miércoles, 23 de enero de 2008

for some reason...

A lot of what I have read in many blogs this week has revolved around the idea of the pursuit of being happy with one's own self and about finding one's place and purpose in this world and in this life. For some reason all of these ideas reminded me of this song. He's one my favorites in a very trippy-sort of way, and sings in French, Spanish and English. This one is in English, with French repeating the last minute and a half or so at the end.

King of Bongo Bong-Manu Chao




Mama was queen of the mambo
Papa was king of the Congo
Deep down in a jungle
Last up banging life has Bongo

Every monkey like to be
In my place instead of me
Cause I'm the king of Bongo
Baby I'm the king of Bongo bong

I went to the big town
Where there is a lot of sound
From the jungle to the city
Looking for a bigger crown

So I play my Bongee
For the people of this city
But they don't go crazy
When I'm banging all my boogie
I´m the

King of the Bongo
King of the Bongo
Hear me when I come, baby
King of the Bongo
King of the Bongo

Nobody like to be
In my place instead of me
Cause nobody go crazy
When I'm banging all my boogie

I'm a king without a crown
And I'm losing a big town
But I'm the king of Bongo
Baby I'm the king of Bongo bong

King of the Bongo
King of the Bongo
Hear me when I come, baby
King of the Bongo
King of the Bongo
Hear me when I come

They said that I'm a clown
Making too much dirty sound
They said there is no place
For little monkey in this town

Nobody like to be
In my place instead of me
Cause nobody go crazy
When I'm banging all my boogie
I'm the

King of the Bongo
King of the Bongo
Hear me when I come, baby
King of the Bongo
King of the Bongo
Hear me when I come

Banging all my boogie
All that swing belongs to me
I'm so happy there's nobody
In my place instead of me

I'm a king without a crown
And losing a big town
But I'm the king of Bongo
Baby I'm the king of Bongo bong

King of the Bongo
King of the Bongo
Hear me when I come, baby
King of the Bongo
King of the Bongo
Hear me when I come

Mama was queen of the mambo
Papa was king of the Congo
Deep down in a jungle
Last up banging life has Bongo

Every monkey like to be
In my place instead of me
Cause I'm the king of Bongo
Baby I'm the king of Bongo bong

Hear me when I come
Hear me when I come, baby
King of the Bongo
King of the Bongo
Hear me when I come

Je ne t'aime plus mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus tout le jour
Je ne t'aime plus mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus tout le jour

Je ne t'aime plus mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus tout le jour
Je ne t'aime plus mon amour
Je ne t'aime plus tout le jour

2 comentarios:

  1. I really really really like this song. Thank you.

    ResponderEliminar
  2. Great! I'm glad you like! I have done some Manu Chao in some of my classes, and still do--he illustrates some good grammar point useage in a couple of his songs and is repetitive enough that it gives my students a fun way to practice. But his style is "trippy", in the words of one of my ex-students.

    ResponderEliminar