“The Lady”

 
       
 
Aug 23, 2017, 07:31 AM

Hi,

there´s an old song in my native language with a similar topic. Some lines were inspired and “translated” into english (in my own style) and many were added ... any feedback would be welcome.


THE LADY

An elderly lady her hair had turned silver
All her life she was praying to the lord
She raised her sons and spend a life of hard work
But she gave the church all that she could afford

Not one of her three sons could outlive her
They all died overseas in wars for their homeland
Even her closest friend passed away last winter
Because rescuing them was not in the lady´s hand

She´s still attending the mess on every Sunday
Then her thought drifts back to that one day
When the lord called up her husband way too soon
He died in Vietnam, on a rainy day in June

Still she´s praying to the lord and Mother Mary
If that was the lord´s will, then it shall be

Lord, I will not complain
But new glasses might help you to see my pain
And if you get a hearing aid, before it is too late
You might hear the cries of what happened to me
If that was the lord´s will, then it shall be
And I will let it be


Only for once in her life she was really lucky
She won the lottery but still she needed proof.
Her priest reminded her to share her luck with others
And since that day her chaple had a golden roof

Her brother never saw a church from the inside
Has 100 cigarettes per day and too much wine
He enjoys the best health and our dear lady
has liver cancer and her lungs are not that fine

But when the priest calls for collection she contributes her share
He hears her mumbeling, but does not care

Lord, I will not complain
But new glasses might help you to see my pain
And if you get a hearing aid, before it is too late
You might hear the cries of what happened to me
If that was the lord´s will, then it shall be
And I will let it be

On TV she sees the horrifying pictures
Of hunger, terror, pain and misery
Then she feels a little sorry for the good lord
Because in heaven he´s got no colored TV

She sees the pope travelling to some strange land
Meeting up with a dictator shaking his hand
In a country where bombs fall and children die
Our old lady can´t do anything but cry

She says a lord´s prayer, shouting out “it is enough”
I can´t bear the good lord´s ground staff.

...every once in a while, I get in the mood or so…and start to play..

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Martin G Joined May 27, 2009
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Aug 25, 2017, 02:35 PM

Interesting ideas in there Martin. It reminded me a bit of Andre Heller’s “Die Hundertjaehrige,” which was based on a Michel Sardou song, I think.

I took a stab at making some of the English a bit more natural and some other suggestions.

THE LADY

See the old lady, her hair turned to silver
All of her life she has prayed to the lord
A life of hard work, raising three sons
But she gave the church all that she could afford

Not one of her sons has survived to outlive her
They all died for their country in some foreign land
And her closest friend passed away last winter
Rescuing them was not in God’s plan

She goes to mass on her own every Sunday
As she chants a prayer, she thinks back to the day
When the two men in uniform took off their hats
And she knew that her husband was not coming back

Still she prays to the lord and Mother Mary
Thy will be done, what will be will be

Lord, I’m not one to complain
But do you need glasses to see my pain?
And a hearing aid, before it is too late?
You might hear my cries of what happened to me
Thy will be done, what will be will be
I will let it be


Only once in her life did she find fortune’s favor
She won the lottery, but still she needed proof.
Her priest reminded her, generosity would save her
And the chapel got a brand new roof

Her brother’s never seen a church from the inside
Smokes a hundred a day and drinks too much beer
He’s fit as a fiddle, while our dear lady
Has liver cancer and her lungs are not too clear

But when they pass round the plate, she drops in her share
The priest hears her mumbling, but doesn’t care

Lord, I’m not one to complain
But do you need glasses to see my pain?
And a hearing aid, before it is too late?
You might hear my cries of what happened to me
Thy will be done, what will be will be
I will let it be

On TV she stares at the flickering horror
Of hunger, terror, pain and misery
And feels a little sorry for the good lord above her
Because in heaven they have no color TV

She sees the Pope standing in some strange land
With a smiling dictator, shaking his hand
In a country where bombs fall and children die
Our old lady watches, and she starts to cry

She recites the lord´s prayer through her tears, shout’s “Enough!”
To hell with the good lord´s ground staff!

 
     
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Aug 28, 2017, 02:51 AM

Hi Gavin,

wow, thank you very, very, very, very, very much for your help. Well, it DOES make more sence your way. Thank you so much for taking the time to make these suggestions which are brilliant, so I would say :). Amazing! You are such a brilliant guy!

Like it :)

Hope I´ll find the time soon to do some rough recording.
And then, just toss me over your Account information so that we can split royalities :) (kidding)

Thank you sooo much Gavin!

...every once in a while, I get in the mood or so…and start to play..

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Martin G Joined May 27, 2009
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Aug 28, 2017, 10:36 AM

Brilliant is maybe going just a little far :)

I did think it important to relate the loss of her husband to an actual memory. She wasn’t in Vietnam, but she did open the door to the men who came to tell her.

Good luck with this.

 
     
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Sep 01, 2017, 03:45 PM

It reminds me of Radical Face’s songs, I admire than man for his abilites of telling stories. Good one! :D

 
     
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