For the Moment:
Waltzing Mathilda
Audio excerpts:
Soundstage: On a Sunday Morning Sidewalk (Russell Crowe and Kris Kristofferson
), short excerpt (2970ko) |
Video
ninemsn graciously provided by Eno january 2005 (4900 ko) please rightclick and save the file on your disc |
Other Ways of Speaking: Charlie's song (2964 ko) |
Other Ways of Speaking: Swallow my gift (2450 ko): |
| Other Ways of Speaking: Folsom Prison Blues (4090 ko): |
Mission beat (2376 ko) file - page |
| Gladiator: flight excerpt from track 04 (1200 ko) file - page |
Gladiator: Commodus and Maximus talking in the arena (my name is gladiator)
(1111 ko) file - page |
| Master and Commander: The far side of the world: excerpt from track 01
(1881 ko) file - page |
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| The Silver Stallion: Thora (972 ko) file - page |
The Silver Stallion : pursuit (2912 ko) file - page |
| The Silver Stallion:The Beginning (1841 ko) file - page |
The Silver Stallion: taming horses (1991 ko) file - page |
| For the Moment: Waltzing Mathilda (874 ko) file - page |
Take this waltz (2080 ko) |
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WALTZING MATILDA, LYRICS
by Banjo Patterson
Once a jolly swagman sat beside the billabong,
Under the shade of a coulibah tree,
And he sang as he sat and waited by the billabong,
"You'll come a waltzing matilda with me".
Waltzing matilda, waltzing matilda
You'll come a waltzing matilda with me,
And he sang as he sat and waited by the billabong
"You'll come a waltzing matilda with me".
Down came a jumbuck to drink beside the billabong
Up jumped the swagman and seized him with glee
And he sang as he tucked that jumbuck in his tuckerbag,
"You'll come a waltzing matilda with me".
(chorus)
Down came the stockman, riding on his thoroughbred,
Down came the troopers, one, two, three.
"Where's the jolly jumbuck you've got in your tuckerbag?"
"You'll come a waltzing matilda with me".
(chorus)
Up jumped the swagman and plunged into the billabong,
"You'll never catch me alive", cried he!
And his ghost may be heard as you ride beside the billabong,
"You'll come a waltzing matilda with me".
High Flight
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth,
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds -- and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of -- Wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air.
Up, up the long, delirious burning blue
I've topped the windswept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or even eagle flew.
And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.
...et la traduction française
(un grand MERCI à Croweaddict)
Haut Vol
Je me suis libéré des emprises de la terre pour danser dans le ciel sur des ailes, argentées d'un grand rire.
Je suis allé vers le soleil, j'ai rejoint les cascades chaotiques de nuages tranchés de lumière, et là, j'ai vécu des moments dont vous n'avez jamais rêvé, coulé, plané et balancé, si haut dans le silence solaire.
Suspendu j'ai pourchassé le vent hurlant, et lancé mon vaisseau au travers de fabuleuses cavernes, pleines d'un air infini.
Haut, plus haut, au long d'un délire de bleu brûlant, j'ai survolé les sommets balayé par le vent dans une sérénité que nul aigle, nul alouette n'a jamais vécue. Puis, alors que mon esprit silencieux s'élevait au travers du sanctuaire inviolé de l'espace, j'ai sorti une main et caressé le visage de Dieu.
John Gillespie Magee, Jr.