a boy,
and a boy... loves a girl...
..
Last night I dreamt of San Pedro
It all seems like
yesterday, not far away
[ chorus twice ]
Tropical the island breeze
All of nature wild and free
This is where I long to be
La isla bonita..
And when the samba played
The sun would set so high
Ring through my ears and sting my eyes
Your Spanish lullaby...
Tropical the island breeze
All of nature wild and free
This is where I long to be
La isla bonita..
And when the samba played
The sun would set so high
Ring through my ears and sting my eyes
Your Spanish lullaby
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La la la la la la la
Te dijo te amo
La la la la la la la
El dijo que te ama
He told you, "I love you"
He said he loves you
He told you, "I love you"
[ chorus ]
Tropical the island breeze
All of nature wild and free
This is where I long to be
Hello Việt Nam - Phạm Quỳnh Anh ( HD).flv
Hello Vietnam
Tell me about this name so strange and difficult to pronounce
That I carry since I was born.
Tell me about the ancient empire and the feature of my “attached eyes”
Which say better than me what you don’t dare saying.
Of you I only know images of the war, a film of Coppola, [and] helicopters in anger...
One day, I will go there to say hello to your soul.
One day, I will go there to say hello to you, Vietnam.
Tell me about the color of my skin, my hair and my small feet,
Which carry me since I was born.
Tell me about your house, your street, tell me about this unknown,
The floating markets and the wood sampans.
Of you I only know images of the war, a film of Coppola, [and] helicopters in anger...
One day, I will go there, to say hello to my soul.
One day, I will go there, to say hello to you, Vietnam.
Temples and stone Buddhas for my fathers
Curved women in the rice plantations for my mothers
In the prayer, in the light, retrieve my brothers,
Touch my heart, my roots, my land...
One day, I will go there to say hello to my soul.
One day, I will go there to say hello to you, Vietnam.
Tell me about this name so strange and difficult to pronounce
That I carry since I was born.
Tell me about the ancient empire and the feature of my “attached eyes”
Which say better than me what you don’t dare saying.
Of you I only know images of the war, a film of Coppola, [and] helicopters in anger...
One day, I will go there to say hello to your soul.
One day, I will go there to say hello to you, Vietnam.
Tell me about the color of my skin, my hair and my small feet,
Which carry me since I was born.
Tell me about your house, your street, tell me about this unknown,
The floating markets and the wood sampans.
Of you I only know images of the war, a film of Coppola, [and] helicopters in anger...
One day, I will go there, to say hello to my soul.
One day, I will go there, to say hello to you, Vietnam.
Temples and stone Buddhas for my fathers
Curved women in the rice plantations for my mothers
In the prayer, in the light, retrieve my brothers,
Touch my heart, my roots, my land...
One day, I will go there to say hello to my soul.
One day, I will go there to say hello to you, Vietnam.
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