#lullaby

ramnath@nerdpol.ch

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cmdEg_6w2lw
#Re #Man #Lullaby
@ToksaAke
4 years ago
Ray man eh bidh jog kamaa-o
Oh my mind, practice #Yoga in this way:
Singee saach akapat kanthalaa
Let Truth be your horn, sincerity your necklace,
Dhi-aan Bibhoot charaa-o
And #meditation the ashes you apply on your body.
Taatee geho aatam bas kar kee
Catch your burning #soul (self) and stop the flames.
Bhicchhaa naam adhaarang
Let the soul (self) be the alms bowl in which you
Collect the sweet #Naam and this will be the only
Support you will ever need.
Baajay param taar tat har ko
The Universe plays its #divine #music. The sound of
Reality is shrill, but this is where #God is.
Upajai raag rasaarang
When you listen to the reality from this place of
#Awareness the sweet #essence of Raag arises.
Ughatai taan tarang rang
Waves of melodies, emotions, and passions arise and
Flow through you.
Gi-aan geet bandhaanang
Bind yourself with the song of God.
Chak chak rehay dayv daanav mun
The #Universe spins like a potter's wheel and from it
Fly demons and angels.
Chhak chhak bayom bivaanang
The sage listens to this and instead of getting caught
In either one, the sage drinks the #nectar of the
Heavens and is carried to the heavens in a divine
#Chariot.
Aatam upadays bhays sanjam ko
Instruct and clothe yourself with self control.
#Meditate unto #infinity
#Jaap so ajapaa jaapai
Until you are meditating without meditating.
Sadaa rehai kanchan see kaayaa
In this way, your body shall remain forever golden,
Kaal na kabahoo bayaapai
And death shall never approach you.

merlebardenoir@diaspora-fr.org

Cette semaine, le Disquiet Junto Project avait pour thème les berceuses. Comme il s’agit d’un genre que j’affectionne particulièrement, j’ai décidé d’y participer en réinterprétant une très ancienne chanson galloise. Peis Dinogat (“La blouse de Dinogad”) figure dans un manuscrit du XIIIe siècle mais fut probablement composée quelques siècles auparavant. Les paroles font mentions des exploits d’un père parti à la chasse, peut-être sur le mode de la lamentation. Parmi la liste d'animaux évoqués, il est question d’un lieu, les chutes de Derwennydd, dont la localisation précise est sujette à spéculation.

#Musolepsie #DisquietJunto #musique #music #ambient #experimental #medieval #lullaby

ii_try@pod.orkz.net

#Lullaby of #War [from #Trilussa ( #Translated)]

Lull to sleep, sleep my child,
the baby wants the tit,
sleep my child, get to sleep
that if you sleep you won’t see
so many disgraces and woes
that are happening in the world
among the bombs and the guns
of the nations that are civilized.

Sleep my child, you don’t hear
the sighs and wails
of poor people who slaughter each other,
who slaughter and kill each other
to the advantage of the race,
of people who are slaughtering each other
because of a madman who commands,
and also to the advantage of a faith
for a God whom you can’t see

but who serves as a pretext
to the butcher king who
knows well that
war is
a big business
that prepares the resources
for the thieves of money.

Sleep, sleep…

Sleep my child, go to sleep,
go to sleep that tomorrow
we’ll see once again the kings
exchanging their esteem,
good friends as before.
They are cousins, and as relatives
they don’t stand on ceremonies:
personal relationships will be again
even more friendly.

Without the slightest shade of regret,
you’ll see what a beautiful speech
they will make, all together,
on peace and work
for that fucking people
spared by the cannon!

Sleep, sleep…