Lyrics: Songwriters David Foster, Carole Bayer Sager, Tony Renis and Alberto Testa. Vocals: Italian tenor Andrea Bocelli and Canadian singer Céline Marie Claudette Dion.
The Prayer.
I pray you’ll be our eyes, and watch us where we go, And help us to be wise in times when we don’t know. Let this be our prayer, when we lose our way. Lead us to a place, guide us with your grace, To a place where we’ll be safe. La luce che tu hai, I pray we’ll find your light. Nel cuore resterà, And hold it in our hearts, A ricordarci che, When stars go out each night, L’eterna stella sei, Nella mia preghiera, Let this be our prayer, Quanta fede c’è When shadows fill our day, Lead us to a place, guide us with your grace. Give us faith so we’ll be safe. * Sogniamo un mondo senza più violenza, Un mondo di giustizia e di speranza, Ognuno dia la mano al suo vicino, Simbolo di pace, di fraternità, La forza che ci dà. We ask that life be kind, È il desiderio che. And watch us from above. Ognuno trovi amor, We hope each soul will find, Intorno e dentro sé, Another soul to love. Let this be our prayer, let this be our prayer, Just like every child, just like every child. Need to find a place. Guide us with your grace. Give us faith so we’ll be safe. È la fede che, Hai acceso in noi, Sento che ci salvera.
END.
*Translation:We dream of a world without more violence, A world of justice and hope, Let each one shake hands with his neighbor, Symbol of peace, brotherhood, The strength it gives us.
Vocals: English soft rock singer Chris Ward Norman, former lead singer with the English rock band ‘Smokie’. Lyrics: Songwriter, guitarist, rock singer Chris Ward Norman
Still in Love with You.
I get the same old feeling, Whenever I’m with you. What else can I do, I can’t help it. I can’t help it. I’m still in love with you, ooh.
I get the same old yearning, When you were by my side, A feeling I can’t hide. I can’t help it. I can’t help it. I can’t help it. Oh baby, I can’t help it, I’m still in love with you.
No one thrills me like you do. No one hurts as much as you. (In a long and lonely night) Well I wake up calling out your name, Since you’re gone babe, Nothing seems the same, No, no.
Nothing seems the same, baby. I can’t help it. I can’t help it, I’m still in love with you. Why don’t you listen to what I say now, No one thrills me like you do. No one hurts as much as you. (In a long and lonely night) Oh I wake up calling out your name, You know since you’ve gone, Babe, Nothing seems the same, believe me darling. Ooh, ooh.
I get the same old feeling, Whenever I’m with you. What am I, what am I, gonna do. I can’t help it. I can’t help it. I can’t help it. Oh baby, I can’t help it. I’m still in love with you. (Same old feeling) You know I’m still in love with you. (Same old feeling) Baby, baby, baby. (Same old feeling) You know I’m still in love, still in love with you. END
Took a walk by the River Suir in Thurles today in the beautiful warm sunshine. Having surveyed the river area, I was reminded of the song “Down by the river”, written by Mike Hazlewood and British singer-songwriter and composer Albert Louis Hammond. The lyrics, shown hereunder, tell the story of a man and his girl friend taking a camping trip down by a river. The weather being warm; they both decide to go swimming. That night they both felt unwell, and having failed to get sleep, went for an early morning walk. During their walk, they see a silver fish lying on its side dead on the river bank and they wonder how it died. After visiting a doctor, they are informed that only foolish people go swimming in polluted river water.
The song highlights the negative environmental impact on our water, which is being accepted by our local elected Thurles politicians and councillors, to whom we pay large salaries and who are presently calling door to door, in the hope of being re-elected for yet another 5 years of waste and inactivity.
Ask those canvassing for your vote this time around, the following question “Where did the pump for the fountain, in the river Suir end up”. You will be surprised and possibly angered by the reply.
Down By The River.
Lyrics: British-Gibraltarian singer, songwriter and record producer Mike Hazlewood and British singer-songwriter and composer Albert Louis Hammond. Vocals: Albert Hammond.
Down By The River.
City life was gettin’ us down, So we spent the weekend out of town, Pitched the tent on a patch of ground, Down by the river. Lit a fire and drank some wine, You put your jeans on the top of mine, Said, come in the water’s fine, Down by the river. Down by the river. Down by the river. Said, come in the water’s fine, Down by the river. Didn’t feel too good all night, So we took a walk in the morning light, Came across the strangest sight, Down by the river. Silver fish lay on its side, It was washed up by the early tide, I wonder how it died, Down by the river. Down by the river. Down by the river. Silver fish lay on its side, Down by the river. Doctor put us both to bed, He dosed us up and he shook his head, “Only foolish people go”, he said, “Down by the river”. Why do willows weep, said he, Because they’re dying gradually, From the waste, from the factories, Down by the river. Down by the river. Down by the river. Why do willows weep, said he, Down by the river. In time, the river banks will die, The reeds will wilt and the ducks won’t fly, There’ll be a tear in the otter’s eye, Down by the river. The banks will soon be black and dead, And where the otter raised his head, Will be a clean white stone instead, Down by the river. Down by the river. Down by the river. The banks will soon be black and dead, Down by the river. Down by the river. Down by the river. The banks will soon be black and dead, Down by the river.
Irish “Go n-éirí an bóthar chun bualadh leat”, translates as“May the Road Rise to Meet You”.
Lyrics: American musician, singer-songwriter Roger McGuinn and his wife Camilla, (the former was founder and leader of ‘The Byrds’). Vocals: Irish American singer-songwriter, Cathie Ryan.
May the Road Rise to Meet You.
Summertime the sun would shine, we’d lay out in the field, Sheltered in the shadow of a tree. We write our songs to take along, And sing out on the road, And you would always sing this song to me.
Chorus. May the road rise to meet you, May the wind be at your back, May the sun shine down warm upon your land, May the rain fall soft upon your face until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of his hand.
Autumn leaves would leave the trees, In colours on the ground. Swirling patterns beautiful to see. I’d lay my head down on your lap, I would not make a sound, And you would always sing this song to me.
Repeat Chorus.
In the winter days the trees would shiver in the wind, Waiting for the warming touch of spring, You’d hold me in the firelight. We’d stare into the flames, And this is what you always used to sing.
The lyrics, hereunder, were inspired by the novel ‘The Grapes of Wrath’, written by American writer (and winner of the 1962 Nobel Prize for Literature) the late John Steinbeck(1902-1968).
Vocals and Lyrics: American retired country singer, songwriter, and actor Kris Kristofferson.
Here Comes That Rainbow Again.
The scene was a small roadside café. The waitress was sweeping the floor. Two truck drivers drinking their coffee, And two Okie* kids by the door. “How much are them candies?” They asked her. “How much have you got?” She replied. “We’ve only a penny between us”, “Them’s two for a penny,” she lied. And the daylight grew heavy with thunder, With the smell of the rain on the wind. Ain’t it just like a human? Here comes that rainbow again.
One truck driver called to the waitress, After the kids went outside. “Them candies ain’t two for a penny”. “So what’s it to you?” She replied. In silence they finished their coffee, Then got up and nodded goodbye. She called, “Hey, you left too much money”. “So what’s it to you?” They replied. And the daylight was heavy with thunder, With the smell of the rain on the wind. Ain’t it just like a human? Here comes that rainbow again.
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