2005 MHS Speech Night Songs

2005 MHS Speech Night SongsEVERYTHING OLD IS NEW AGAIN by Peter AllenWhen trumpets were mellowAnd ev`ry gal only had one fellow,No need to remember when‘cause ev’rything old is new again.Dancin` at your Long Island jazz age parties,“waiter, bring us more Bacardis!”,We’ll order now what they ordered then‘cause ev’rything old is new again.Get out your white suit,Your tap shoes and tails,Let’s go backwards when all else fails.And movie stars you thought were long deadNow are framed beside your bed.Don’t throw the past away,You might need it some rainy day.Dreams can come true again,When ev’rything old is new again.Get out your white suit,Your tap shoes and tails.Sing it backwards when forward fails.But leave Greta Garbo alone,Be a movie star on your own.Don’t throw the past away,You might need it some rainy day.Dreams can come true again,When ev’rything old is new again,Ev’rything old is new again.RAINBOW CONNECTION by Paul Williams & Kenny Ascher1) Why are there so many songs about rainbowsAnd what's on the other side?Rainbows are visions, but only illusions,And rainbows have nothing to hide.So we've been told and some choose to believe itI know they're wrong, wait and see.Someday we'll find it, the Rainbow Connection,The lovers, the dreamers and me.2) Who said that every wish would be heard and answeredwhen wished on the morning star?Somebody thought of that and someone believed it, and lookwhat it's done so far.What's so amazing that keeps us stargazing?And what do we think we might see?Someday we'll find it, the Rainbow Connection,the lovers, the dreamers and me.All of us under its spell,we know that it's probably magic....3) Have you been half asleepand have you heard voices?I've heard them calling my name.Is this the sweet sound that calls the young sailors?The voice might be one and the same.I've heard it too many times to ignore it.It's something that I'm supposed to be.Someday we'll find it, the Rainbow Connection,the lovers, the dreamers and me.La da da dee da da do, la la da da da de da do.DON’T DREAM IT’S OVER by Tim Finn & Neil Finn1) There is freedom within, there is freedom without.Try to catch the deluge in a paper cup.There's a battle ahead; many battles are lost,but you'll never see the end of the roadwhile you're traveling with me.(CHORUS)Hey now, hey now,Don't dream it's overHey now, hey now,When the world comes inThey come, they comeTo build a wall between us.We know they won't win.2) Now I'm towing my car, there's a hole in the roofMy possessions are causing me suspicion but there's noproof.In the paper today, tales of war and of waste,But you turn right over to the T.V. page.(CHORUS)Hey now, hey now,Don't dream it's overHey now, hey now,When the world comes inThey come, they comeTo build a wall between us.We know they won't win.3) Now I'm walking again to the beat of a drumAnd I'm counting the steps to the door of your heartOnly shadows ahead barely clearing the roofGet to know the feeling of liberation and relief(CHORUS)Hey now, hey now,Don't dream it's overHey now, hey now,When the world comes inThey come, they comeTo build a wall between us.Don't ever let them win.

VA, PENSIERO, SULL'ALI DORATE by Giuseppe Verdi (Chorus Of the Hebrew Slaves from Nabucco)Va, pensiero, sull'ali dorate;Arpa d'or dei fatidici vati,va, ti posa sui clivi, sui colliperché muta dal salice pendi?ove olezzano tepide e molliLe memorie nel petto raccendi,l'aure dolci del suolo natal!ci favella del tempo che fu!Del Giordano le rive saluta,O simile di Solima ai fatidi Sionne le torri atterrate.traggi un suono di crudo lamento,Oh, mia patria sì bella e perduta!o t'ispiri il Signore un concentoOh, membranza sì cara e fatal!che ne infonda al patire virtù!(TRANSLATION)Fly, thought, on wings of gold,go settle upon the slopes and the hillswhere the sweet airs of ournative soil smell soft and mild!Greet the banks of the river Jordanand Zion's tumbled towers.Oh, my country, so lovely and lost!Oh remembrance so dear yet unhappy!Golden harp of the prophetic wise men,why hang so silently from the willows?Rekindle the memories in our hearts,tell us about the times gone by!Remembering the fate of Jerusalemplay us a sad lamentor else be inspired by the Lordto fortify us to endure our suffering!O FORTUNA (CARMINA BURANA) by Carl OrffO FortunaO Fortune,velut lunalike the moonstatu variabilis,you are changeable,semper crescisever waxingaut decrescis;and waning;vita detestabilisdetestable lifenunc obduratnow oppresseset tunc curatand then soothesludo mentis aciem,as fancy takes it;egestatem,povertypotestatemand powerdissolvit ut glaciem.it melts them like ice.Sors immaniset inanis,rota tu volubilis,status malus,vana salussemper dissolubilis,obumbrataet velatamichi quoque niteris;nunc per ludumdorsum nudumfero tui sceleris.Sors salutiset virtutismichi nunc contraria,est affectuset defectussemper in angaria.Hac in horasine moracorde pulsum tangite;quod per sortemsternit fortem,mecum omnes plangite!Fate - monstrousand empty,you whirling wheel,you are malevolent,well-being is vainand always fades to nothing,shadowedand veiledyou plague me too;now through the gameI bring my bare backto your villainy.Fate is against mein healthand virtue,driven onand weighted down,always enslaved.So at this hourwithout delaypluck the vibrating strings;since Fatestrikes down the string man,everyone weep with me!