Beethoven: Minuetto del Septiminio. Op 20

Can't help falling in love

Minnie Riperton: Loving you

Janis Ian : At Seventeen

Ecce gratum

Ecce gratum
et optatum
Ver reducit gaudia;
purpuratum
floret pratum,
Sol serenat omnia.
Iam iam cedant tristia!
Estas redit,
nunc recedit
Hyemis sevitia.


Iam liquescit
et decrescit
grando, nix et cetera;
bruma fugit,
et iam sugit
Ver Estatis ubera;
illi mens est misera,
qui nec vivit,
nec lascivit
sub Estatis dextera.

Gloriantur 

et letantur 

in melle dulcedinis, 

qui conantur, 

ut utantur 

premio Cupidinis; 

simus iussu Cypridis 

gloriantes 

et letantes 

pares esse Paridis. 

He aquí que la agradable
y deseada
primavera vuelve a traer la alegría;
vestido de púrpura
florece el prado;
el sol lo serena todo.
¡Que se vaya ya la tristeza!
El verano regresa;
ya se aleja
la dureza del invierno.

Ya se derriten
y decrecen
el hielo, la nieve y lo demás;
el invierno huye,
y ya se amamanta
la primavera de los pechos de la estación estival.
Tiene un espíritu miserable
quien no vive
ni disfruta
bajo la protección del verano.

Se glorifican
y se alegran
en la dulzura de la miel
los que se esfuerzan
por gozar
del premio de Cupido.
¡Obedezcamos la orden de Venus
de que, gloriosos
y alegres,
seamos semejantes a Paris!

Omnia Sol Temperat

Omnia sol temperat

purus et subtilis,

novo mundo reserat

facies Aprilis,

ad amorem properat

animus herilis

et iocundis imperat

deus puerilis.

Rerum tanta novitas

in solemni vere

et veris auctoritas

jubet nos gaudere;

vias prebet solitas,

et in tuo vere

fides est et probitas

tuum retinere.

Ama me fideliter,

fidem meam noto:

de corde totaliter

et ex mente tota

sum presentialiter

absens in remota,

quisquis amat taliter,

volvitur in rota.

* * *

Conforta a todos el sol

puro y fino;

está de nuevo radiante

la cara del mundo en abril;

hacia el amor se apresura

el corazón del hombre,

y sobre un pueblo feliz,

reina el dios de la juventud.

¡Cuántas novedades

en la celebración de la primavera!

Su autoridad

nos ordena estar contentos.

Nos ofrece caminos ya conocidos,

y en tu propia primavera,

es leal y correcto

poseer a tu amante.

Ámame fielmente,

piensa que confío en ti;

con todo mi corazón,

con toda mi voluntad

estoy contigo,

aun cuando yo esté muy lejos.

Quien ama como yo,

está girando en la rueda.

Fuentes:
Recursocoral.com.ar

Norwegian Wood

Serge Gainsbourg: Elisa

Serge Gainsbourg, hoy un icono francés, fue cantante, escritor, compositor y pintor, pero mayormente durante casi todo el tiempo fue un infatigable provocador, un tipo de impredecible comportamiento en su vida pública. Ya de crío Serge era un niño judío que fanfarronea por las calles de un París bajo la ocupación alemana; y luego un joven y tímido poeta que abandona su pintura y su habitación para dejarse embaucar por los cabarés de transformistas de los años 60.

A continuación Elisa, acompañado de Jane Birkin en una actuación para la televisión francesa.

Destacamos la primera estrofa de la canción:

ELISA, ELISA, ELISA
Saute moi au cou
ELISA, ELISA, ELISA
Cherche-moi des poux,
Enfonce bien les ongles,
Et tes doigts délicats
Dans la jungle
De mes cheveux

ELISA, ELISA, ELISA
Saltame al cuello
ELISA, ELISA, ELISA
Encuentrame los piojos,
Clava bien las uñas,
y tus dedos delicados
en la jungla
de mi cabello

En 1999, Jane Birkin conoció al músico Djamel Benyelles que orientalizó algunos de los temas de Gainsbourg como Elisa, Couleur Café o Comment te dire adieu. Aquí tenemos su versión de Elisa

The Meaning of life 2

The miracle of birth. Part 2.

The second part, subtitled "The Third World", is set in Yorkshire. It depicts a Roman Catholic couple (Palin and Jones), who can no longer afford to feed their 63 children, a number that has arisen because their religion forbids birth control. They are forced to sell their many offspring for medical experiments. The skit culminates in the musical number "Every Sperm is Sacred". This satire on the Catholic Church's attitudes toward contraception and masturbation is followed by one on Protestants: Chapman plays the husband of the household next door, who lectures his wife on their church's tolerance toward having intercourse for fun, although his frustrated spouse (Idle) points out that they never do.



Every sperm is sacred
The song was released on the album Monty Python Sings and was nominated for a BAFTA Music Award for Best Original Song in a Film in 1983. Michael Palin and Terry Jones wrote the music and lyrics and performed the sketch, which is hailed as one of the Pythons' great sketches.

The song is a satire of Catholic teachings on reproduction which forbid masturbation and contraception by artificial means.

The lyric
DAD:
There are Jews in the world.
There are Buddhists.
There are Hindus and Mormons, and then
There are those that follow Mohammed, but
I've never been one of them.

I'm a Roman Catholic,
And have been since before I was born,
And the one thing they say about Catholics is:
They'll take you as soon as you're warm.

You don't have to be a six-footer.
You don't have to have a great brain.
You don't have to have any clothes on. You're
A Catholic the moment Dad came,

Because

Every sperm is sacred.
Every sperm is great.
If a sperm is wasted,
God gets quite irate.

CHILDREN:
Every sperm is sacred.
Every sperm is great.
If a sperm is wasted,
God gets quite irate.

GIRL:
Let the heathen spill theirs
On the dusty ground.
God shall make them pay for
Each sperm that can't be found.

CHILDREN:
Every sperm is wanted.
Every sperm is good.
Every sperm is needed
In your neighbourhood.

MUM:
Hindu, Taoist, Mormon,
Spill theirs just anywhere,
But God loves those who treat their
Semen with more care.

MEN:
Every sperm is sacred.
Every sperm is great.
WOMEN:
If a sperm is wasted,...
CHILDREN:
...God get quite irate.

PRIEST:
Every sperm is sacred.
BRIDE and GROOM:
Every sperm is good.
NANNIES:
Every sperm is needed...
CARDINALS:
...In your neighbourhood!

CHILDREN:
Every sperm is useful.
Every sperm is fine.
FUNERAL CORTEGE:
God needs everybody's.
MOURNER #1:
Mine!
MOURNER #2:
And mine!
CORPSE:
And mine!

NUN:
Let the Pagan spill theirs
O'er mountain, hill, and plain.
HOLY STATUES:
God shall strike them down for
Each sperm that's spilt in vain.

EVERYONE:
Every sperm is sacred.
Every sperm is good.
Every sperm is needed
In your neighbourhood.

Every sperm is sacred.
Every sperm is great.
If a sperm is wasted,
God gets quite iraaaaaate!

References
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Monty_Python%27s_The_Meaning_of_Life
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Every_Sperm_is_Sacred
http://www.lyricsdepot.com/monty-python/every-sperm-is-sacred.html