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Flowers are red, sad song for every child. - napman - 27-09-2009 Please give your chidren some freedom to choose on their own; FLOWERS ARE RED (Harry Chapin) The little boy went first day of school He got some crayons and started to draw He put colors all over the paper For colors was what he saw And the teacher said.. What you doin' young man I'm paintin' flowers he said She said... It's not the time for art young man And anyway flowers are green and red There's a time for everything young man And a way it should be done You've got to show concern for everyone else For you're not the only one And she said... Flowers are red young man Green leaves are green There's no need to see flowers any other way Than the way they always have been seen But the little boy said... There are so many colors in the rainbow So many colors in the morning sun So many colors in the flower and I see every one Well the teacher said.. You're sassy There's ways that things should be And you'll paint flowers the way they are So repeat after me..... But the little boy said... There are so many colors in the rainbow So many colors in the morning sun So many colors in the flower and I see every one The teacher put him in a corner She said.. It's for your own good.. And you won't come out 'til you get it right And all responding like you should Well finally he got lonely Frightened thoughts filled his head And he went up to the teacher And this is what he said.. and he said Time went by like it always does And they moved to another town And the little boy went to another school And this is what he found The teacher there was smilin' She said...Painting should be fun And there are so many colors in a flower So let's use every one But that little boy painted flowers In neat rows of green and red And when the teacher asked him why This is what he said.. and he said RE: Flowers are red, sad song for every child. - ไข่ไก่ - 28-09-2009 สกัดดาวรุ่ง RE: Flowers are red, sad song for every child. - pood - 29-09-2009 ผมเคยชอบ Harry Chapin มากเพราะผมว่าเขาเป็นนักเล่านิทานที่เตือนสติให้คนฟังใด้ดีกว่า Bob Dylan ในยุค 60's อีก Dylan นั้นเคยบอกว่าเขาไม่ใด้แต่งเพลงแต่เขียนบทกวีที่มีทำนอง ส่วน Chapin นั้นไม่ยอมรับว่าตัวเองเป็นกวีด้วยซ้ำอย่างที่เขาบอกในเพลง "Stop Singing Those Sad Songs" ว่า " Don't you listen to my lyrics 'cause they don't make much sense. And if they ryhme every other line, it's just coincidence." เพลงของเขาที่คนไทยรู้จักมากสุดน่าจะเป็นเพลง "Cat's in The Cradle" ส่วนเพลงที่ผมชอบมากสุดคือ "Taxi" ครับเพราะเป็นเพลงที่สะท้อนชีวิตให้เห็นว่า "ความฝันกับความเป็นจริง" นั้นมันไม่เหมือนกันหรอกสำหรับคนส่วนใหญ่ "You see, she was gonna be an actress And I was gonna learn to fly. She took off to find the footlights, And I took off for the sky. And here, she's acting happy, Inside her handsome home. And me, I'm flying in my taxi, Taking tips, and getting stoned." ถ้าเปรียบเทียบกับศิลปินในยุคเดียวกันที่อายุสั้นเหมือนกันอย่าง Jim Croce แล้วผมชอบ Chapin มากกว่าเยอะครับ เพลงของ Chapin เกือบทุกเพลงเป็นเพลงสะท้อนเรื่องราวของชีวิตในมุมมองที่ไม่เหมือนใครและแทรกด้วยมุขตลกแบบ "black humor" ส่วน Jim Croce นั้นเพลงฟังง่ายติดหูแต่เนื้อร้องค่อนข้างจะไร้สาระ Chapin มีคนไทยรู้จักน้อยมากเพราะถ้าภาษาไม่แตกฉานก็จะไม่เข้าใจความหมายที่ซ่อนเร้นอยู่ในเพลงของเขาแถมทุกเพลงยังยาวเกินห้านาทีซะอีก ต้องขอโทษแฟน Jim Croce ด้วยนะครับแต่ผมคิดอย่างนั้นจริงๆ ความจริงผมอยากแปลเพลงของ Chapin เป็นไทยเหมือนกันแต่ไม่คิดว่าจะมีใครสนใจเลยไม่แปลดีกว่า ขอบคุณพี่ napman ที่เอาเพลง Chapin มาลงครับ RE: Flowers are red, sad song for every child. - napman - 30-09-2009 I have to THANK Pood for responding and at the same time encouraged me to bite the bullet and put this next Chapin's song and deldicate to everyone here to keep doing what he/she's doing for himself/herself not just for the others. Just try to remember what made you want to play guitar in the first place (sometimes ago) Please take your precious time to read the lyric, and you'll know what I and Pood mean; Mr. Tanner Mister Tanner was a cleaner from a town in the Midwest. And of all the cleaning shops around he'd made his the best. But he also was a baritone who sang while hanging clothes. He practiced scales while pressing tails and sang at local shows. His friends and neighbors praised the voice that poured out from his throat. They said that he should use his gift instead of cleaning coats. But music was his life, it was not his livelihood, and it made him feel so happy and it made him feel so good. And he sang from his heart and he sang from his soul. He did not know how well he sang; It just made him whole. His friends kept working on him to try music out full time. A big debut and rave reviews, a great career to climb. Finally they got to him, he would take the fling. A concert agent in New York agreed to have him sing. And there were plane tickets, phone calls, money spent to rent the hall. It took most of his savings but he gladly used them all. But music was his life, it was not his livelihood, and it made him feel so happy and it made him feel so good. And he sang from his heart and he sang from his soul. He did not know how well he sang; It just made him whole. The evening came, he took the stage, his face set in a smile. And in the half filled hall the critics sat watching on the aisle. But the concert was a blur to him, spatters of applause. He did not know how well he sang, he only heard the flaws. But the critics were concise, it only took four lines. But no one could accuse them of being over kind. (spoken) Mr. Martin Tanner, Baritone, of Dayton, Ohio made his Town Hall debut last night. He came well prepared, but unfortunately his presentation was not up to contemporary professional standards. His voice lacks the range of tonal color necessary to make it consistently interesting. (sung) Full time consideration of another endeavor might be in order. He came home to Dayton and was questioned by his friends. Then he smiled and just said nothing and he never sang again, excepting very late at night when the shop was dark and closed. He sang softly to himself as he sorted through the clothes. Music was his life, it was not his livelihood, and it made him feel so happy and it made him feel so good. And he sang from his heart and he sang from his soul. (And) he did not know how well he sang; It just made him whole. RE: Flowers are red, sad song for every child. - SARUN - 30-09-2009 จริงๆนะ "ติเตียน จากใจ" นี่มัน ง่ายกว่า "ชมเชย จากใจ" เยอะเลย ศิลปะของเพลง หรือ ดนตรี นี่ นะ ถ้าจะให้ตัดสินว่าใช้ ฝีมือ มากน้อยขนาดไหนนี่ จับง่าย คนทั่วๆไปก็ทำได้ แต่ถ้าตัดสินว่าใช้ หัวใจ มากน้อยขนาดไหนนี่ จับไม่ค่อยจะเจอ ใช่ว่าใครๆจะทำได้ เพราะ "ติเตียน จากใจ" มันต้องใช้ หู ฟัง แต่ "ชมเชย จากใจ" มันต้องใช้ หัวใจ และ จิตวิญญาณ ฟัง "He sang from his heart and he sang from his soul. And he did not know how well he sang; It just made him whole." RE: Flowers are red, sad song for every child. - Microtone - 30-09-2009 (30-09-2009, 09:09)SARUN Wrote: จริงๆนะ "ติเตียน จากใจ" นี่มัน ง่ายกว่า "ชมเชย จากใจ" เยอะเลย WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW..... I hear you Sarun, my brother... I hear you! w@@dro RE: Flowers are red, sad song for every child. - SARUN - 30-09-2009 (30-09-2009, 10:34)Microtone Wrote: WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW..... พี่w@@dro รู้ไม๊ ประโยคนี้มีคำแปลด้วยนะ ตอนนี่ บ้านเรากำลัง ฮิต ประโยคนี้พอดี แปลแล้ว ออกมาเป็น แล่ว แล่ว แล่วๆๆๆๆๆๆ แล้ว...!!!..... |