Aquí os dejo unos vídeos de las canciones que nos tenemos que aprender para nuestro Concierto de Fin de Curso.
Imagine de John Lennon
La Vida es Bella.
Nicola Piovani.
SAKURA ( (Está escrito como se canta)
Todos y 1ª voz
SAKURA,SAKURA
YA YO INO SORAAWA
YWATASU KAGIIRI
KASUMIKO KUMOOKA
MINU ITZO IZUURU
IZAYA IZAYA
MINI YUUKA N
2ª Voz
() SAKURA () SAKURA
YA YOOOOO INO SORAWA
() KASUMIKOOO KUMOOKAA
()()()()()()()()
() IZAYA () IZAYA
MINI YUKA N
(espero que os sirva para repasar la letra)
THE SOUND OF
MUSIC.
The hills are
alive,
with the sound of music.
With songs they
have sung,
for a thousand
years.
The hills fill my
heart,
with the sound of
music,
my heart wants to
sing
every song it hears.
My heart wants to
beat
like the wings of the birds
that rise from the lake to the trees.
My heart wants to sigh
like a chime that flies
from a church on a breeze.
To laugh like a
brook
when it trips and falls
over stones on its way
To sing through
the night
like a Lark
who is learning to pray.
I go to the hills,
when my heart is
lonely.
I know I will hear,
what I heard
before.
My heart will be
blessed,
with the sound of
music,
and I’ll sing once
more.
Nosotros hacemos una versión distinta de esta parte
Let's start at the very beginning
A very good place to start
Doe, a deer, a female deer
Ray, a drop of golden sun
Me, a name I call myself
Far, a long, long way to run
Sew, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow Sew
Tea, a drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to Do.
A very good place to start
Doe, a deer, a female deer
Ray, a drop of golden sun
Me, a name I call myself
Far, a long, long way to run
Sew, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow Sew
Tea, a drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to Do.
La Ti Ti
When you know the notes to sing
You can sing most anything
Doe, a deer, a female deer
Ray, a drop of golden sun
Me, a name I call myself
Far, a long, long way to run
Sew, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow Sew
Tea, a drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to Do
When you know the notes to sing
You can sing most anything
Doe, a deer, a female deer
Ray, a drop of golden sun
Me, a name I call myself
Far, a long, long way to run
Sew, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow Sew
Tea, a drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to Do
Do, Re, Mi, Fa, Sol, La, Si, Do, Sol, Do.
(The Beatles)
One day you’ll
look, to see I’ve gone
Some day
you’ll know I was the one
for tomorrow
may rain so I’ll follow the sun
And now the
time has come and so my love I must go
And though I
lose a friend in the end you will know Oh……
One day you’ll
find that I have gone
but tomorrow
may rain so I’ll follow the sun.
And now……
coming for to carry me home (bis)
I look'd over Jordan and What did I see?
coming for to carry me home.
A band of angels coming after me
coming for to carry me home.
Swing low, sweet charriot
coming for to carry me home (bis)
If you get there before I do
coming for to carry me home
Tell all my friends I'm coming to
coming for to carry me home.
Swing low, sweet charriot
coming for to carry me home (bis)
On a wagon bound for market
There's a calf with a mournful eye
High above him there's a swallow
Winging swiftly through the sky.
How the winds are laughing
They laugh with all their might
Laugh and laugh the whole day through
And half the summer's night.
Joan Baez
Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna Donna, Donna, Donna, Don Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna Donna, Donna, Donna, Don
"Stop complaining", said the farmer
Who told you a calf to be?
Why don't you have wings to fly with
Like the swallow so proud and free?
How the winds are laughing
They laugh with all their might
Laugh and laugh the whole day through
And half the summer's night.
Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna Donna, Donna, Donna, Don Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna Donna, Donna, Donna, Don
I look'd over Jordan and What did I see?
coming for to carry me home.
A band of angels coming after me
coming for to carry me home.
Swing low, sweet charriot
coming for to carry me home (bis)
If you get there before I do
coming for to carry me home
Tell all my friends I'm coming to
coming for to carry me home.
Swing low, sweet charriot
coming for to carry me home (bis)
Al referirnos a los espirituales negros hablamos de música gospel (de “GodSpell”: Dios dice), una música religiosa de origen oscuro
surgida en las iglesias afroamericanas en el siglo XVIII y popularizada
en la década de 1930, de carácter ligero y con habitual empleo de
coros, cuya fuerza melódica y emocional ha trascendido etnias desde sus
primeros esclavos negros impulsores, que ha evolucionado hasta nuestros
días y dado lugar a subgéneros.
DONNA,DONNA
On a wagon bound for market
There's a calf with a mournful eye
High above him there's a swallow
Winging swiftly through the sky.
How the winds are laughing
They laugh with all their might
Laugh and laugh the whole day through
And half the summer's night.
Joan Baez
Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna Donna, Donna, Donna, Don Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna Donna, Donna, Donna, Don
"Stop complaining", said the farmer
Who told you a calf to be?
Why don't you have wings to fly with
Like the swallow so proud and free?
How the winds are laughing
They laugh with all their might
Laugh and laugh the whole day through
And half the summer's night.
Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna Donna, Donna, Donna, Don Donna, Donna, Donna, Donna Donna, Donna, Donna, Don
