Letras


Lyric (Japanese)

1.
Haru koro no hana no en
Meguru sakazuki kagesashite
Chiyo no matsu ga e wakeideshi
Mukashi no hikari Ima izuko
Mukashi no hikari Ima izuko

2.
Aki jinei no schimo no iro
Nakiyuku kari no kazu misete
Uuru tsurugi ni terisoishi
Mukashi no hikari ima izuko

3.
Ima kojo no yowa no tsuki
Kawaranu hikari ta ga tame zo
Kaki ni nokoru wa tada kazura
Matsu ni uto wa tada arashi

4.
Tenjokage wa kawaranedo
Eiko wa utsuru yo no sugata
Utsusan toteka ima mo nao
Ah! Kojo no yowa no tsuki

Translation ( The Japanese of the Lyric is old and poetic. The next in order is my interpretation.)

1. A banquet was held in the splendid castle in the season of the cherry blossom.
Where is the light now, that shadowed the glasses and flew through the old pines?

2. (The second verse is difficult. There are many interpretations of the text.)
The encampment was covered with frost in the autumn.
Where is the light now, that shone on the swords like plants, that were as numerous as the cackling wild geese, that flew ?

3. Now there is the moon over the desolate castle.
Whom is it shining for without change?
Only tendrils remain on the walls.
Only the storm sings between branches of the pines.

4. The shadow of the sky doesn’t change. But the moon is reflecting it as before, changing for better to worse? Ah! The moon over the desolate castle!

‘Kojo no Tsuki’ was published in ‘Songs for High School Students’ by the ‘Tokyo Music School’, that is nowadays known as ‘Tokyo Natiolnal University of Fine Arts and Music’, in 1901. The school asked Bansui Doi to write lyrics for 3 new songs including ‘Kojo no Tsuki’. After the school had gotten the all the lyrics, it held a musical prize. Three pieces by Rentaro Taki were selected including ‘Kojo no Tsuki’.

About the poet and the lyric
Bansui Doi 1871 - 1952 was an Anglicistand a democrat. He was born in Sendai on October 23, 1871. His actual name was Rinkichi Tsutsii. He studied at the ‘Tokyo - Teikoku - University’ (the nowadays known as Tokyo - University). He published under his pen name ‘Bansui’. When he wrote ‘Kojo no Tsuki’ (see below.), he was a student taking his doctorate and a teacher at Ikubunkan ・High School. He became a professor at the ‘Second Senior High School’ (the nowadays known as Tohoku - University). He studied in London, Paris and Leipzig in Germany from 1901 to 1904. He met the composer of ‘Kojo no Tsuki’, Rentaro Taki in London, when Taki was on the way back to Japan (see below). Then he taught again at the ‘Second Senior High School’ and the ‘Tohoku Teikoku University’ (the nowadays known as Tohoku University). After he had retired in 1934, he devoted himself to writing. He changed the reading of his last name ‘Tsutsii’ to ‘Doi’, as he was popularly known as. Bansui’s daughter had passed away, and her final request was that the family be known as ‘Doi’, not Tsutsii. So Bansui wanted to be known as ‘Doi’ from now on to respect his daughter’s last wishes. His private life was not so happy. During World War II, he lost his house with about 30,000 books and he lost all his five children before the war. His students and the supporters in Sendai had his house ‘Bansui ・Sodo’ rebuilt. He died there on October 19, 1952.

Bansui had heard about the ‘Aizu Wakamatsu (Tsuru ga - Jo)’ (’Tsuru’ means a ‘crane’, ‘ga’ means ‘of’ and ‘Jo’ means a ‘castle’.) and the Boshin War (The War from the end of the Tokugawa shogunate to the beginning of the Meiji era) from his father and his grandfather, since he was a child. He went the Tsuru - ga - Jo ruined castle as a student of ‘Second Senior High School’. He was impressed by the ruined castle very much.

When Bansui was asked to write the lyrics, he quickly remembered the Tsuru ・ga - Jo and a poem by Yaeko Yamamoto. Before the castle capitulated, she wrote the poem on the wall in the castle with an arrow. The meaning was “Who he will see the shadow of the moon from tomorrow, that remains in the great castle?” She later became the wife of Jo Niijima, who was the founder of ‘Doshisha University’. Then he remembered the poem by Masamune Date, who was the feudal lord of Sendai, where Bansui was born. Inspired by the two ruined castles Bansui wrote ‘Kojo no Tsuki’.

After WWII Bansui was disheartened, what with the loss of his house and his children. The people of Aizu wanted to offer their support and encouragement. They invited Bansui to Aizu. They prepared a special stone in the castle grounds upon which Bansui wrote the lyrics of ‘Kojo no Tsuki’. They also held a festival at that time.

There are five memorials to ‘Kojo no Tsuki’ in Japan in Takeda(1934), Aizu Wakamastu(1947), Sendai(1952), Chiyodaku Ichibancho in Tokyo (1964), Nihohe in Iwate(1996). The one in Tokyo is written in musical notes.

About the composer and the music

Rentaro Taki was born in Tokyo on August 24, 1879. His father worked for local government. His father was transferred to various prefectures, so Rentaro grew up in Tokyo, Yokohama, Toyama, Oita, and Takeda in Oita prefecture. He entered Tokyo Music School (now know as Tokyo National University of Fine Arts and Music) at 15 years old. (the records show he was 16 years old - but this is using the calculating age, a child was one year old when he was born.) In the Meiji era it was not unusual for a gifted student in his mid teens to be admitted to university, however Taki was considered very young.

After his undergraduate studies, he remained at school as a post graduate student and a teacher. At this time he took part in the ‘Songs for High School Students’ competition.

After the competition Taki was selected to study abroad in Leipzig in Germany. However he fell ill, and studied only about 3 or 4 months. It was decided that he should return to Japan, accompanied by a Japanese doctor. On his return journey from Hamburg to London, Bansui met the ship at London and thanked Taki for composing the music to ‘Kojo no Tsuki’.

After Taki returned to Japan, he lived in Tokyo for a short time. He went to Oita for a funeral of his cousin, but tragically Taki also died in Oita at only 23 years old on June 29, 1903.

In writing ‘Kojo no Tsuki’ Taki used many eighth notes. The Original had only 8 bars. Kosaku Yamada changed the music using fourth notes and 16 bars. (Yamada was one of the most famous composers in Japan and had studied in Berlin. )

The Original had a sharp (#) on the eleventh note (”e”in “hana no e - n”). But the song has been published and sung without the sharp for a long time. I arranged both. The Original had a dot not on “Chi” in “Chiyo no matsu ga e”, but on “tsu”.

fuente original de la informacion

Mañana es solo un adverbio de tiempo
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Serrat

Nos llego un cable de fuentes no confirmadas que la santa sede, usara musica punk para evangelizar a la juventud descarriada… y el proyecto piloto es la cancion “Nazi punks Popes Fuck Off”, la cual es una letra modificada de una banda punk mala del siglo pasado…

Ora si que como dijo Alex Lora, Nuestros diesmos estan trabajando….


ponk
Punk ain’t no religious cult
Punk means thinking for yourself
You ain’t hardcore cos you spike your hair
When a jock still lives inside your head

Nazi punks Popes
Nazi punks Popes
Nazi punks Popes-Fuck Off!

Nazi punks Popes
Nazi punks Popes
Nazi punks Popes-Fuck Off!

If you’ve come to fight, get outa here
You ain’t no better than the bouncers
We ain’t trying to be police
When you ape the cops it ain’t anarchy

[Repeat chorus]

Ten guys jump one, what a man
You fight each other, the police state wins
Stab your backs when you trash our halls
Trash a bank if you’ve got real balls

You still think swastikas look cool
The real nazis run your schools
They’re coaches, businessmen and cops
In a real fourth reich you’ll be the first to go

[Repeat chorus]

You’ll be the first to go
You’ll be the first to go
You’ll be the first to go
Unless you think

BASE LYRICS : JELLO BIAFRA (DEAD KENNEDYS)

Una letra (que no es mia, es de Fco Barrios ‘el maztuerzo’) dedicada a ciertos animalitos de tatita escriva que se han dedicado a escribir calumnias sobre el editor de este decente y constructivo gueb log nomas por decir la verdad de su banda favorita…

¡Te sientes la mamá de tarzán!
¡te sientes la mamá de tarzán!
pues si te sientes muy acá
muy fufurufo y caca grande
el más picudo y ya de a tiro sabroso
y hasta sientes que los pedos no te huelen
y la vida te la debe la plebe.
¡no te la jales tan tupido!
y si mamas no te cuelgues
cuando menos no te lleves la vaca
fantoche y echador,
y es que te sales de huacal
eres un hígado con sangre de plomo.
¡te sientes la mamá de tarzán!
¡te sientes la mamá de tarzán!
te das tu taco muy orondo
como nalga de princesa
la divina garza envuelta güevos,
puras faramayas, pájaro nalgón
no seas gandalla y no te pases de…veras.
la mamá de los pollitos
el pudiente, el influyente
el superman, el uyuyuy y el mas chicho
ques’que tu las traes
que nadie te merece
y hasta crees que el apellido te crece.
¡te sientes la mamá de tarzán!
¡te sientes la mamá de tarzán!
¡no le eches tanta crema a tus tacos! (2)
¡no le eches tanta caca a tu papel! (2)
bájale de güevos, bájale de güevos al turrón
¡no seas mamón!


La cosa tiene su gracia.
Ya tenemos ídolos
fabricamos nuestros dioses,
preparamos las poses
siempre atentos a la foto.
Punky de postal, punk de escaparate.
Moda punk en Galerías ¡Muy punk!
A mí no me corteis
aquí vale todo
No me monteis la batallita
de ver quién es más punky
me van los imperdibles
y los pelos de colores
eso no es que me convierta
en un gilipollas de ideas cuadradas.
Ven con tu uniforme
y con tu mente deforme.
Moda punk en Galerías ¡Muy punk!
Estoy más que aburrido
de ver camaleones
siempre cambiando de piel
con la moda
¡Mucho idiota!
Si no tienes cerebro,
a mí no me molestes.
Identificarte con alguien,
no te va a salvar
Vete de aquí
que piso mierda.
Punky de postal, punk de escaparate.
Moda punk en Galerías ¡Muy punk!

Children Garden, con un sonido fresco y mostrando toda la actutud punk de Green Day, solo que en nuestra lengua, es tan buena que creo que junto con pxndx han creado un tipo de “punk progresivo”, gran violencia en los riffs, voz estilo Vale y letras casi casi poeticas…

Los dejamos con 2 temas, desgraciadamente la disquera solo nos permitio tener uno, asi que el otro lo tuvimos que grabar desde la tele, y nos fue totalmente imposible grabar el tema “Sorry mamá, Sorry papá soy gay”, esten pendientes en su publicacion en cuanto se consiga.

A RBD no lo metimos en la terna por ser SATANICOS y este es un medio que esta en paz con e Opus dei…

Agradecemos a BlackDiamond de The metal knights la aportacion de esta banda.


Era un niño normal…-era un niño normal-
era un poco pervertido y un poco setsual,
era un mentiroso pues siempre decia ke habia tenido setso en el otso

Setso (guitarra rtrtrrttrtrtrrtrtrrttrtrtrtrtrtrtrrttrtr)
en el otso (rrtrtrttrtrtrtrtrrtrttrtrrtrttrtrrtrttr)
en etseso (trtrtrrttrtrrtrtrttrtrtrtrtrrtrttrtrrrtrt)
con un marcatestos (rtrttrrttrtrtrrtrrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrrtrttrtrtr)
setso en el otso en etseso
setso en el otso en etseso
setso en el otso en etseso –con un marcatestos

Era un niño normal…-era un niño normal-
era un poco pervertido y un poco setsual,
era un mentiroso pues siempre decia ke habia tenido setso en el otso

Setso (guitarra rtrtrrttrtrtrrtrtrrttrtrtrtrtrtrtrrttrtr)
en el otso (rrtrtrttrtrtrtrtrrtrttrtrrtrttrtrrtrttr)
en etseso (trtrtrrttrtrrtrtrttrtrtrtrtrrtrttrtrrrtrt)
con un marcatestos (rtrttrrttrtrtrrtrrtrtrtrtrtrtrtrrtrttrtrtr)
setso en el otso en etseso
setso en el otso en etseso
setso en el otso en etseso –con un marcatestos

Ella era una morra muy bonita
él era un mocoso puberto,
muy mentiroso por cierto,
era un mentiroso pues siempre decía ke había tenido
setso en el otso


Dedica esta bella melodia…

Selecciona a quien

Ora va la rolita…


“Die MF Die”

I don’t need your forgiveness
I don’t need your hate
I don’t need your acceptance
So what should I do
I don’t need your resistance
I don’t need your prayers
I don’t need your religion
I don’t need a thing from you

I don’t do what I’ve been told
Your so lame why don’t you

Just go
Die mother fucker die mother fucker die

I don’t need your prison
I don’t need your pain
I don’t need your decision
So what should I do
I don’t need your approval
I don’t need your hope
I don’t need your lectures
I don’t need a thing from you

I’ll be sorry when I’m old
You’re so full of shit man

Just go
Die mother fucker die mother fucker die

Boom

I don’t need your forgiveness
I don’t need your hate
I don’t need your acceptance
So what should I do

I’ll be sorry so you’ve said
I’m not sorry
Bang You’re Dead

Die mother fucker die mother fucker die

Die

Un grupo de especialistas en ocultismo lidereados por Jaime Maussan, analizaron la grabacion de Rebelde (o rebels, como se hacen llamar ahora) y descubrieron mensajes satanicos, en el coro de la cancion, no solamente tocada al reves sino tambien al derecho..

Francisco Gerte (sus compas le dicen Paco Gerte), Teologo de la Universidad CNCI/AZTECA describio a la cancion asi: “La cancion SALVAME, es ambidiestamente satanica”

Es asi que de nuevo, llamamos a retomar los valores que nos enseño Escriva de Balaguer y terminar esta maldad, que la fe nos lleve a pedir perdon y obtenerlo con el diesmo.

Amen


SATANAS extrañarte es mi necesidad
vivo en la desesperanza
desde que tu ya no vuelves mas Claro, por que dios no lo deja entrar…

sobrevivo por pura ansiedad
con el nudo en la garganta
y esque no te dejo de pensar
poco a poco el corazon
va perdiendo la fe LA FE EN DIOS!!! …..perdiendo la voz DE ESCRIVA DE BALAGUER

SATANAS salvame del olvido…..salvame de la soledad
SATANAS salvame del hastio…..estoy hecha a tu voluntad
SATANAS salvame del olvido……salvame de la oscuridad
SATANAS salvame del hastio……no me dejes caer jamas

me propongo tanto continuar
pero amor es la palabra
que me cuesta a veces olvidarte demonio mio

sobrevivo por pura ansiedad……con el nudo en la garganta
y esque no te dejo de pensar
poco a poco el corazon
va perdiendo la fe en dios ….. perdiendo la voz

SATANAS salvame del olvido…..salvame de la soledad
SATANAS salvame del hastio…..estoy hecha a tu voluntad
SATANAS salvame del olvido……salvame de la oscuridad
SATANAS salvame del hastio……no me dejes caer jamas

SATANAS salvame del olvido…..salvame de la soledad
SATANAS salvame del hastio…..estoy hecha a tu voluntad
SATANAS salvame del olvido……salvame de la oscuridad
SATANAS salvame del hastio……no me dejes caer jamas

SATANAS salvame del olvido……..
SATANAS salvame del hastio……
SATANAS salvame del olvido…….

Gracias Youtube, la rola fue compuesta por Bob Marley….


Until the philosophy,
which holds one race superior
and another inferior,
is finally and permanently
discredited and abandoned,
everywhere is war.

Until there is no longer first class
or second class citizens of any nation.
Until the color of a man抯 skin,
is of no more significance then
the color of his eyes,
I抳e got to say “war”.

That until the basic human rights,
are equally guaranteed to all,
without regard to race,
I抣l say “war”

Until that day the dream of lasting peace,
world-citizenship and the rule of
international morality will remain
just a fleeting illusion to be pursued,
but never obtained.
And everywhere is war.

Until the ignoble and unhappy regime
which holds all of us through,
child-abuse, yeah, child-abuse yeah,
sub-human bondage has been toppled,
utterly destroyed,
everywhere is war.

war in the east,
war in the west,
war up north,
war down south,
there is war,
and the rumors of war.

Until that day,
there is no continent,
which will know peace.

children, children.

Fight!

We find it necessary.
we know we will win.
we have confidence in the victory
of good over evil

FIGHT THE REAL ENEMY !

UUUU Esta rola la tango en un discquito de 45 RPM cuando era morro la oi mucho, el disco era tan viejo que tenia borrado el nombre del artista, hace un par de años investigue que eran los Lemon Pipers y ahora youtube nos trae a conocerlos…

Lo bueno queen esas epocas no se hacia playback…

Drop your silver in my tambourine
Help a poor man fill his pretty dream
Give me pennies I’ll take anything
Now listen while I play
My green tambourine

Watch the jingle jangle start to chime
Reflections of the music that is mine
When you drop a coin you’ll hear it sing
Now listen while I play
My green tambourine

[Instrumental break]

Drop a dime before I walk away
Any song you want I’ll gladly play
Money feeds my music machine
Now listen while I play
My green tambourine