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saintseneca - acid rain
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anna ash - paradise
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ayla nereo - it's okay
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A French Christmas tune written by by Raymond Vincy & Henri Martine and made popular by Tino Rossi. We made changes to the structure and some of the chords of the original, and added a section: "Je suis prêt a recevoir" which means "I am ready to receive."
lyrics
C'est la belle nuit de Noel
La neige etend son manteau blanc
Et les yeux leves vers le ciel
A genoux, les petits enfants
Avant de fermer les paupieres
Font une derniere priere.
Petit papa Noel
Quand tu descendras du ciel
Avec des jouets par milliers
N'oublie pas mon petit soulier.
Mais avant de partir
Il faudra bien te couvrir
Dehors tu vas avoir si froid
C'est un peu a cause de moi.
Il me tarde que le jour se leve
Pour voir si tu m'as apporte
Tous les beaux joujoux que je vois en reve
Et que je t'ai commandes.
Et quand tu seras sur ton beau nuage
Viens d'abord sur notre maison
Je n'ai pas ete tous les jours tres sage
Mais j'en demande pardon.
Petit papa Noel
Quand tu descendras du ciel
Avec des jouets par milliers
N'oublie pas mon petit soulier.
Mais avant de partir
Il faudra bien te couvrir
Dehors tu vas avoir si froid
C'est un peu a cause de moi.
Je suis prêt a recevoir
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We've set Ogden Nash's poem "A Carol For Children" to the familiar tune of God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen.
lyrics
God rest you merry, Innocents,
Let nothing you dismay,
Let nothing wound an eager heart
Upon this Christmas day.
Yours be the genial holly wreaths,
The stockings and the tree;
An aged world to you bequeaths
Its own forgotten glee.
Soon, soon enough come crueler gifts,
The anger and the tears;
Between you now there sparsely drifts
A handful yet of years.
Oh, dimly, dimly glows the star
Through the electric throng;
The bidding in temple and bazaar
Drowns out the silver song.
The ancient altars smoke afresh,
The ancient idols stir;
Faint in the reek of burning flesh
Sink frankincense and myrrh.
Gaspar, Balthazar, Melchior!
Where are your offerings now?
What greetings to the Prince of War,
His darkly branded brow?
Two ultimate laws alone we know,
The ledger and the sword --
So far away, so long ago,
We lost the infant Lord.
Only the children clasp His hand;
His voice speaks low to them,
And still for them the shining band
Wings over Bethlehem.
God rest you merry, Innocents,
While innocence endures,
A sweeter Christmas than we to ours
May you bequeath to yours.
Ogden Nash
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seaweed sway San Francisco, California
SeaweedSway is a collaborative evolving project by Jessie Woletz & many incredible friends over the years, encouraging
community through music gatherings especially.
The poem of "SeaweedSway" sprouted in a convo between Karl Blau & Jessie in 2007, when Karl opened for BrightBlack Morning Light at the Great American Music Hall. The music encouraged seaweed-like movement in the room.
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