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Well there's mince pies and sherry and pudding and whisky
candies and chocolates and to make us all frisky
but do you know the most famous sweet of all?
Rupert the chocolate angel
Waited by the fire one day
'cos he was told that Santa
would be coming on his sleigh
all of the other chocolates
told him that he was a fool
they were afraid of melting
so they kept in shade and cool
but that night old Santa came along
at we all request
and he gulped the sherry down
doffed his boots and had a rest
then he looked round at Rupert
melted now and quite deceased
gave out a little giggle
and had a little chocolate feast
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Well there’s presents and crackers
And turkey and telly
And there’s thousands of kids
Eating ice-cream and jelly
But do you know the most sickly sweet of all?
Rupert the chocolate angel
Waited by the fire one day
'cos he was told that Santa
would be coming on his sleigh
All of the children loved him
told him that he was so great
As they sat by the fire
They could never know his fate
So that night old Santa came along
As we all request
and he gulped the sherry down
doffed his boots and had a rest
then he looked round at Rupert
melted now and quite deceased
gave out a little giggle
and had a little chocolate feast.
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Come away, come sweet love
The golden morning breaks.
All the earth, all the air,
Of love and pleasure speaks:
Teach thine arms then to embrace,
And sweet Rosy Lips to kiss,
And mix our souls in mutual bliss.
Eyes were made for beauty's grace,
Viewing, Rueing.
Love's long pain
Procur'd by beauty's rude disdain.
Come away, come sweet love,
The golden morning wastes,
While the sun from his sphere,
His fiery arrow casts:
Making all the shadows fly,
Playing, Staying
In the grove,
To entertain the stealth of love.
Thither sweet love
let us hie, Flying, Dying
In desire,
Wing'd with hopes
and heav'nly fire.
Come away, come sweet love,
Do not in vain adorn
Beauty's grace, that should rise,
Like to the naked morn:
Lilies on the river's side,
And fair Cyprian Flow'rs new-blown.
Desire no beauties but their own.
Ornament is nurse of pride,
Pleasure Measure Love's desire:
Haste then sweet love our wished flight
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Flow my tears
03:56
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Flow, my tears,
fall from your springs!
Exiled for ever,
let me mourn;
Where night's black bird
her sad infamy sings,
There let me live
forlorn.
Down vain lights,
shine you no more!
No nights are dark
enough for those
That in despair
heir lost fortunes deplore.
Light doth but shame
disclose.
Never may my woes
be relieved,
Since pity is fled;
And tears and
sighs and groans
my weary days
Of all joys
have deprived.
From the highest
spire of contentment
My fortune is thrown;
And fear and grief
and pain for my deserts
Are my hopes,
since hope is gone.
Hark! you shadows
that in darkness dwell,
Learn to contemn light
Happy, happy they
that in hell
Feel not the
world's despite.
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The Swallows
04:02
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Far in the distant Nile Valley down nameless highways unknown,
where the Dead Sea`s gloomy ripples break,
straining on their way unfinished home,
with a song in their hearts,
the swallows died,
unable to return.
Far in the distant Nile Valley down down nameless highways unknown.
They never came back to adorn the Spring with heady song,
to chant with the winds the green meadow,
rebuild abandoned nests.
They died on distant mountains, plains afar,
unable to return. Far away.
Can they subsist with the love of our hearts
or our gardens` blossoms gay
or our joyous vernal rains?
They who died on the way unfinished home.
Far in the distant Nile Valley.
Unable to return.
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To my wife
02:15
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Darling I am getting older
Side-burns turning silver grey
So rest your head upon my shoulder
Tell me that they’re distingués
Darling I am getting balder.
Freezing on my shiny pate
More and more I’m feeling colder
Where flies disport themselves and skate.
Darling I am getting fatter,
Not gravitas but rather paunch,
No euphemism, and no flatter,
Greater wisdom and less lunch.
In your company I always find
Beauty, friendship and delight.
We’re not old within my mind.
We’ll not go gently to the night.
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An meine Frau
02:12
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[German translation - English original below]
Liebchen, sieh, ich werde älter
Koteletten werden grau
So leg den Kopf auf meine Schulter
Schmackhaft sind sie jetzt zur Schau.
Liebchen, sieh die Haare dünn und rar
Glatze friert und glänzt zuletzt
Immer kälter wo die Decke war
Fliegeneisbahn ist sie jetzt.
Liebchen, sieh, wie dein Mann dicker ist
Nicht mehr seinen Wanst versteckt
Die Ernährung, die so lecker ist,
Ist im Kurort eingecheckt
Die Gesellschaft mit dir ist so fein
Schönheit Freundschaft und so sacht
Wir sind nicht alt in den Gedanken
Wir gehn nicht sanft in jene Nacht.
[English original]
Darling I am growing older
Side-burns turning silver grey
So rest your head upon my shoulder
Tell me that they’re distingués
Darling I am getting balder.
Freezing on my shiny pate
More and more I’m feeling colder
Where the flies disport and skate
Darling I am getting fatter
with a softly swelling paunch
No denying and no flatter
greater wisdom is less lunch
In your company I always find
beauty friendship and delight.
We feel not old within our mind
we will not gently to the night.
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Lily of Laguna
01:09
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She's my lady love, she is my dove, my baby love,
She's no gal for sittin' down to dream,
She's the only queen Laguna knows;
I know she likes me, I know she likes me
Because she says so; She is the Lily of Laguna,
she is my Lily and my Rose.
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Hands, knees
and boomps-a-daisy
I like a bustle that bends
Hands, knees
and boomps-a-daisy
what is a boomp
between friends
Hands, knees
Oh, don't be lazy
let's make the party a wow
Now then, hands, knees
and boomps-a-daisy
turn to your partner
and bow, bow-wow
Hands, knees
and boomps-a-daisy
I like a bustle that bends
Hands, knees
and boomps-a-daisy
what is a boomp
between friends
Hands, knees
Oh, don't be lazy
let's make the party a wow
Now then, hands, knees
and boomps-a-daisy
turn to your partner
and bow, bow-wow
Hands, knees
and boomps-a-daisy
I like a bustle that bends
Hands, knees
and boomps-a-daisy
what is a boomp
between friends
Hands, knees
Oh, don't be lazy
let's make the party a wow
Now then, hands, knees
and boomps-a-daisy
turn to your partner
and bow, bow-wow
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Watch my wings flutter
02:22
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You may hear the flutter of tiny wings
and it's not the white-eyed angel above the organ.
watch my wings flutter
It's not the angelic soprano in the days of her youth
and it's not the big burly bass
and it's not the gloria in excelsis Rector
'Cos ev'ry body knows that Cupid sings alto
Watch my wings flutter
Now this Cupid brought a soprano in
and he introduced her for an audition
watch her heart flutter!
She sang very sweetly and purely in the days of her youth
and found favour with the maestro
and the gloria in excelsis Rector said
"Well I never knew that Cupid sang alto.
Watch his wings flutter!"
You may hear the flutter of tiny wings,
tiny wings, tiny wings...
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Adon Olam
02:08
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Adon olam, asher malach,
b'terem kol y'tzir nivra.
L'et na'asah v'cheftzo kol,
azai melech sh'mo nikra.
V'acharey kichlot hakol,
l'vado yimloch nora.
V'hu haya, v'hu hoveh,
v'hu yih'yeh b'tifara.
The Lord of the Universe who reigned
before anything was created.
When all was made by his will
He was acknowledged as King.
And when all shall end
He still all alone shall reign.
He was, He is,
and He shall be in glory.
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How shall I sing that majesty
Which angels do admire?
Let dust in dust and silence lie;
Sing, sing, ye heavenly choir.
Thousands of thousands stand around
Thy throne, O God most high;
Ten thousand times ten thousand sound
Thy praise; but who am I?
Thy brightness unto them appears,
Whilst I thy footsteps trace;
A sound of God comes to my ears,
But they behold thy face.
They sing because Thou art their Sun;
Lord, send a beam on me;
For where heaven is but once begun
There alleluyas be.
Enlighten with faith's light my heart,
Inflame it with love's fire;
Then shall I sing and bear a part
With that celestial choir.
I shall, I fear, be dark and cold,
With all my fire and light;
Yet when Thou dost accept their gold,
Lord, treasure up my mite.
How great a being, Lord, is thine,
Which doth all beings keep!
Thy knowledge is the only line to sound so vast a deep.
Thou art a sea without a shore,
A sun without a sphere;
Thy time is now and evermore,
Thy place is everywhere.
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I saw a maiden
02:30
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I saw a maiden sitten and sing: she lulled a child, a sweete Lording.
Lullay, lullay, my dear son, my sweeting.
Lullay, lullay, my dear heart, my own dear darling.
This very Lord he made alle thing;
of lordes the Lord, of kinges the King. refrain.
There was mickle melody at that childes birth:
and all in heaven’s bliss, they made mickle mirth. refrain.
Angels sang that night and saiden to that child:
now blest be thou and she, both meek and mild. refrain.
Pray we to that child and to his mother dear,
His blessing to them that maken now cheer. refrain.
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Sicut Cervus
02:01
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Sicut cervus desiderat ad fontes aquarum,
ita desiderat anima mea ad te, Deus.
[As the hart longs for the flowing streams,
so longs my soul for thee, O God.]
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Viderunt omnes
01:49
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Viderunt omnes fines terrae salutare Dei nostri.
Jubilate Deo omnis terra:
Notum fecit Dominus salutare suum: ante conspectum gentium revelavit justitiam suam,
Alleluia.
[All the ends of the world have seen the salvation of our God.
Show yourselves joyful unto the Lord, all ye lands:
The Lord declared his salvation: his righteousness hath he openly showed in the sight of the heathen.]
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There rolls the deep
01:57
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There rolls the deep where grew the tree.
O earth, what changes hast thou seen!
There where the long street roars, hath been
The stillness of the central sea.
The hills are shadows, and they flow
From form to form, and nothing stands;
They melt like mist, the solid lands,
Like clouds they shape themselves and go.
But in my spirit will I dwell,
And dream my dream, and hold it true;
For tho’ my lips may breathe adieu,
I cannot think the thing farewell.
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I sought only to meet myself I made myself welcome
there in that part of me
which thus far my consciousness could not penetrate
the man that I was laid naked the woman that I was.
Turn as I might in evr'y worldly direction
the night traced all the while the arc of its circle
I was one and the same body one and the same body now.
Man enamoured of himself in his femininity
woman enamoured of herself in her virility
I had absolutely no need to imagine a woman by my side
any more than I needed to evoke the landscape of the outside world
to feel myself rooted within it.
The realms of nature may intermingle and recombine
the hybrids thereof seek a soul and a name
The great madness thereof affects me no longer
I have found my heart's place
this place that I thought I had lost
and that I had never quitted
I keep myself together in the cloistered garden of one word
which is the name of my God and of my love
all the rest is a mirage
I have found my heart's place this place
that I thought I had lost
and that I had never quitted
I keep myself together in the cloistered garden of one word
which is the name of my God and of my love.
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Der Herr ist mein Hirte
Mir wird nichts mangeln.
Er weidet mich auf grüne Auen
Und führet mich zum frischen Wasser.
Er erquicket meine Seele
er führet mich auf rechter Straße
Um seines Namens willen.
Und ob ich schon wanderte im finstern Tal
fürchte ich kein Unglück
Denn du bist bei mir
Dein Stecken und Dein Stab trösten mich.
Du bereitest vor mir einen Tisch im Angesicht meiner Feinde.
Du salbest mein Haupt mit Öl und schenkest mir voll ein.
Gutes und Barmherzigkeit werden mir folgen mein Leben lang,
und ich werde bleiben im Hause des Herrn immerdar.
[The Lord is my Shepherd, I’ll not want;
He makes me down to lie
In pastures green; He leadeth me
The quiet waters by.
My soul He doth restore again,
And me to walk doth make
Within the paths of righteousness,
E’en for His own name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk in death’s dark vale,
Yet will I fear no ill;
For Thou art with me, and Thy rod
And staff my comfort still.
My table Thou hast furnished me
In presence of my foes;
My head Thou dost with oil anoint,
And my cup overflows.
Goodness and mercy all my life
Shall surely follow me;
And in God’s house forevermore,
My dwelling place shall be.]
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Whimsy - 2 cats
01:07
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A thin young cat
sat
on a pickle vat slat
and spied through a slot
Inside was a lot of pickled peppers, hot! hot!
and one was fat like a rat
So she stretched out her paw
Pulled it out with her claw
and sank her teeth in firm
But it wasn't a rat
and our cat spat
and scat
from the pickle vat
A fat cat
sat
on a mat
a traditional cat
sat on a mat
cat!
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David Warin Solomons Sale, UK
Composer from UK born in 1953, concentrating on lyrical and tonal works for chamber music combinations, solo voice and choral works.
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