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Showing posts with label Songs of our times. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Songs of our times. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 14, 2019

Que Sera Sera - Doris Day - Idol of our childhood and teens.

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Growing up as a kid in the late 1950's, and as a teenager in the early 1960's, we frequently heard Doris Day's 'Que Sera Sera' played on the 'Emisora de Goa' (Radio Station during the Portuguese time in Goa) and on 'Radio Ceylon' (now Sri Lanka). This song was on everyone's lips. It was my Mom's favourite too. I heard her hum the tune as she went about doing her house-hold chores everyday, some of which included an ongoing project like a sweater that she would knit, a lost button on my school uniform or a shoe-lace that she would replace, or the lengthening of my shorts as I grew up almost by the week. The lyrics were even translated into Konkani which went like this:


Aslom tednam aum laan burgo,

Maink moje avem ho vichar kelo,
Zaith aum sobit, guirest vhodlo,
Osso zabab dilo.


Zaunchem zatelem,

Goddchem poi tem goddtelem,
Noxibantlem meutelem,
Zaunchem zatelem.


Rest in Peace

Doris Day
Born : April 3, 1922
Died: May 13, 2019 

Thursday, May 02, 2019

A Garland of Songs of Sir Cliff Richard


An Ode with a Garland of Song Titles

'NOW NOT ON TALKING TERMS'
by Tony Fernandes

When I was a 'Bachelor Boy'
I was living among 'The Young Ones'
And often went on a 'Summer Holiday'
by 'Travelling Light'
While my friends said,
"Congratulations".

I imagined it would be
"A Wonderful Life",
I thought 'Constantly' that
 she was like a 'Living Doll'
with 'Lucky Lips',
a perfect 'Theme For a Dream'
and a wonderful creation,
'A Human Work of Art'.

"Love is Forever", l assumed,
When she sang
she sounded like
'A Voice in the Wilderness'
and I was convinced
She sure was
'Wired for Sound'

When we met,
We were like 'Silhouettes'
in 'Spanish Harlem'
But then one day when I asked her
'Do You Wanna Dance'
She replied: 'Move it'
See you 'The Next Time'.

'I'm your Puppet' I said
'My Heart is an Open Book' I pleaded
but I will still 'Miss You Nights'
with love as much as "Ocean Deep"
I confessed.

And after all was said and done
it was like 'The Twelfth of Never';
It seemed 'It was all in the Game',
as when 'When Two Hearts Drift Apart',
and now 'Nine times out of Ten'
'We Don't Talk Anymore'!

By Tony Fernandes

Saturday, January 21, 2017

Owed to Abba

ODE TO ABBA
 (A Garland of ABBA Songs)
(by Tōnferns)

Owed to ABBA

She was a Nina,
Pretty Ballerina,
a 'Chiquitita', a 'Dancing Quee'n, 
She said ‘Take A Chance On Me’
And I replied 'Why Did It Have To Be Me?'
'Knowing Me, Knowing You'
‘Does Your Mother Know’ ? I asked
She said, no, 'It’s The Name Of The Game’
‘I Still Have Faith in You’
And ‘I Can Be That Woman’ she stated
But was that ‘Just a Notion’, I wondered.

‘I’m a One Man, One Woman’ you know? I replied
She said, 'I Have A Dream' Tony 'Fernando'
‘Lay All Your Love On Me’ she added 
I’ve a dream too, I confided,
We both then said "I Do, I Do, I Do, I Do, I Do"
'Super Trouper', she went on,
‘Andante, Andante’, take it slow.

I thought she was ‘Slipping Through My Fingers”
So I sent her an 'S.O.S.'
'The Way Old Friends Do'
I said 'When All Is Said And Done'
'I Let The Music Speak'.
And then we both joined in chorus;
We sang 'Mamma Mia' 
'here I go again, how can I resist you'
My my, just how much I've missed ya.

In the end the Winner Takes It All
She Thanks You For The Music 
Saying Honey Honey
Hasta Mañana until then.

Tony Fernandes

Wednesday, January 22, 2014

But Now We Hardly Talk Anymore

TALKING TERMS

When I was a 'Bachelor Boy'
 living among 'The Young Ones'
I often went on a 'Summer Holiday'
'Travelling Light'.

I thought 'Constantly' that
 she was like a 'Living Doll'
with 'Lucky Lips' -
a perfect 'Theme For a Dream'
'A Human Work of Art'.

When she sang
she sounded like
'A Voice in the Wilderness'
She sure was
'Wired for Sound'

When we met,
We were like 'Silhouettes'
in ' Spanish Harlem'
But when I asked her
'Do You Wanna Dance'
She replied: 'Move it'
See you 'The Next Time'.

'I'm your Puppet' I said
'My Heart is an Open Book' I pleaded'It was all in the Game', she said
but I still 'Miss You Nights'
with love "Ocean Deep' she added.

But now
it's like 'The Twelfth of Never';
like 'When Two Hearts Drift Apart'
and 'Nine times out of Ten'
'We Don't Talk Anymore'!