Adagio, a beautiful song.
By Il divo or Lara Fabian, either one, beautiful...
But the fact that the Lara Fabian version is in English, i guess that appeals more to me... But the Il divo cover version was also awesome...
Early Sunday Morning... Random... 1.38 in da morn...
Dunno what to post...
In the multitudes of experiences, one must experience heaven and hell. Where one sets one's beliefs in unmoving stone, that is one's faith. And mine is set in love, in companionship, in living. And music, beauty, words, smiles, laughter, magic and coffee.
About Me
- Xavier
- Youth. Self Proclaimed (or maybe just a lofty fantasy) global citizen. Idealist. Wants to change the world. Thus crazy like hell. Has issues with sloth! (how am i supposed to change the world now?) Dreamer and wanderer
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Friday, June 11, 2010
Cont.
Needa go offline soon, like more like immediately, pops came out of room, & chased me to sleep...
Zzz. Currently, am reading up on the World Cup teams. Seems like South Korean is the best Asian Representative...
Screw, Koreans again.
Zzz. Currently, am reading up on the World Cup teams. Seems like South Korean is the best Asian Representative...
Screw, Koreans again.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Second post of da day/night
Today has been shitty, so have been the last few days, kena nagged by mum almost all the time... Wanna go back to school...
Even when i am all alone in school, i at least have some peace, & not get agitated by my mum scolding me & stuff....
Have been posting on my iPod Touch "notes" dont wanna transfer them over... About that, since my pops got the password, im gonna change it now... Kena he read it & I die big time...
Cant even have time for my ownself... All the time either putting on some retarded face, trying to remember what i have yet to do, or just trying to sleep... Zzz, or pretending to sleep...
Now just chilling it off at the couch, though i needa
Even when i am all alone in school, i at least have some peace, & not get agitated by my mum scolding me & stuff....
Have been posting on my iPod Touch "notes" dont wanna transfer them over... About that, since my pops got the password, im gonna change it now... Kena he read it & I die big time...
Cant even have time for my ownself... All the time either putting on some retarded face, trying to remember what i have yet to do, or just trying to sleep... Zzz, or pretending to sleep...
Now just chilling it off at the couch, though i needa
Mix feelings
Posting this song first...
The original "Johnny, I hardly knew ye"
While goin' the road to sweet Athy, hurroo, hurroo
While goin' the road to sweet Athy, hurroo, hurroo
While goin' the road to sweet Athy
A stick in me hand and a drop in me eye
A doleful damsel I heard cry,
Johnny I hardly knew ye.
With your drums and guns and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo
With your drums and guns and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo
With your drums and guns and drums and guns
The enemy nearly slew ye
Oh my darling dear, Ye look so queer
Johnny I hardly knew ye.
Where are your eyes that were so mild, hurroo, hurroo
Where are your eyes that were so mild, hurroo, hurroo
Where are your eyes that were so mild
When my heart you so beguiled
Why did ye run from me and the child
Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye.
Where are your legs that used to run, hurroo, hurroo
Where are your legs that used to run, hurroo, hurroo
Where are your legs that used to run
When you went for to carry a gun
Indeed your dancing days are done
Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye.
I'm happy for to see ye home, hurroo, hurroo
I'm happy for to see ye home, hurroo, hurroo
I'm happy for to see ye home
All from the island of Sulloon
So low in flesh, so high in bone
Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye.
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg, hurroo, hurroo
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg, hurroo, hurroo
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg
Ye're an armless, boneless, chickenless egg
Ye'll have to put with a bowl out to beg
Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye.
They're rolling out the guns again, hurroo, hurroo
They're rolling out the guns again, hurroo, hurroo
They're rolling out the guns again
But they never will take our sons again
No they never will take our sons again
Johnny I'm swearing to ye.
Zzz, With your drums and guns and guns and drums
Sad song... Pretty obvious lyrics i guess... The poor dude, Johnny, lost pretty much his entire life in the war in sri lanka, Came home & his wife is disappointed with him...
The original "Johnny, I hardly knew ye"
While goin' the road to sweet Athy, hurroo, hurroo
While goin' the road to sweet Athy, hurroo, hurroo
While goin' the road to sweet Athy
A stick in me hand and a drop in me eye
A doleful damsel I heard cry,
Johnny I hardly knew ye.
With your drums and guns and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo
With your drums and guns and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo
With your drums and guns and drums and guns
The enemy nearly slew ye
Oh my darling dear, Ye look so queer
Johnny I hardly knew ye.
Where are your eyes that were so mild, hurroo, hurroo
Where are your eyes that were so mild, hurroo, hurroo
Where are your eyes that were so mild
When my heart you so beguiled
Why did ye run from me and the child
Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye.
Where are your legs that used to run, hurroo, hurroo
Where are your legs that used to run, hurroo, hurroo
Where are your legs that used to run
When you went for to carry a gun
Indeed your dancing days are done
Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye.
I'm happy for to see ye home, hurroo, hurroo
I'm happy for to see ye home, hurroo, hurroo
I'm happy for to see ye home
All from the island of Sulloon
So low in flesh, so high in bone
Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye.
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg, hurroo, hurroo
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg, hurroo, hurroo
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg
Ye're an armless, boneless, chickenless egg
Ye'll have to put with a bowl out to beg
Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye.
They're rolling out the guns again, hurroo, hurroo
They're rolling out the guns again, hurroo, hurroo
They're rolling out the guns again
But they never will take our sons again
No they never will take our sons again
Johnny I'm swearing to ye.
Zzz, With your drums and guns and guns and drums
Sad song... Pretty obvious lyrics i guess... The poor dude, Johnny, lost pretty much his entire life in the war in sri lanka, Came home & his wife is disappointed with him...
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Today
The Weather is werid. Plain weird. Rain. Sun. Rain. Sun. Rain & Sun. Cloudy. Sun. Screw it. not gonna record any longer... But this kinda weather seems to liven the animals... Seeing more birds today as well... Or maybe its just because im actually watching the weather that i see the birds... & saw a squirrel as well!!! Hahaha, Nothing to do. No one to talk to.
FB-ing quite often. So much that Yos actually said i no life... zzz, possible true... How interesting, that ppl often criticize others, & dont find a single fault in themselves. While others just plainly criticize themselves for every bloody thing bad happening, like the weather, or maybe even an accident thousands of miles away...
Gar... Dont wanna post le. Post later tonite, or when i have the mood.
Hmph
FB-ing quite often. So much that Yos actually said i no life... zzz, possible true... How interesting, that ppl often criticize others, & dont find a single fault in themselves. While others just plainly criticize themselves for every bloody thing bad happening, like the weather, or maybe even an accident thousands of miles away...
Gar... Dont wanna post le. Post later tonite, or when i have the mood.
Hmph
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