Happy 2016. As we celebrate a brand new year, it is only fitting that we look back at those youngsters we fell in love with and watch them grow. ~Marie
Video submitted by Ann.
“Amazing video showing Il Volo thru the years. The difference in their voices is amazing from when they start to where they are now.”
~Ann
Here’s Gina with “Auld Lang Syne“
Eighteenth-century Scottish poet Robert Burns may well be most famous not for a poem he wrote, exactly, but for a poem he wrote down. According to Burns Country, a comprehensive website devoted to the poet, Burns, in a letter to an acquaintance, wrote, “There is an old song and tune which has often thrilled through my soul. You know I am an enthusiast in old Scotch songs. I shall give you the verses on the other sheet… Light be the turf on the breast of the heaven-inspired poet who composed this glorious fragment! There is more of the fire of native genius in it than in half a dozen of modern English Bacchanalians.”That song was a version that Burns fashioned of “Auld Lang Syne,” which annually rings in the New Year at parties across the world, though most often sung out of tune and with improvised lyrics, as it has been described as “the song that nobody knows.” Though the history of the authorship of the poem is labyrinthine and disputed, Burns is generally credited with penning at least two original stanzas to the version that is most familiar to revelers of the New Year. Here are the first two stanzas as Burns recorded them:
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne!
Chorus.-For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/text/poems–new-year
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Traditional Song |
Modern English Translation |
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Auld Lang Syne Should auld acquaintance be forgot, Chorus: We twa hae run about the braes, We twa hae paidl’t in the burn And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere, And surely ye’ll be your pint’ stoup, |
Times Gone By Should old acquaintances be forgotten, Chorus: We two have run about the hillsides We two have paddled (waded) in the stream And there is a hand, my trusty friend, And surely you will pay for your pint, |
~Gina
