Sing-Along Song

Sung by Khalil Fong (Fang Da Tong)
Well, i've been busy these days with work.. and seldom have the time to relax, been so damn tired.. and i heard this song.. really love it so much.. Hope you like it too. Somehow it relaxed me. =D Cmon! Sing along song! dam dam!



I wrote this song it's not too long
cos' I've been thinking 'bout you
I wrote this song maybe I'm wrong
To be caught up about you

Well I dont know what you think 'bout me
Maybe you think nothing at all
But maybe you could just lie to me
And we could be in love you see

Oh it's a singalong song that's not too long
It's when I think about you that I hear songs
And you can singalong maybe if you want to
Cos' baby I wrote this I wrote this for you

I wrote this song it's not too long
Cos' I'm the one who loves you
I wrote this song this can't be wrong
I don't wanna smile without you

Well I just want to make you happy
but maybe you want nothing at all
and how I wish that you're meant to be
forever and a day with me


Oh it's a singalong song that's not too long
It's when I think about you that I hear songs
And you can singalong maybe if you want to
Cos' baby I wrote this I wrote this for you

In everyway you mean more to me
than you'll ever know
girl I'll do my best to show these words are true
and if you'd like to make a song
and be a perfect harmony with me
I'd find the greatest words sing
so we could write our own romance

Oh it's a singalong song that's not too long
It's when I think about you that I hear songs
And you can singalong maybe if you want to
Cos' baby I wrote this I wrote this for you

Oh it's a singalong song that's not too long
It's when I think about you that I hear songs
And you can singalong maybe if you want to
Cos' baby I wrote this I wrote this for you

Cos' baby I wrote this I wrote this for you

Koizora - Sky Of Love

Movie about a girl who falls in love with a nonchalant guy. One day the guy left her without giving her a reason and one day, she found out that the guy actually has cancer of the blood. He doesn't want her to go thru the pain and sadness, so he took it all to himself.

Tabidachi No Uta meaning "A song for taking off" is a song about how much the guy appreciate the girl when there is not much time left anymore. Sad story, sad song to appreciate and be contented to what we were given, eventhough it might not be satiable, but it is still worth while. I really can appreciate the lyrics and it meant alot to me Here's the MV, english translated lyrics and the trailer movie.


Mr. Children - Tabidachi No Uta


Tabidachi no Uta (A Song before Taking Off)

Don’t be afraid.
Even if you don’t go around turning on the lights
someday your lonely nights will see the dawn.

The day you fall you’ll get up and see that the scenery that felt
so very far away seems almost within reach.

the song you loved is playing throughout the town
it’s an incidental gift given to me by chance.

Ah, a song for taking off,
So, where to? We’ll meet again.
Ah but for now, it’s “goodbye”

When I lose sight of who I am,
I’ll turn to you
But even if you do somehow hear me,
don’t worry about responding
I lost something important to me,
and then got it back and like that process,

each time feels new again though
I said, “we can’t keep crying and laughing about it like this”
I wanted someone to share with.

Now without hesitation, I can say that I love you.
And that’s how I’ll spend my days.
No matter where I am.

Ah the last song sung in celebration of a fresh start
Now I wave goodbye.

Ah, farewell to sorrow!
when you get too tired to go on,
give a quick look back
because from somewhere out of reach
I’ll be there urging you onward.

Ah, A song for taking off,
So, where to?
We’ll meet again.

Ah but for now, it’s “goodbye”
When you start to forget who you are,
idly scan your memories
for throughout my whole body,
you’re there with a smile urging me onward
but don’t worry about responding.

Movie Trailer - Sky Of Love

French Jazz Violinist Stephane Grappelli Dead At 89

PARIS (Reuters) - French jazz violinist Stephane Grappelli, whose lively, elegant style captivated audiences for more than a half a century, died in Paris Monday after undergoing a hernia operation. He was 89.

A self-taught violinist, Grappelli came into his own with a style mixing tender lyricism and vivacious swing that made him one of the living legends of jazz in France as well as in the United States.

Regarded as the grandfather of jazz violinists, he continued staging concerts around the world well into his 80s, cutting a striking figure on stage with his thinning white hair, gaudy print shirts and violin tucked under his chin producing haunting music.

When asked on his 85th birthday if he was considering retirement, Grappelli replied: "Retirement! There isn't a word that is more painful to my ears. Music keeps me going. It has given me everything. It's my fountain of youth."

His agent, Jacques Chartier, told Reuters Grappelli died in a Paris clinic where he had undergone a hernia operation last week.

"His family called me this afternoon to tell me he was dead," Chartier said.

The Paris-born son of a philosophy teacher of Italian origin, Grappelli first worked as a pianist, accompanying silent films in a cinema to help his father pay the bills.

Classical violinist Yehudi Menuhin, a great admirer of Grappelli's improvization skills, once commented: "Stephane is like one of those jugglers who send 10 plates into the air and recovers them all."

The Hot Club of France quintet, a band he formed with gypsy guitarist Django Rheinhart in the 1930s, will be remembered as his major musical contribution.

The two met at the Croix du Sud Montparnasse nightclub in early 1934. Then, in Grappelli's own words: "One day he was strumming on his guitar, and I started to improvise with him."

With Reinhardt's brother, Joseph, and Roger Chaput on guitars and Louis Vola on double bass, the idea of the quintet was born.

"There were no microphones then, so it was hard for a violin to be heard. It was a revolution to play jazz only with string instruments," Grappelli said.



With their lively style and technical excellence, the group very quickly seduced the world. But World War II found Grappelli in London and Reinhardt in Paris, and though the quintet reformed in 1946, it never reached its pre-war heights.

Grappelli took to performing separately and made hundreds of records. In his later years, he was best-known for his recordings with Oscar Peterson, Jean-Luc Ponty and Menuhin, with whom he produced six records and performed his 70th and 80th birthday concerts.

Born Jan. 26, 1908, Stephane Grappelli grew up in Paris's lively 10th arrondissement. His mother died when he was 4, and he was sent to an orphanage when his father was mobilized during World War I.

When the war was over, he was reunited with his father, but the two were desperately poor.

It was during this period that Grappelli developed a passion for Claude Debussy and Maurice Ravel, two composers who had an enormous influence on the personal style he later forged.

When he was 13, Grappelli's father gave him a second-hand violin and taught him the scales. Enchanted, the boy learned with fervor.

His first concerts were in the courtyards of buildings and in restaurants, but by the time he was 15 he was working as a piano accompaniest for silent films.

"In the cinema, I had to play Mozart principally but was allowed some Gershwin in funny films. Then I discovered jazz and my vocation and kissed Amadeus goodbye," he said.

He later got a job as a pianist with Gregor's Gregorians, the most popular French show band of the time. When Gregor heard him play the violin one night, he persuaded Grappelli to devote himself fully to it.

Soon afterwards he met Reinhardt and they formed their famous quintet. But when the war broke out, Grappelli was in a London hospital and unable to return to France.

He established a band to play in hospitals and military bases. "But all the Englishmen had been called up, and so I had to recruit the handicapped. Blind George Shearing was on the piano and the bass player had one leg," Grappelli said.

He tried to re-form the Hot Club after the war, but a new style had come in. "Later there were groups like the Beatles who completely changed the direction of music," he said.

But Grappelli continued to attract audiences. When he played, it was as if he was in a world of his own, eyes half-closed and a smile that gave him a look of utter bliss.

"I play best when I am happy or sad, or when I was young and in love. If I have ordinary troubles, I forget everything when I play. I split into two people and the other plays," he said.

Even late in life, he improved his technique. "One hears something when listening to recorded music that one doesn't hear while playing it. And you find yourself saying, 'gee, one shouldn't do that, one should do it
differently."'

Grappelli had one daughter, Evelyn, and a grandson.

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I love you Grapelli, u're the best ever lived. U're the kickstart of my engine to keep me going in music. Rest in peace. Your music echoes for as long as we exists. I'll always remember what you mentioned that really inspired me to not only play music but live life.

"I play best when I am happy or sad, or when I was young and in love. If I have ordinary troubles, I forget everything when I play. I split into two people and the other plays," he said.

I thank God for I'm given a violin and the skill to play it eventhough there are infinite improvements to be made. And I'm taking the best of my time to play.

Quotes quotes quoting..

Not all scars show, not all wounds heal
Sometimes you can't always see
The pain someone feels.

Even the greatest bridges fall under the right pressure.

The bitterest tears shed over graves are for
words left unsaid and deeds left undone.

When I look in your eyes, I see the wisdom of the world in your eyes
I see the sadness of a thousand goodbyes.

The saddest summary of a life contains three descriptions: could have, might have, and should have.

When I look back on all these worries, I remember the story of the old man who said on his deathbed that he had had a lot of trouble in his life, most of which had never happened.

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source.It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.

Love can sometimes be magic.
But magic... is always just an illusion.

For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been.'

There is no greater sorrow than to recall in misery the time when we were happy.

Oh, sweet sorrow, the time you borrow, will you be here when I wake up tomorrow?

Pray that your loneliness may spur you into finding something to live for, great enough to die for.

Ever notice that even the worst bastards have friends?

Sometimes I feel like the city is sucking away at my soul.

This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time.

I can breathe and I can move, but I'm not alive because I took that poison, and nothing can save me.

I laugh, I smile, and I take Prozac