For many readers of this blog, including Bambi, Christmas is a magical time of the year. This is why this musical post will be an opportunity for her to offer the first song, sub-titled in English, to all the young and old children. This means to those who are still truly young and to those with an inner little kid, regardless of their chronological age!
As for the second French song, which is featured below, she will dedicate it to all the children of the world, especially those who find themselves caught in the middle of the fighting of older ones.
Finally, the third Arabic Christmas carol is about how war, hate, and revenge would vanish on Christmas eve. The earth would bloom and love would prevail. As the song goes, all this would happen on Christmas eve. Over a 17 year-period,of time, Bambi used to sing this deep song, with her schoolmates or on her own, hoping it will bring everyone a break from civil war. If she may, she will offer it now, along with the following spiritual one, to Achim if he happens to be reading this post (since he is the one who introduced her to the latter in a comment about an older post).
To conclude this post, may music keep making us dream of a better world. May only love have the final word, not just on Christmas eve but also at all times and for all.
Bambi took two pictures yesterday evening before her third airplane landed in Beirut.
The Beirut of her youth and of her loved ones, those on earth and those in heaven.
The Beirut she worries about from very far away is still there, as always, eternal somewhere under the beautiful clouds.
Yes, the same Beirut she will always cherish even through darker moments of love-hate.
May the clouds of instability finally move away to let a sustainable sunshine of healing, love, and prosperity shine on everyone in Beirut and beyond across the entire world.
A picture taken by Bambi above Beirut upon landing (December 21, 2023)
A picture taken by Bambi above Beirut upon landing (December, 2023)
French singer/actress Ms. Edith Piaf was born in Paris on December 19, 1915. She died in her birth country on October 10, 1963 (https://shorturl.at/duAT2). Bambi will pause for a couple of minutes to honour her memory with one her most beautiful songs, “La foule” [“The Crowd”]. The latter is an adaptation of a Waltz melody, entitled “Que nadie sepa mi sufrir” (composed in 1936 by Argentinian songwriter Ángel Cabral). For your convenience, an English translation of the lyrics appear at the end of this post (https://shorturl.at/efhjZ).
“I see the city in celebration and delirium Suffocating under the sun and under the joy And I hear in the music the cries, the laughter That burst and bounce around me And lost among these people who jostle me Stunned, distraught, I stay there When suddenly I turn around, he pulls back And the crowd comes to throw me into their arms
Carried away by the crowd that drags us Train us Crushed Against Each Other We are one body And the flow without effort Pushes us, chained to each other And leave us both Blissful, intoxicated and happy
Carried away by the rushing crowd And who dances A crazy farandole Our two hands remain united And sometimes raised Our two entwined bodies fly away And both fall back Blissful, intoxicated and happy
And the joy splashed by his smile Pierces me and springs back deep inside me But suddenly I cry out among the laughter When the crowd comes to tear her from my arms
Carried away by the crowd that drags us Train us Keeps us apart I struggle and I struggle But the sound of her voice Chokes on the laughter of others And I scream in pain and fury and rage And I cry
Carried away by the rushing crowd And who dances A crazy farandole I am carried away And I clench my fists, cursing the crowd that robs me The man she gave me And that I never found”.
Did you know that there is an official international day devoted to the Arabic language (https://shorturl.at/chot5)? Bambi was happy to discover the latter because she loves human beings and communicating with them. She also finds all languages fascinating. Some more than others, including the German and French languages. However, Arabic has a meaningful place in her heart or rather mind. Can you take a guess why : )? OK, she can help by giving you a hint… Yes, it is her mother tongue and it is such a RICH Semitic language.
To begin with, when Bambi thinks of Arabic, both the standard (or classical) Arabic and the spoken Lebanese-Arabic come to her mind. Often, both overlap. However, at many other times, these sub-languages seem quite different (https://shorturl.at/chot5).
This being said, it is absolutely incredible if we stop to think about how many people speak this language worldwide: an estimated 390 million individuals (https://shorturl.at/chot5). Indeed, this language is one of the most widely spoken ones on our planet. There is a reason it is “one of the six official languages of the United Nations“… and “although the Arabic language is the language of Islam, it dates back… further than the religion (https://shorturl.at/chot5)”.
Interestingly, “Arabic has its roots in the Semitic languages spoken by people in the Arabian Peninsula around the 1st century CE (Versteegh, 2014). Other Semitic languages, including Aramaic, Akkadian, and Canaanite, influenced the earliest forms of Arabic. Inscriptions dating back to the 4th century CE contain some of the oldest written records of the Arabic language” (https://shorturl.at/pAENU). For those of you who do not know it, Aramaic is the language, which was spoken by Jesus.
Of note, Bambi’s parents, especially her dad, love the Arabic language. They gave all their children, including herself, Arabic names. They precisely selected neutral names, which do not refer to any religion in particular. Indeed, one of Bambi’s sisters, Roula, happens to be named after the leader of an Arabic tribe, which predates Islam, as per the above. If Bambi is not mistaken, this particular tribe may have been even Christian. There is a beautiful poem written by or telling the story of Roula and her lover Issam. When she will see him again [soon “inshallah” as they say in Arabic : )!], Bambi intends to ask her dad to remind her of the full poem. Only the first few words come to her sleepy mind now. Same for Rania, her sister. She has a poem too. Believe it or not, herself as a little deer has an Arabic poem expressed by a hunter who did not have the heart to kill this animal.
To conclude this post in music, as a tribute to the beauty of the Arabic language, Bambi will leave you with a few songs in Standard, Lebanese-, and Egyptian-Arabic (some sub-titled in English). Long live efficient interpersonal communication, along with enriching cultural exchanges, among people and nations. Even if she loves languages such as Arabic, and including the one of music, what matters the most for Bambi is the language of love and shared humanity.
Québec and Canada, and with them the entire world of music, are lucky to have many highly talented singers. Mr. Mario Pelchat is one of them and Bambi adores his voice.
If you are interested, in the YouTube video below, you can listen to him singing one of the most beautiful Christmas carols or hymns of the French language [OK according to Bambi and you have the right to disagree with her taste :)].
Whether you like Mr. Pelchat’s voice or not, or Christmas songs or not, have a good one everyone!
Bambi has been silent lately. On the one hand, she has been too busy. On the other hand, she had nothing specific to write about and share with you. However, tonight, she does not want to go to sleep without spoiling her own ears, along with her soul, with the uniquely powerful voice of Ms. Ginette Reno. How could she not take a moment to share her treat with you then, along with her gratitude to the generosity of the YouTube user who made the video public?
Of course, the “Un peu plus haut” song is not new (it was posted on this blog in the past). Yet it moves Bambi’s heart each time she listens to it. Thanks to Mr. Jean-Pierre Ferland who wrote it in 1969. Of note, in 2003, this beautiful song became part of the Canadian Songwriters Hall of Fame (https://shorturl.at/uyBEJ). Bravo!
Born in Ontario, Mr. Demian Robitaille is a French-Canadian singer-songwriter who is full of talent. Bambi just discovered his apparently four-year-old Christmas song now. What a unique little musical treat. She hopes you will enjoy this melody as much as she did.
With its simple yet deep lyrics, Mr. Robitaille’s song referred to the magic of Christmas by describing the latter as “the dream of all children, aged 4 to 99 years old“. Yes, we all have an inner child, even when we are in our fifties or even nineties. It is perhaps in more emotionally challenging times that we need to remind ourselves to take good care of this child like tender parents would do.
Regardless of the seasons in our lives, and despite our responsibilities, may we all keep the spirit or lightness of this child within us alive at all times. This is necessary if we want to keep dreaming of or to allow ourselves to enjoy the little wonders of our world. For Bambi, the Christmas season is definitely one of the latter.
Like today, forty-three years ago, the world of music lost Mr. John Lennon. He was only 40 years old. Our troubled world needs a bit more of Mr. Lennon today (https://shorturl.at/fkxyA). Thankfully, his music outlived him so we can keep dreaming of a sweeter world and of more sweetness in each one of us.
At the end of a long day, Bambi will pause with a loving thought for a country she loves dearly. Yes, she means Armenia. Indeed, those who knew her as a child, or who regularly read this blog, may recall that her nickname is “Bambineh” :). It means “I am Bambi” in the beautiful Armenian language.
Bearing the above in mind, why is Bambi thinking of Armenia today? Well, thirty-five years ago (precisely on December 7, 1988), it was hit by a devastating earthquake, which killed between 25,000 and 50,000 people in addition to up to 130,000 who were injured (https://shorturl.at/hIMN5). Those of us old enough may recall the sad TV images about this natural tragedy. Thankfully, we can also remember Mr. Charles Aznavour’s fantastic French song, which helped raise much needed funds for the Armenian people.
To end this post in music, Bambi will start with Aznavour’s song. Selfishly, she will also spoil her own ears (and hopefully yours too :)) with an Armenian (+ French and English) love song, which she adores. May love and peace prevail in Armenia and everywhere.
