Wednesday, 1 January 2025

Hava Nagila

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PdJH7Y56c7Y - A Jewish song to celebrate life when you have a pure heart and a clean soul plus you connect to God through Jesus, that is, through a life of no sin. Abraham Zevi Idelsohn or Mose Nathanson composed the song in 1915, so coincidentally the first names of those who could have composed it connect to the first name of two of the most beloved servants of our God (Abraham and Moses).


Hava Nagila (Let us rejoice)


Hava nagila

Hava nagila

Hava nagila

ve-nismeḥa

(repeat)

Hava neranenah

Hava neranenah

Hava neranenah

ve-nismeḥa

(repeat)

Uru, uru aḥim!

Uru aḥim be-lev sameaḥ

(repeat line four times)

Uru aḥim, uru aḥim!

Be-lev sameaḥ

English Translation for 'Hava Nagila'

Let us rejoice

Let us rejoice

Let us rejoice and be happy.

Let us sing

Let us sing

Let us sing and be happy.

Awake, awake, my brothers!

Awake my brothers with a happy heart.

Awake, my brothers!

Awake, my brothers with a happy heart

Monday, 30 December 2024

Barry Trump: Happy New Year, 2025

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-y96AE0v6JE - How cute! I am sure the Goddess is full of joy from hearing this song. May God bless the USA today indeed and, because of that, may the USA save us today too through the hands of your father and Musk.


He really knows how to praise: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fr2CDO9J5cQ

Sunday, 29 December 2024

It Had to Be You: To my 1/2

I learned this song from my singing teacher from Melbourne CBD by 2002 (even though I always wanted to sing, I had very few opportunities to get taught properly. I attended class with this one for less than one month, once a week, one hour). As I sang it, I felt that that was the song for my beloved, the man I would marry, like his energy was reaching me somehow or the energy from heavens was coming to tell me that he had always been there for me. I felt this joy that only heavens can give all of a sudden, as I sang it, when my initial impression was that it was a really old/outdated song, my teacher was old and everything else, so, when the male teacher sang it to me, I thought it was really bad, but, as soon as I was singing it myself, the Holy Spirit came and I felt this joy that only heavens can give, as if I were synching with my 1/2.


Who composed this hit was Frank Sinatra, who, according to Wikipedia, was born in New Jersey, USA, and New Jersey is apparently where I and my 1/2 were born, more specifically Atlantic City, so what a coincidence! Perhaps Frank was the original one until he composed and sang this song?


It had to be you


Why do I do just as you say

Why must I just give you your way

Why do I sigh, why don't I try to forget

It must have been that something lovers call fate

Kept me saying I have to wait

I saw them all, just couldn't fall, 'til we met

It had to be you

It had to be you

I wandered around, and I finally found

The somebody who

Could make me be true

And could make me be blue

And even be glad

Just to be sad - thinking of you

Some others I've seen

Might never be mean

Might never be cross, or try to be boss

But they wouldn't do

For nobody else gave me a thrill

With all your faults, I love you still

It had to be you

Wonderful you

It had to be you

For nobody else gave me a thrill

With all your faults, I love you still

It had to be you

Wonderful you

It had to be you


Here you have the own Frank Sinatra singing: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BXmEJL1mnuU


It looks like his life might have been usurped at old age. To find out, it suffices comparing pictures throughout time, like an old with a new one: https://www.google.com/search?q=frank+sinatra+pictures&oq=frank+sinatra+pictures&ie=UTF-8


Things should be much easier when they were already famous before the usurpation happened.

Wednesday, 25 December 2024

Till There Was You

For men to listen to, as if sent by their wives (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y3Cic6ougUQ) and for women to listen to, as if sent by their husbands (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SHAqAO7w8M8).

Until you found my bug, love, there was nothing in this life apart from that inner certainty that I was the right one for you and the Holy Spirit filling me up much more as I saw you somehow in the media.

This super beautiful song was composed by Meredith Willson, white native American male.



Till There Was You


There were bells on a hill

But I never heard them ringing

No, I never heard them at all

'Til there was you

There were birds in the sky

But I never saw them winging

No, I never saw them at all

'Til there was you

Then there was music

And wonderful roses

They tell me in sweet fragrant meadows

Of dawn and dew

There was love all around

But I never heard it singing

No, I never heard it at all

'Til there was you

Then there was music

And wonderful roses

They tell me in sweet fragrant meadows

Of dawn and dew

There was love all around

But I never heard it singing

No, I never heard it at all

'Til there was you

'Til there was you



In Portuguese, through the voice and hands of Beto Guedes, a white man born in Minas Gerais, Brazil, it became slightly different, but still kept its 'flare':



Nem o Sol (Neither the sun)

Nem o mar (Nor the ocean)

Nem o brilho (Nor the shine)

Das estrelas (Of the stars)

Tudo isso não tem valor (All of this has no value)

Sem ter você (Without 'having' you)

Sem você (Without you)

Nem o som (Not even the sound)

Dá mais linda (Of the most beautiful)

Melodia (melody)

Nem os versos dessa canção (Not even the verses of this song)

Irão valer (Will be worth it)

Nem o perfume (Not even the perfume)

De todas as rosas é igual (Of all roses equates)

A doce presença (The sweet presence)

Do seu amor (Of your love)

O amor estava aqui (Love was here)

Mas eu nunca saberia (But I would never find out)

Do que um dia se revelou (Of what someday revealed itself)

Quando te vi (When I saw you)

Nem o perfume (Not even the perfume)

De todas as rosas (Of all the roses)

É igual (Equates)

A doce presença (The sweet presence)

Do seu amor (Of your love)

O amor estava aqui (Love was here)

Mas eu nunca saberia (But I would never find out)

Do que um dia se revelou (What someday revealed itself)

Quando te vi (When I saw you)



Beto singing it: https://www.google.com/search?q=%22beto+guedes%22+quando+te+vi+youtube&oq=%22beto+guedes%22+quando+te+vi+youtube&ie=UTF-8#fpstate=ive&vld=cid:47128e26,vid:FfBZ2cEU9Ko,st:0

The legendary Paul McCartney sings it too and with the most interesting stage I have ever seen: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vJaap5XwiPA

Bang Bang Bang

I also wrote a song in honor to my martyrdom, so to share how it feels with others through sounds we think are nice or vibe on the right wave.

All my more than 100 (can't be sure it was this figure by now) songs, which I was able to compose just because I saw 'him' in my head when I was at a particular hostel in Sydney, have been stolen (my USB was stolen by an Asian woman working at the AUPOST in Marrickville as I was trying to send it to the copyright office in the USA and they later on stole or destroyed my hard disk). This was one of them.

I am not sure I remember all its lyrics or its original title (might have been just two bangs and there might have been another verse) but it may have gone like this:


Bang Bang Bang


Bang, bang, bang

I will destroy your brain

Bang, bang, bang

Won't give you a chance

(chorus)


I am useless, I parasite

I am rotten inside, I am rotten outside

I want everyone else to be like me

Banged in the head well beyond belief


When I study I always cheat

Only this that was missing

I would have to deserve my degree

999: Nasty Nasty

Here, 999 passes us the sure impression that they have had contact with them as we did but preserved their memories that far, so the satanic are nasty, walk the streets at night to at least bug people, but perhaps those they accompanied also go out at night to look for an actual fight. They are the reason as to why we are all in the hell we are. They make people cry.

The chorus is as if they are saying: we don't really want to know the things you are doing, but, since you insist, then, what in a 'hell' you are still going to do? There is definitely something wrong with you, I can tell, I didn't care but you obliged me to by telling me these things, so, what in a 'hell' is wrong with you?

That they are always telling lies, such as when they pass their rhetoric to those they recruit. When they say my 1/2 has died. So on.

That they don't really try to do things God's ways. That they want people to pay for something, whatever they may invent: 'Lea Maria' and Leinha said those in the beach (in Queensland) were being killed for being there simply enjoying nature. They also create fights where there is none, like the own black Afrikans were never looking for revenge of the whites, accepted simply returning to their original land after slavery was over, but they then invent a fight accompanied of a rhetoric that they will use to brainwash their 'recruited': that the blacks (and they then include the mulattos, as explained before, so those who were never in slavery) deserve revenge from the whites in general (so not from those particular whites who did it, but from the whites who were never to be blamed for their slavery and would have stopped it somehow if knowing, like Isabel, the princess, is told to have done in Brazil (https://agenciabrasil.ebc.com.br/geral/noticia/2021-11/princesa-isabel-agiu-por-abolicao-e-encarou-machismo-dizem-estudiosos), therefore a white woman born in Rio de Janeiro).

The song still says that they would be considered brave if they could ever refuse to go 'with the decision of the group/rhetoric'. It still talks about rival groups blaming them, so something like Hezbollah blaming Al Qaeda (at a certain stage, inside of my head, they said they were going to blame Al Qaeda for all, yet we know that it is several terrorist groups of theirs, including Hezbollah, whose top boss remains in my head in image for a long time now, the who who does all all the way through. Hezbollah would have helped us have the story since end of 2001, though, so that they could be told to be less worse. Yet they didn't do the tsunami against Rio and did the one against Christian Indonesia...Also, for God, there is no bigger or smaller sin: it is all sin). That they use the media to their advantage and that is all that appears in the media, what can give them advantage, so lead to further brainwashing of the populations. That they each time commit more crimes and what is the actual objective? That they are shocking from head to feet, so have shocking looks and mind. That they think they are neat: indeed, 'Braganca' and Leinha used to spend long time admiring themselves and tidying/grooming themselves in the mirror. That they are always into something 'new', so another type of crime, yet soon that isn't new anymore.

Nasty Nasty

Nasty, nasty walk the streets at night

Nasty, nasty looking for a fight

Nasty, nasty you're the reason why

Nasty, nasty made somebody cry

What the hell is wrong with you

What the hell you going to do

You going to do

Nasty, nasty always telling lies

Nasty, nasty never really tries

Nasty, nasty want to make them pay

Nasty, nasty brave to turn away

Nasty, nasty rivals blaming you

Nasty, nasty all exploitation news

Nasty, nasty adding up the score

Nasty, nasty what's it really for

Nasty, nasty shocking head to feet

Nasty, nasty think you're really neat

Nasty, nasty into something new

Nasty, nasty soon that won't be true

Here they sing: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6BTUbOonROw

I now remember some story: That 999 would help us in the end, so that they shouldn't or couldn't speak to Rio de Janeiro/cariocas and we should guarantee they speak only to us/our team in the end, like they could speak to Rio only if they had already published about their crimes or something. They didn't give me this name, 999, but I believe they said a musical group. I now think that was one of the members of the group, who would have lived for a while, just like the 'swiss' guy in Enmore, who was allowed to work for a few days in Sydney before he got killed. I saw the woman with short hair, one set of multiples that I would call Eliane therefore, moving in my head as if crossing it to call this group, funny enough. They then don't appear in my head but she seems to have spoken to them about things.

It would be wise protecting them and speaking to them for real only after we have guaranteed God's brainwashing is on.

999: Homicide

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMlpqOsc2BU - that is an English punk rock band singing the song they themselves composed, a song called Homicide. Weird enough that it said Irish on the Internet the first time I saw them, so Irish band instead of English.

God attracted us to their music at a certain stage online, so probably something to do with YouTube. We then noticed that Nasty Nasty spoke somehow to the Holy Ghost and we now believe Homicide also means something. They probably got to know of the actions of the terrorist groups on earth, at least some of them. We then noticed that one of the members of the band is Nick Cash and 'Rogerio' (like the second one, existing in multiples) was apparently 'Jonhy Cash' at a certain stage in Australia.

Also interesting to notice that 'Tom Cruise' has a movie, Minority Report, where he bothers fixing the number on the door and that was a 9, which he changes to a 6, or the converse. As explained before, God gives us little things like that, here and there, so that, from 666, we get 999, and maybe they will help when it comes to saving us from all this, or even saving the world, who knows?

This song teaches us about witnesses: that they usually leave in a big black car, so perhaps a limousine back then. That we should take note of their address and details in general immediately.

The song also teaches us about another very important thing: we shouldn't ever lie (nobody cared when a lie was told, in the song, yet what they mean is that not even a lie should ever be told). We agree: we are allowed to at most not say anything but, if we ever open our mouths, we must speak the truth.

Homicide

I believe it's homicide

I rest my case, don't cast aside

You better believe it

That's the truth of it

Take it or leave it

Resign to it

Homicide, homicide

Homicide, homicide

No one cared

When someone lied

They'd rather say

That it's irrelevant

You better believe it

That's the truth of it

Take it or leave it

Resign to it

Homicide, homicide

Homicide, homicide

Homicide, homicide

Homicide, homicide

You tried to tell me it's his fault because he's down

And letting loose this homicide all over town

I'll take your number, I'll take it down

What's your address, I'll write it down

I'll be in touch, so don't leave town in a big black car

Homicide, homicide

Homicide

I believe it's homicide

I rest my case, don't cast aside

You better believe it

That's the truth of it

Take it or leave it

Resign to it

Homicide, homicide

Homicide, homicide

Homicide, homicide

Homicide, homicide

Homicide, homicide, yeah

(Homicide, homicide) homicide, homicide, homicide!

(Homicide) Homi-homi-homi-homi

(Homicide) Homi-homi-homi-homi

Homicide! Hom-hom-hom!

Homicide!