Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Ngọc Trai




Hôm đầu tiên đến Mai Lĩnh - nơi tập quân sự, là một ngày rất đẹp trời, khiến mình mê mải chụp ảnh và rất vui vì có thể chụp bầu trời đẹp đúng như nó vốn có :).

Còn nhiều ảnh nữa nhưng giờ chưa kịp đăng lên, để sau vậy.


Fly Me to the Moon



Đây không phải là "Fly me to the moon" quen thuộc mà mình muốn nghe, nhưng thấy bài này cũng rất hay, đem lại những cảm xúc khác (Nat King Cole mà :) ). Vancouver chính là người dẫn mình tới thể loại âm nhạc này, làm phong phú thêm sở thích âm nhạc của mình.

Còn đây là một "Fly me to the moon" khác, thường nghe hơn, của Frank Sinatra.





Fly me to the moon
Let me sing among those stars
Let me see what spring is like
On jupiter and mars

In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby kiss me

Fill my heart with song
Let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore

In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Wake me up when September ends




Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends

Like my father's come to pass
Seven years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends

Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are

As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when September ends

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends

Ring out the bells again
Like we did when spring began
Wake me up when September ends

Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are

As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when September ends

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends

Like my father's come to pass
Twenty years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends
Wake me up when September ends
Wake me up when September ends

"Wake me up...", bài hát quen thuộc từ năm lớp 10. Không hiểu sao dạo này, khi mặc bộ quân phục đứng trong hàng đi đều, lại thường lẩm nhẩm "Summer has gone and passed..."

Monday, June 8, 2009

Thank you for Loving me




It's hard for me to say the things
I want to say sometimes
There's no one here but you and me
And that broken old street light
Lock the doors
We'll leave the world outside
All I've got to give to you
Are these five words tonight

Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn't see
For parting my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me
Thank you for loving me

I never knew I had a dream
Until that dream was you
When I look into your eyes
The sky's a different blue
Cross my heart
I wear no disguise
If I tried, you'd make believe
That you believed my lies

Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn't see
For parting my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me

You pick me up when I fall down
You ring the bell before they count me out
If I was drowning you would part the sea
And risk your own life to rescue me

Lock the doors
We'll leave the world outside
All I've got to give to you
Are these five words tonight

Thank you for loving me
For being my eyes
When I couldn't see
You parted my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me

When I couldn't fly
Oh, you gave me wings
You parted my lips
When I couldn't breathe
Thank you for loving me

"Thank you for loving me...", ước gì, vào một ngày chỉ có duy nhất một lần trong cuộc đời mình, mình có thể nói điều này với người đang ở bên mình...

Sunday, June 7, 2009

Bad Day




Where is the moment we needed the most
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost
They tell me your blue skies fade to gray
They tell me your passion's gone away
And I don't need no carryin' on

You stand in the line just to hit a new low
You're faking a smile with the coffee to go
You tell me your life's been way off line
You're falling to pieces every time
And I don't need no carryin' on

Because you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

Will you need a blue sky holiday?
The point is they laugh at what you say
And I don't need no carryin' on

You had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day

(Oooh.. a holiday..)

Sometimes the system goes on the blink
And the whole thing turns out wrong
You might not make it back and you know
That you could be well oh that strong
And I'm not wrong

(yeah...)

So where is the passion when you need it the most
Oh you and I
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost

Cause you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
You've seen what you like
And how does it feel for one more time
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

I had a bad day...

Sunday, May 24, 2009

When I'm 64



When I get older losing my hair,

Many years from now

Will you still be sending me a valentine

Birthday greetings bottle of wine?

If I'd been out till quarter to three

Would you lock the door?

Will you still need me, will you still feed me,

When I'm sixty-four?

You'll be older too,

And if you say the word, I could stay with you.

I could be handy, mending a fuse

When your lights have gone.

You can knit a sweater by the fireside

Sunday mornings go for a ride.

Doing the garden, digging the weeds,

Who could ask for more?

Will you still need me, will you still feed me,

When I'm sixty-four?

Every summer we can rent a cottage,

In the Isle of Wight, if it's not too dear

We shall scrimp and save.

Grandchildren on your knee

Vera, Chuck & Dave.

Send me a postcard, drop me a line,

Stating point of viewIndicate precisely what you mean to say

Yours sincerely, wasting away.

Give me your answer, fill in a form

Mine for evermore.

Will you still need me, will you still feed me,

When I'm sixty-four ?

Bài này là do Vancouver "giới thiệu" cho mình (mở đi mở lại điếc cả tai, nghe mãi cũng phải nhớ :D ) . Lời ca thật ý nghĩa, hơi ngạc nhiên là nó được viết bởi một chàng trai 16 tuổi (theo wiki).

Friday, May 8, 2009

В Лесу Родилась Ёлочка




В лесу родилась елочка,

В лесу она росла,
Зимой и летом стройная,

Зеленая была.

Метель ей пела песенку:
"Спи, елочка, бай-бай!"
Мороз снежком укутывал:
"Смотри, не замерзай!"

Трусишка зайка серенький
Под елочкой скакал.
Порою волк, сердитый волк
Рысцою пробегал.

Чу! Снег по лесу частому
Под полозом скрипит;
Лошадка мохноногая
Торопиться, бежит.

Везет лошадка дровенки,
А в дровнях старичок, [мужичок]
Срубил он нашу елочку
Под самый корешок.

Теперь она, нарядная,
На праздник к нам пришла
И много, много радости

Детишкам принесла


Bài hát dễ thương. Clip đầu tiên mình post lên blog, không ngờ lại là cái này :) . Đây là bài bọn mình hát hôm Tuần lễ văn hoá Nga, gần đến Giáng Sinh.