The Life and Times of Mr T | You can’t run from the wind – you trim your sails, face the music and keep going…
Oh what a circus, oh what a show South Africa has gone to town Over the death of a boxer called Nelson Mandela We’ve all gone crazy Mourning all day and mourning all night Falling over ourselves to get all of the misery right
Oh what an exit, that’s how to go When they’re ringing your curtain down Demand to be buried like Nelson Mandela It’s quite a sunset And good for the country in a roundabout way We’ve made the front page of all the world’s papers today
But who is this Saint Madiba? Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow? What kind of god has lived among us? How will we ever get by without him?
He had his moments, he had some style The best show in town was the crowd Outside the Union Buildings crying, “Oh, Madiba” But that’s all gone now As soon as the smoke from the funeral clears We’re all gonna see and how, he did nothing for years
Salve regent pater misericordiae Vita dulcedo et spes nostra Salve salve regent Ad te clamamus exules filii Adam Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes O clemens o pia
You let down your people Madiba You were supposed to have been immortal That’s all they wanted, not much to ask for But in the end you could not deliver
Sing you fools, but you got it wrong Enjoy your prayers because you haven’t got long Your king is dead, your king is through And he’s not coming back to you
Politics kept us all in the score Since 27 April 1994 But the star has gone, the glamour’s worn thin That’s a pretty bad state for a state to be in
Instead of government we had a stage Instead of ideas, a terrorist’s rage Instead of help we were given a crowd He did say much and he said it loud
Sing you fools, but you got it wrong Enjoy your prayers because you haven’t got long Your king is dead, your king is through He’s not coming back to you
Salve regent pater misericordiae Vita dulcedo et spes nostra Salve salve regent mandela Ad te clamamus exules filii Adam Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes O clemens o pia
Please cry for me South AfricaI am not ordinary, I am important And I’m deserving of such attentionAnd yes, we all are, I think we all are So share my glory, so share my coffin So share my glory, so share my coffin
Tags: Andrew lloyd webber, Evita, Madiba, Nelson Mandela, Oh What A Circus, South Africa, Tim Rice
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tiaan	2 comments
All in all was dit ‘n goeie lees en was ek jammer dis so gou verby. Self lief vir die klassieke meesters, het ek nog nooit van Rameau gehoor nie, maar na dese sal ek beslis ‘n plan maak om van sy werke op te spoor. Dalk kry ek daardie magiese akkoorde en kan ek teruggaan as my oupagrootjie en self ‘n keuse of twee anders maak 😉 !
Dit volg met verwysings na die oormag en die engele wat staan by ons vroue en kinders wat sterf. Dan sien ons ‘n mengsel van NP van Wyk Louw, Langenhoven en Sheila Cussons – en, natuurlik, die FAK – terwyl die kamera by die boekrak verby pan. Tot sover in die song kon dit netsowel uit ‘n musical oor die Anglo-Boereoorlog gedateer het, iets soos Ons Vir Jou. Ek dink dit sou goed gepas het daar. Maar nou met vers 3 kom die gedeelte – met die strategiese toonaard-verandering om aan te dui dat hierdie wat volg significant is – wat volgens my problematies is.
http://flanders-inside.skynetblogs.be/archive/2008/05/16/rewind-van-god-ziet-u-mij-hier-vloekt-men-niet-a-rewind-of-g.html vir ‘n verduideliking van wat dit beteken – baie interessant en natuurlik opsetlik gekies. Saam met die leë stoel wil ‘n mens wonder of dit regtig wys na ‘n Ander Persoon wat nou moet inspring om te help.
My vraag is: as ons dan nou saamgaan met ‘God se Naam en Koninkryk’ – het Jesus nie kom leer dat dit in God se Koninkryk juis andersom werk as “oog vir ‘n oog” en “tand vir ‘n tand” nie? Want ernstig nou, wat is hierdie song anders as dit? Ja, ons vloek nie die swartmense en als nie (ek weet daai woord is gebliep, maar dit tel nie juis nie), maar soos Steve self gesê het, dis sogenaamde Boere-Karma. Wow. Ons sluit ‘n song af met ‘n gebed dat God se wil sal geskied, net om daarna die wil in ons eie hande te neem. Dít is dramaties-ironies.
Categories: afrikaans, Bybel, gebed, God, godsdiens, Jesus, musiek, oorlog, South Africa, Suid-Afrika
Tags: Julius Malema, Ons Sal Dit Oorleef, Steve Hofmeyr
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