Category Song of the Week

Jun 1 2015

Oh Danny Boy  (the next verses)

See the first verse on a previous blog ….

Oh Danny boy, the FBI is calling

From USA to PE’s Morningside

The World Cup’s gone, and all the stadia dying

It’s you, it’s you must answer to that “bribe”.

But come ye back with dissent in the Metro

And when the Council staff are going slow

‘Tis we’ll be here in sunshine or in shadow

Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, we need you so?

And when you come, and all the Metro’s dying

And we are dead, as dead we well may be

You’ll come and find the place where we are lying

And kneel and say the ANC killed PE.

Oh Danny Boy, Jack Warner’s also calling

From Concacaf about that  so-called “bribe”.

Ten million’s gone but Twenty Ten was wonderful

It’s you it’s you that chaired our country’s pride.

But come ye back with chaos in our Metro

As our new Mayor with moods at all-time low

Tis we’ll be here in sunshine or  in shadow

Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy we need you so?

And when you come, and all the Metro’s dying

And we are dead, as dead we well may be

You’ll come and find the place where we are lying

And kneel and say the ANC killed PE.

May 6 2015

I Cried a Tear

(c) 2015 Edward C Lunnon
8 years 8 months ill …
Physical: Advantage CBD / Mental: Deuce

The best of times … the worst of times!

It’s been a difficult few weeks: Earthquakes in Nepal, Murders in Port Elizabeth, Xenophobic attacks around South Africa, load-shedding in the country, pain in my leg and bum, my last radio talk with Lance on AlgoaFm, … the list continues.

It has been a difficult time for me – both physically and emotionally. I promised myself that I would not allow myself to become emotional on air last week, but I did! I cried that tear!

The CBD not only takes your body away from you – it also robs you of your ability to work and hence your job, your livelihood, your assets, your friends, your social life, your personality, your memory, your driver’s licence, your being … the list continues!

Hidden away among the hype, the “skinder” and the rallies of the Port Elizabeth Jade murder last week, has been the ground-breaking court case in Pretoria related to assisted death (euthanasia) for people who suffer from life-limiting illnesses.

It is an emotive subject. One that will divide the population.

Thou shalt not kill!

Is it OK to call for the death penalty in the case of murder, but not assisted suicide in the case of severe illness and pain?

I must admit – I have cried a few tears this week.

It’s time to face the world again.

Aug 22 2012

I Hope You Dance (Lyrics)

I hope you never lose your sense of wonder
You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger
May you never take one single breath for granted
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
Promise me that you’ll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

I hope you dance
I hope you dance

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Livin’ might mean takin’ chances, but they’re worth takin’
Lovin’ might be a mistake, but it’s worth makin’
Don’t let some Hellbent heart leave you bitter
When you come close to sellin’ out, reconsider
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

I hope you dance
I hope you dance
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along)
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
(Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder, where those years have gone?)

I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens
Promise me that you’ll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

Dance
(Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along)
I hope you dance
I hope you dance
(Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder, where those years have gone?)

Lyrics: Sillers/Sanders

 

Feb 23 2012

Song of the Week: Sprokie vir ‘n Stadskind

 Sprokie Vir ‘n Stadskind (Koos du Plessis / Theuns Jordaan)

As die reen van stof en roet verby is
en die rook verdwyn
Sal daar in die sterrelose hemel
‘n neonboog verskyn

En kyk maar goed,
want as jy hom vind
vertel ek vir jou ‘n sprokie, my kind
van ‘n skatkis met ou kettings gebind
aan die neonboog se punt

Volg hom elke nag langs swart riviere
oor kranse van beton
As jy aanhou stap
tien duisend ure
sal jy dalk daar kom

Maar hier moet jy jou nimmer laat bind
want so lei die ou, ou sprokie, my kind
As jy geluk en vrede wil vind
soek die neonboog se punt

Volg hom elke nag langs swart riviere
Kyk nie eenmaal om
Dalk vind jy die land van blou safiere
En dalk ‘n brokkie son

My very loose English translation:

STORY OF A CITY CHILD

When the rain of dust and soot has passed by

And the smog has gone, 

There’ll be in the starless heavens

A rainbow to look upon.

And look so well

‘Cos when you see it,

I’ll tell you a story, my child, a bit

Of a treasure chest shackled with chains so old.

It’s the Rainbow’s Pot of Gold!

Search for it each night along black rivers

Over cliffs of concrete.

If you keep on walking

Ten thousand hours,

Perhaps you’ll get to meet.

But, here, don’t force yourself to bind

Because, my child, it’s this story of old:

If it’s peace and joy you want to find –

Search for the rainbow’s Pot of Gold!

Search for it each night along black rivers

Don’t look back – not one.

Perhaps you’ll find the land of blue saffires

And perhaps a little sun. 

Feb 13 2012

One Moment in Time

My Song of the Week by the late Whitney Houston … enjoy!

 

 

 

 

Each day I live, I want to be a day to give the best of me

I’m only one, But not alone.My finest day Is yet unknown.
I broke my heart, Fought every gain To taste the sweet.
I face the pain, I rise and fall, Yet through it all This much remains…
I want one moment in time When I’m more than I thought I could be,
… When all of my dreams are a heartbeat away, And the answers are all up to me.
Give me one moment in time When I’m racing with destiny. Then in that one moment of time I will feel I will feel eternity.

(Whitney Houston)