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 songlines Pro Member Canada flickr.com/photos/cp Joined 5207 days ago 729 posts - 1056 votes  Speaks: English* Studies: French Personal Language Map | Message 113 of 204 29 January 2013 at 3:34am | IP Logged | ||
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What an interesting activity! I like the way there's - even with only a handful of posts so far - such variety in the
songs we choose. And even with my song, Le Chant des partisans, here are links to two radically different treatments: Yves Montand version: Montand Zebda's version, called "Motivé": Zebda Zebda's version is the one I first heard, during the course of one of the "Service Protestant" podcasts: post 78 Wikipedia article, with French lyrics, English translation, and an English translation to fit the melody. Chant_des_Partisans. Some background: "The Chant des Partisans was the most popular song of the Free French and French Resistance during World War II....After the war the Chant des Partisans was so popular, it was proposed as a new national anthem for France...." Zebda is a group whose songs focus on social justice issues, and their cover "Motivé" focuses on that aspect of the lyrics (omitting the second verse, with its references to killing). Italicized lines are the original lyrics, from Wikipedia. Words/phrases in square brackets are one I had trouble with. My translation's not literal - I've occasionally adapted the text to improve the English. Le chant des partisans /The partisan's song. Ami, entends-tu le vol noir des corbeaux sur nos plaines ? Friends, do you hear the black flight of crows over our plains? Ami, entends-tu les cris sourds du pays qu'on enchaîne ? Friends, do you hear [deafened] cries of countries enchained? Ohé partisans, ouvriers et paysans, c'est l'alarme ! O-hey partisans, workers and farmers, here's the signal Ce soir l'ennemi connaîtra le prix du sang et des larmes. Tonight the enemy will know the price of blood and tears. Montez de la mine, descendez des collines, camarades, Climb to the [mines] and descend the valleys, comrades, Sortez de la paille les fusils, la mitraille, les grenades ; Let the rifles, machine guns and grenades [come out of the hay]; Ohé les tueurs, à la balle et au couteau tuez vite ! O-hey, killers - [to the bullet and knife for a quick kill.] Ohé saboteur, attention à ton fardeau, dynamite ... O-hey, saboteurs, mind your burden, it's dynamite... C'est nous qui brisons les barreaux des prisons, pour nos frères, It's we who break the prison bars for our brothers, La haine à nos trousses, et la faim qui nous pousse, la misère. [Hatred on our tails/at our back], and hunger driving us, [misery/poverty]. Il y a des pays où les gens au creux des lits font des rêves [There are lands where men, in the hollow of their beds, dream. ] Ici, nous, vois-tu, nous on marche et nous on tue, nous on crève. Here we, you see, - we walk, and we kill, and we die. Ici chacun sait ce qu'il veut, ce qu'il fait, quand il passe ; Here each person knows what he wants, what he does, [when it happens.] Ami, si tu tombes, un ami sort de l'ombre à ta place. Friends, if you fall, another [will] come from the shadows to take your place. Demain du sang noir séchera au grand soleil sur les routes, Tomorrow, dark (black) blood will dry on the roads under a full sun, Chantez, compagnons, dans la nuit la liberté nous écoute. Sing, companions, [in the night we hear freedom]*. Sifflez sometimes used instead of Chantez, and then the final lyrics are replaced with whistling Ami, entends-tu les cris sourds du pays qu'on enchaîne ? Friends, do you hear [deafened] cries of countries enchained? Ami, entends-tu le vol noir des corbeaux sur nos plaines ? Friends, do you hear the black flight of crows over our plains? *I was quite off base with this; see the Wikipedia translation: "freedom listens to us". Other notes, from what seems to be a college paper (author unknown) at College Claude Monet. - "vol noir" refers to the Stukas, the German planes - "les corbeaux" refers to the occupying German soldiers. Edited by songlines on 29 January 2013 at 4:18am 2 persons have voted this message useful | |||
| Quique Diglot Senior Member Spain cronopios.net/Registered users can see my Skype Name Joined 4680 days ago 183 posts - 313 votes Speaks: Spanish*, English Studies: French, German | Message 114 of 204 29 January 2013 at 11:13am | IP Logged | ||
Nice. I attended a Zebda concert around 2001 or so. Lots of fun :-) I still have the Motivés audiocassette somewhere in my hometown. 1 person has voted this message useful | |||
| fezmond Groupie Korea, South Joined 4924 days ago 72 posts - 78 votes Speaks: English* Studies: Korean, French | Message 115 of 204 29 January 2013 at 2:19pm | IP Logged | ||
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I'm not really good enough for this but I'll give it a try. I've chosen a pretty well
known and simple song. Still not easy for me but my second choice was way too hard. Pink Martini - SYmpathique Ma chambre a la forme d'une cage Le soleil passe son bras par la fenêtre Les chasseurs à ma porte Comme les petits soldats Qui veulent me prendre Je ne veux pas travailler Je ne veux pas déjeuner Je veux seulement oublier Et puis je fume My bedroom has the shape of a cage The sun passes his arm (rays?) in/through the window The bellboys at my door Like small soldiers Who want to take me (away) I don't want to work I don't want lunch I only want to forget And then I smoke 2 persons have voted this message useful | |||
| Anya Pentaglot Senior Member France Joined 5791 days ago 636 posts - 708 votes Speaks: Russian*, FrenchC1, English, Italian, Spanish Studies: German, Japanese, Hungarian, Sanskrit, Portuguese, Turkish, Mandarin Studies: Ancient Greek, Hindi | Message 116 of 204 29 January 2013 at 9:32pm | IP Logged | ||
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Me too I try to chose something easy...My choice is Mari Trini "Yo no soy was", the first strophe:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZJFMuVJwV5s http://www.musica.com/letras.asp?letra=1440805 Yo no soy esa que tu te imaginas una señorita tranquila y sencilla que un dia abandonas y siempre perdona esa niña si...no... esa no soy yo I am not a kind of girl you imagine: calm and simple girl who say only "yes" and "no" who will forgive if you abandon one day... That's not me... Edited by Anya on 29 January 2013 at 9:34pm 2 persons have voted this message useful | |||
| Adrean TAC 2010 Winner Senior Member France adrean83.wordpress.c Joined 6166 days ago 348 posts - 411 votes Speaks: FrenchC1 | Message 117 of 204 30 January 2013 at 8:40pm | IP Logged | ||
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What a great little challenge for the team. Some differing styles. Marcia Baila is a
real nostalgic classic in France and has a great clip to go with it by Les Rita Mitsouko I'll choose something from them too. I won't try translating the lyrics myself but I will copy-paste a very literal somewhat bizarre translation. The music clip is really nice. Les Rita Mitsouko Les Amants Si Mrs mouillait Dans la nuit En rêvant de son homme Alors elle s'enroulait Dans les draps Délestée de son sommeil. Dans les heures pales du matin Elle espérait ses formes Comme il était allé pêcher Sur la mer... Les amants le font de coeur Parce que l'union fait la force Et leurs traits s'unifieront Jusqu'à se ressembler. Pour le pire et le meilleur Jusqu'à y crever leurs forces Ils marchent sans sourciller D'un pas irrégulier Monsieur se glissait Dans la nuit Pour aller chercher des hommes Des types langoureux Sur le port où les marins fument Et dégorgent leur amour... Les amants le font de coeur Parce que l'union fait la force Et leurs traits s'unifieront Jusqu'` se ressembler Pour le pire et le meilleur Jusqu'à y crever leurs forces Ils marchent sans sourciller D'un pas irrégulier ----------------------------------- The Lovers http://lyricstranslate.com If Mrs Sevigne In the night Dreamt of her husband Well she curled up Under the covers, Removing the ballast from her sleep. In the small hours of the morning, She hoped her shapes As if he had come to fish In the sea... Lovers are the well of the heart Because the union uses force And their traits will unify In order that they resemble one another For the worst and for the best, In order that they puncture their forces, They walk without overtaking one another, With an irregular stap Monsieur escapes In the night To go and find men The languid type On the port where the sailors smoke And disgorge their love Lovers are the well of the heart, Because the union uses force And their traits unify In order that they resemble one another For the worst and for the best In order that they puncture their forces They walk without overtaking one another, With an irregular step. 2 persons have voted this message useful | |||
| garyb Triglot Senior Member ScotlandRegistered users can see my Skype Name Joined 5205 days ago 1468 posts - 2413 votes Speaks: English*, Italian, French Studies: Spanish | Message 118 of 204 31 January 2013 at 12:20pm | IP Logged | ||
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I'll join in the fun and translate a song by one of my favourite bands, Alcest. Like most of their songs, it's about another world, and it has some nice imagery that's pretty hard to translate nicely without losing the meaning.
Là où naissent les couleurs nouvelles J'ai toujours vécu ici pourtant Tel un étranger errant Sur cette terre, esseulé, En perpétuel détachement, J'entends en moi l'appel d'un autre univers Qui résonne amèrement. Les yeux rivés vers le ciel, Portant le fardeau de mon corps, Je perçois ma demeure Perdue dans les nuées. Trop de pesanteur ici, de bras obstinés Retenant les esprits voyageurs Sur le point de s'échapper. D'ici bas je perçois ma demeure, Ces prairies éternelles Perdues dans les nuées. Là où naissent les couleurs nouvelles, Là où mon coeur et mon âme sont restés. I've always lived here, yet As a wandering stranger On this earth, forlorn, In perpetual detachment. I hear in me the call of another universe, bitterly resonating.* Eyes riveted towards the sky, Carrying the burden of my body, I make out my home,** Lost in the clouds. Too much weight here, of stubborn arms, holding back travelling spirits, [that are] about to break free. From down here I make out my home,** These everlasting meadows, Lost in the clouds. Where the new colours are born, where I left my heart and my soul.*** *: If anyone can come up with a better translation of this, I'm all ears... **: I think by "demeure" he means the place where he feels that he really belongs and would be at home. The general theme of his lyrics is of feeling like he belongs in this fantasy world and not the real one. ***: "Where my heart and my soul remained" would be a more literal translation. 2 persons have voted this message useful | |||
| LittleBoy Diglot Groupie United Kingdom Joined 5308 days ago 84 posts - 100 votes Speaks: English*, French Studies: German, Spanish, Mandarin, Esperanto | Message 119 of 204 01 February 2013 at 1:06am | IP Logged | ||
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I'm sorry. I've been a terrible team mate. Life has conspired against me and I simply haven't kept up with your logs. I tried, and thought that pushing myself to would be good, but I've failed. I'm going to have to leave the team. I'm sorry.
In case it entertains someone, however, here is my contribution to the monthly challenge. I've gone for one of the songs in the original French Les Mis. It's especially fun knowing the English version so well, so you can see how the translation was done. I've picked A La Volonté Du Peuple (which becomes Do You Hear The People Sing?) because the version of Demain (One Day More) on the concept album is really disappointing. It's on Youtube here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HRp-Opp2Peg A la volonté du peuple Et à la santé du progrès, Remplis ton cœur d'un vin rebelle Et à demain, ami fidèle. Nous voulons faire la lumière Malgré le masque de la nuit Pour illuminer notre terre Et changer la vie. Il faut gagner à la guerre Notre sillon à labourer, Déblayer la misère Pour les blonds épis de la paix Qui danseront de joie Au grand vent de la liberté. A la volonté du peuple, Je fais don de ma volonté. S'il faut mourir pour elle, Moi je veux être le premier, Le premier nom gravé Au marbre du monument d'espoir. By the will of the people And for the health of progress (?) Fill your heart with rebel wine And until tomorrow, faithful friend We want to make light Despite the mask of the night To light up our Earth And change the world (?) We must win the war To plough our furrow Clear out poverty For the blond cobs of peace Who will dance for joy In the great wind of freedom By the will of the people I make a gift of my will If death is necessary for it - slightly tricky to phrase I found I want to be the first The first name engraved On the marble of the monument of hope Again, I'm sorry I have to leave. Best of luck to you all this year. 1 person has voted this message useful | |||
| Kerrie Senior Member United States justpaste.it/Kerrie2 Joined 5393 days ago 1232 posts - 1740 votes Speaks: English* Studies: Spanish | Message 120 of 204 03 February 2013 at 5:26pm | IP Logged | ||
It's kinda early to admit defeat. I had a horrible January, but there are eleven months left of the year. You are welcome to stay, if you want to. :) This is one of my favorite songs in Spanish, by one of my favorite artists. Laura Pausini is actually an Italian singer, but she sings in Italian and Spanish (and French, English and Portuguese, I believe). Most of her CDs have a Spanish and Italian version. An easier-to-read version in color is here. Yo Canto (I Sing) (Laura Pausini) La niebla que se posa en la mañana The fog that settles in the morning Las piedras de un camino en la colina The stones in a path on the hill El ave que se elevará The bird that will rise El alba que nos llegará The dawn that will come to us La nieve que se fundirá corriendo al mar The snow that will melt, running to the sea La almohada aun caliente guarda vida The pillow, still warm, harbours life Inciertos pasos lentos de una niña Uncertain, slow steps of a girl Los pasos de serenidad The steps of serenity La mano que se extenderá The hand that will be extended La espera de felicidad The expectation of happiness por esto y por lo que vendrá For this and for what will come Yo canto I sing Tranquilamente canto Peacefully, I sing La voz en fiesta y canto The voice in celebration and I sing La banda en fiesta y canto The band in celebration and I sing Corriendo al viento Running into the wind, I sing Canto I sing La vida entera canto My entire life, I sing La primavera canto The spring, I sing Rezando también canto Praying, too, I sing Alguien me escuchará Someone will listen to me Quiero cantarle I want to sing it Siempre cantarle always sing it El aroma del café en la cocina The aroma of coffee in the kitchen La casa que se llena de alegría The house that fills with happiness El ascensor que no va The lift that does not work El amor a mi cuidad The love for my city La gente que sonreirá son de mi calle The people that will smile are in my street Las ramas que se cruzan hacia el cielo The branches that cross towards the sky Un viejo que camina en solitario An old man that walks alone El verano que nos dejará The summer that will leave us El trigo que madurará The wheat that will ripen La mano que lo acogerá The hand that will receive it por esto y por lo que será For this and for what will be Yo canto I sing Tranquilamente canto Peacefully I sing La voz en fiesta y canto My voice in celebration, I sing La banda en fiesta y canto The band in celebration, and I sing Corriendo al viento Running into the wind Canto I sing La vida entera canto My entire life I sing La primavera y canto The spring, I sing Rezando también canto Praying, too, I sing Alguien me escuchará Someone will listen to me Quiero cantarle I want to sing it Siempre cantarle always sing it Cantarle sing it Tranquilamente peacefully La voz en fiesta y canto my voice in celebration and I sing La vida entera y canto corriendo al viento my entire life, I sing, running into the wind Canto I sing Yo canto I sing La vida entera canto My entire life, I sing Yo canto alguien me escuchará I sing, someone will hear me Alguien me escuchará someone will hear me Alguien me escuchará someone will hear me Any corrections are welcome. :) If anyone know how to transfer the HTML from justpaste.it to here, please let me know. The tags don't match up for some reason. 1 person has voted this message useful |
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