Thomae Fides
“DIGITUM tuum, Thoma,
Infer, et vide manûs!
Manum tuam, Thoma,
Affer, et mitte in latus.”
“Dominus et Deus,
Deus,” dixit,
“Et Dominus meus.”
“Quia me vidisti,
Thoma, credidisti.
Beati qui non viderunt,
Thoma, et crediderunt.”
“Dominus et Deus,
Deus,” dixit,
“Et Dominus meus.”
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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Vou Te Dar As Minhas Despedidas
Deus
Hoje eu vou te dar as minhas despedidas
Because that soon you will go fishing with the people
And I am not interested in that
Deus
Today I just want a quiet day for me
That is all I am asking of you
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Heavy Metal Do Senhor
o cara mais underground que eu conheco o diabo
que no inferno toca cover das cances celestiais
com sua banda formada s por anjos decaidos
a platia pega fogo quando rolam os festivais
enquanto isso Deus brinca de gangorra no playground
do cu com santos que ja foram homens de pecado
de repente os santos falam "toca Deus um som maneiro"
e Deus fala "aguenta vou rolar um som pesado"
a banda cover do diabo acho que ja ta por fora
o mercado ta de olho no som que Deus criou
com trombetas distorcidas e harpas envenenadas
mundo inteiro vai pirar com o heavy metal do Senhor
song performed by by Zeca Baleiro
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Prism Of Life
(michael cretu/david david fairstein)
.
I am hunted by the future
Will the future be my past?
Or is time a fade out picture
Of my everlasting cast?
.
Love is phasing
Love is moving
To the rhythm of your sight
I get closer
To the crossing point of light
.
Sanctus, sanctus dominus deus sabaoth.
Pleni sunt caeli et terra gloria tua.
Hosanna in excelsis. benedictus...
(translation:
Holy, holy, lord God of hosts. heaven and earth are filled with thy glory. hosanna in the highest. blessed is he that cometh in the name of the lord. hosanna in the highest. )
Let us try to live our lost illusions
Theyre the sun at night
If we dont well never taste
The spice of life
.
And when it seems that were in a dead end street
Theres no reason to cry
Cause we have a helping hand whos always aside
.
Forever light
song performed by by Enigma
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Electric Blue
Electric blue eyes, where did you come from
Electric blue eyes, who sent you
Electric blue eyes, always be near me
Electric blue eyes, I need you
Domine, domine, deus
Domine, adiuva me
Domine, domine, deus
Domine, adiuva me
Hey, eh, hey, eh
If you should go, you should know I love you
If you should go, you should know Im here
Always be near me, guardian angel
Always be near me, theres no fear
Domine, domine, deus
Domine, adiuva me
Domine, domine, deus
Domine, adiuva me
Hey, eh, hey, eh
song performed by by Cranberries
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Ave Maria
(traditional)
Ave maria
Gratia plena
Maria gratia plena
Maria gratia plena
Ave ave dominus
Dominus tecum
Benedictus tu in mulieribus
Et benedictus
Et benedictus fructus ventris
Ventris tui, iesus
Ave maria
Mater dei
Ora pro nobis peccatoribus
Ora ora pro nobis
Ora pro nobis peccatoribus
Nunc, et in hora mortis
In hora mortis nostrae
In hora mortis mortis nostrae
In hora mortis nostrae
Ave maria
Ave maria
Maria gratia plena
Maria gratia plena
Ave ave dominus
Dominus tecum
Benedicta tu in mulieribus
Et benedictus
Et benedictus fructus ventris
Ventris tui, iesus
Ave maria
Ave maria
song performed by by Olivia Newton-John
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Morphing Thru Time
(michael cretu)
.
Earth. a biosphere.
A complex,
Subtly balanced life support system.
Et turtur nidum,
Ubi reponat pullos suos
Altaria tua domine virtutum,
Rex meus, et deus meus
(translation:
And the turtledove a nest
Where it might place its young
Your altar of strengths, lord,
My king and my god, )
We are floating over the line
Let us follow our mind
All of our life well wait for the answer
And the question is why
.
If were following our mind
We can glide into light
No one knows if therell be an answer
While were morphing thru time
.
We are floating over the line
Let us follow our mind
All of our life well wait for the answer
And the question is why
.
Were just travellers
In endless space
If were following our mind
We can glide into light
.
No one knows if therell be an answer
While were morphing thru time
song performed by by Enigma
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Edna
Tweaking the nose of native
Puritanism
Edna said 'take that'
and 'Dominus probiscum'.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Ave Maria
Ave maria
Gratia plena
Maria, gratia plena
Maria, gratia plena
Ave, ave dominus
Dominus tecum
Benedicta tu in mulieribus
Et benedictus
Et benedictus fructus ventris
Ventris tuae, jesus
Ave maria
Ave maria
Gratia plena
Maria, gratia plena
Maria, gratia plena
Ave, ave dominus tecum
Benedicta tu in mulieribus
Et benedictus
Benedictus fructus ventris tuae
Tuae, jesus
Ave maria
song performed by by Cranberries
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Ave Maria (feat. Luciano Pavarotti) (live)
ave maria
Gratia plena
Maria, gratia plena
Maria, gratia plena
Ave, ave dominus
Dominus tecum
Benedicta tu in mulieribus
Et benedictus
Et benedictus fructus ventris
Ventris tuae, jesus
Ave maria
Ave maria
Gratia plena
Maria, gratia plena
Maria, gratia plena
Ave, ave dominus tecum
Benedicta tu in mulieribus
Et benedictus
Benedictus fructus ventris tuae
Tuae, jesus
Ave maria
song performed by by Cranberries
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Waking The Witch
Wake up!
A good morning, maam. your early morning call.
You must wake up!
[titter] wake up! [titter]
Wake up, man!
Wake up, child! pay attention!
Come on, wake up!
Wake up, love!
We should make the night, but see your little lights alive!
Stop that lyin and a-sleepin in bed--get up!
Ma needs a shower. get out of bed! [words uncertain]
Little light...
Can you not see that little light up there?
Where?
There!
Where?
Over here!
You still in bed?
Wake up, sleepy-head!
We are of the going water and the gone. we are of water in the holy land of water
Dont you know youve kept him waiting?
Look whos here to see you!
Listen to me, listen to me, baby. listen, baby, help me,
Baby! help me, help me! listen to me, talk to me!
You wont burn.
Red, red roses.
You wont bleed.
Pinks and posies.
Confess to me, girl.
Red, red roses,*
Go down!
Spiritus sanctus in nomine...[inaudible]
Spiritus sanctus in nomine...[inaudible]
Spiritus sanctus in nomine...[inaudible]
Spiritus sanctus in nomine...[inaudible]
Poor little thing,
Red, red roses,
The blackbird!
Pinks and posies.
Wings in the water,
Red, red roses, go down,**
Go down.
Pinks and posies.
Deus et dei domino...[inaudible]
Deus et dei domino...[inaudible]
Deus et dei domino...[inaudible]
Deus et dei domino...[inaudible]
What is it, child?
Bless me, father, bless me, father, for I have sinned.
Red, red roses!
Help me, listen to me!
Red, red rose!
I question your innocence!
Help this blackbird!
Shes a witch!
Theres a stone around my leg.
Uh! damn you, woman!
Help this blackbird!
Theres a stone around my leg.
What say you, good people?
Guilty! guilty! guilty!
Help this blackbird!
I am responsible for your actions.
Oh-hoh-hoh!
Not guilty!
Help this blackbird!
Wake (of) the witch!
Get out of the waves! get out of the water!
song performed by by Kate Bush
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Anda Com Deus Meu Amigo
Anda com deus meu amigo
Because this area of the city is very bad indeed
And I am just warning you
My friend
poem by Aldo Kraas
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The God Of The Poor
There was a lord that hight Maltete,
Among great lords he was right great,
On poor folk trod he like the dirt,
None but God might do him hurt.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
With a grace of prayers sung loud and late
Many a widow’s house he ate;
Many a poor knight at his hands
Lost his house and narrow lands.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
He burnt the harvests many a time,
He made fair houses heaps of lime;
Whatso man loved wife or maid
Of Evil-head was sore afraid.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
He slew good men and spared the bad;
Too long a day the foul dog had,
E’en as all dogs will have their day;
But God is as strong as man, I say.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
For a valiant knight, men called Boncoeur,
Had hope he should not long endure,
And gathered to him much good folk,
Hardy hearts to break the yoke.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
But Boncoeur deemed it would be vain
To strive his guarded house to gain;
Therefore, within a little while,
He set himself to work by guile.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
He knew that Maltete loved right well
Red gold and heavy. If from hell
The Devil had cried, “Take this gold cup,”
Down had he gone to fetch it up.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
Twenty poor men’s lives were nought
To him, beside a ring well wrought.
The pommel of his hunting-knife
Was worth ten times a poor man’s life.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
A squire new-come from over-sea
Boncoeur called to him privily,
And when he knew his lord’s intent,
Clad like a churl therefrom he went.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
But when he came where dwelt Maltete,
With few words did he pass the gate,
For Maltete built him walls anew,
And, wageless, folk from field he drew.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
Now passed the squire through this and that,
Till he came to where Sir Maltete sat,
And over red wine wagged his beard:
Then spoke the squire as one afeard.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
“Lord, give me grace, for privily
I have a little word for thee.”
“Speak out,” said Maltete, “have no fear,
For how can thy life to thee be dear?”
Deus est Deus pauperum.
“Such an one I know,” he said,
“Who hideth store of money red.”
Maltete grinned at him cruelly:
“Thou florin-maker, come anigh.”
Deus est Deus pauperum.
“E’en such as thou once preached of gold,
And showed me lies in books full old,
Nought gat I but evil brass,
Therefore came he to the worser pass.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
“Hast thou will to see his skin?
I keep my heaviest marks therein,
For since nought else of wealth had he,
I deemed full well he owed it me.”
Deus est Deus pauperum.
“Nought know I of philosophy,”
The other said, “nor do I lie.
Before the moon begins to shine,
May all this heap of gold be thine.”
Deus est Deus pauperum.
“Ten leagues from this a man there is,
Who seemeth to know but little bliss,
And yet full many a pound of gold
A dry well nigh his house doth hold.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
“John-a-Wood is he called, fair lord,
Nor know I whence he hath this hoard.”
Then Maltete said, “As God made me,
A wizard over-bold is he!”
Deus est Deus pauperum.
“It were a good deed, as I am a knight,
To burn him in a fire bright;
This John-a-Wood shall surely die,
And his gold in my strong chest shall lie.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
“This very night, I make mine avow,
The truth of this mine eyes shall know.”
Then spoke an old knight in the hall,
“Who knoweth what things may befall?”
Deus est Deus pauperum.
“I rede thee go with a great rout,
For thy foes they ride thick about.”
“Thou and the devil may keep my foes,
Thou redest me this gold to lose.
Deus est Deus pauperum.”
“I shall go with but some four or five,
So shall I take my thief alive.
For if a great rout he shall see,
Will he not hide his wealth from me?”
Deus est Deus pauperum.
The old knight muttered under his breath,
“Then mayhap ye shall but ride to death.”
But Maltete turned him quickly round,
“Bind me this gray-beard under ground!
Deus est Deus pauperum.
“Because ye are old, ye think to jape.
Take heed, ye shall not long escape.
When I come back safe, old carle, perdie,
Thine head shall brush the linden-tree.”
Deus est Deus pauperum.
Therewith he rode with his five men,
And Boncoeur’s spy, for good leagues ten,
Until they left the beaten way,
And dusk it grew at end of day.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
There, in a clearing of the wood,
Was John’s house, neither fair nor good.
In a ragged plot his house anigh,
Thin coleworts grew but wretchedly.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
John-a-Wood in his doorway sat,
Turning over this and that,
And chiefly how he best might thrive,
For he had will enough to live.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
Green coleworts from a wooden bowl
He ate; but careful was his soul,
For if he saw another day,
Thenceforth was he in Boncoeur’s pay.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
So when he saw how Maltete came,
He said, “Beginneth now the game!”
And in the doorway did he stand
Trembling, with hand joined fast to hand.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
When Maltete did this carle behold
Somewhat he doubted of his gold,
But cried out, “Where is now thy store
Thou hast through books of wicked lore?”
Deus est Deus pauperum.
Then said the poor man, right humbly,
“Fair lord, this was not made by me,
I found it in mine own dry well,
And had a mind thy grace to tell.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
“Therefrom, my lord, a cup I took
This day, that thou thereon mightst look,
And know me to be leal and true,”
And from his coat the cup he drew.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
Then Maltete took it in his hand,
Nor knew he ought that it used to stand
On Boncoeur’s cupboard many a day.
“Go on,” he said, “and show the way.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
“Give me thy gold, and thou shalt live,
Yea, in my house thou well mayst thrive.”
John turned about and ’gan to go
Unto the wood with footsteps slow.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
But as they passed by John’s woodstack,
Growled Maltete, “Nothing now doth lack
Wherewith to light a merry fire,
And give my wizard all his hire.”
Deus est Deus pauperum.
The western sky was red as blood,
Darker grew the oaken-wood;
“Thief and carle, where are ye gone?
Why are we in the wood alone?
Deus est Deus pauperum.
“What is the sound of this mighty horn?
Ah, God! that ever I was born!
The basnets flash from tree to tree;
Show me, thou Christ, the way to flee!”
Deus est Deus pauperum.
Boncoeur it was with fifty men;
Maltete was but one to ten,
And his own folk prayed for grace,
With empty hands in that lone place.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
“Grace shall ye have,” Boncoeur said,
“All of you but Evil-head.”
Lowly could that great lord be,
Who could pray so well as he?
Deus est Deus pauperum.
Then could Maltete howl and cry,
Little will he had to die.
Soft was his speech, now it was late,
But who had will to save Maltete?
Deus est Deus pauperum.
They brought him to the house again,
And toward the road he looked in vain.
Lonely and bare was the great highway,
Under the gathering moonlight grey.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
They took off his gilt basnet,
That he should die there was no let;
They took off his coat of steel,
A damned man he well might feel.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
“Will ye all be rich as kings,
Lacking naught of all good things?”
“Nothing do we lack this eve;
When thou art dead, how can we grieve?”
Deus est Deus pauperum.
“Let me drink water ere I die,
None henceforth comes my lips anigh.”
They brought it him in that bowl of wood.
He said, “This is but poor men’s blood!”
Deus est Deus pauperum.
They brought it him in the cup of gold.
He said, “The women I have sold
Have wept it full of salt for me;
I shall die gaping thirstily.”
Deus est Deus pauperum.
On the threshold of that poor homestead
They smote off his evil head;
They set it high on a great spear,
And rode away with merry cheer.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
At the dawn, in lordly state,
They rode to Maltete’s castle-gate.
“Whoso willeth laud to win,
Make haste to let your masters in!”
Deus est Deus pauperum.
Forthwith opened they the gate,
No man was sorry for Maltete.
Boncoeur conquered all his lands,
A good knight was he of his hands.
Dens est Deus pauperum.
Good men he loved, and hated bad;
Joyful days and sweet he had;
Good deeds did he plenteously;
Beneath him folk lived frank and free.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
He lived long, with merry days;
None said aught of him but praise.
God on him have full mercy;
A good knight merciful was he.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
The great lord, called Maltete, is dead;
Grass grows above his feet and head,
And a holly-bush grows up between
His rib-bones gotten white and clean.
Deus est Deus pauperum.
A carle’s sheep-dog certainly
Is a mightier thing than he.
Till London-bridge shall cross the Nen,
Take we heed of such-like men.
Dens est Deus pauperum.
poem by William Morris
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Toybox
Metal toys in, quite predictably, toy box perform "The Book of Genesis". The book is old and mechanism even older and Repairman is... well, on vacation. Deus Ex Malfunction Machine.
Dies Irae
Dies irae! dies ilia!
Solvet saeclum in favilla
Teste David cum Sibylla.
Quantus tremor est futurus,
Quando Judex est venturus.
Cuncta stricte discussurus.
Tuba mirum spargens sonum
Per sepulchra regionem,
Coget omnes ante thronum.
Mors stupebit, et Natura,
Quum resurget creatura
Judicanti responsura.
Liber scriptus proferetur,
In quo totum continetur,
Unde mundus judicetur.
Judex ergo quum sedebit,
Quicquid latet apparebit,
Nil inultum remanebit.
Quid sum miser tunc dicturus,
Quem patronem rogaturus,
Quum vix justus sit securus?
Rex tremendae majestatis,
Qui salvandos salvas gratis;
Salva me, Fons pietatis
Recordare, Jesu pie
Quod sum causa tuae viae;
Ne me perdas illa die.
Quarens me sedisti lassus
Redimisti crucem passus,
Tantus labor non sit cassus.
Juste Judex ultionis,
Donum fac remissionis
Ante diem rationis.
Ingemisco tanquam reus,
Culpa rubet vultus meus;
Supplicanti parce, Deus.
Qui Mariam absolvisti
Et latronem exaudisti,
Mihi quoque spem dedisti.
Preces meae non sunt dignae,
Sed tu bonus fac benigne
Ne perenni cremer igne.
Inter oves locum praesta.
Et ab haedis me sequestra,
Statuens in parte dextra.
Confutatis maledictis,
Flammis acribus addictis,
Voca me cum benedictis.
Oro supplex et acclinis,
Cor contritum quasi cinis;
Gere curam mei finis.
Lacrymosa dies illa
Qua resurgent et favilla,
Judicandus homo reus
Huic ergo parce, Deus!
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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Genki Desu Ka
Genki desu ka, genki desu ka, genki des ka
Do you feel all right
Genki desu ka, genki desu ka, genki desu ka
Genki desu ne
Do you feel good, oh, oh
Genki desu ka, genki deus ka, genki desu ka
Genki desu ka, genki desu ka, genki desu ka
Genki desu ne
Would you join us cause it feels so good, oh yeah
Genki desu ka, genki deus ka, genki desu ka
Oh, oh
Genki desu ka, genki desu ka, genki desu ka (Feels so good)
Genki desu ne
Genki desu ka, genki desu ka, genki desu ka
Wont you sing with us now
Genki desu ne
I feel good
Genki desu ne
I feel, you feel
Genki desu ne
I feel good, I feel good now
Everythings all right
How do you feel
Genki desu ne
song performed by by Styx
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Kid Vinil
O cara nais underground que eu conheo o diabo
Que no inferno toca cover das canes celestiais
Com sua banda formada s por anjos decados
A platia pega fogo quando rolam os festivais
Equanto isso deus brinca de gangorra no playground
Do cu com os santos que j foram homens de pecado
de repente os santos falam
song performed by by Zeca Baleiro
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Oração Universal
Perante as desilusões, sofrimento e dor
Sejamos fortes na fé
E generosos no amor.
Entoemos o cântico 'Magnificat'
Exaltando o Senhor
Na alegria e na dor.
Que a justiça e a paz entre os povos
Seja no mundo uma realidade
A abençoar a Humanidade.
Deixemos que o nosso coração
Se oriente por Deus
No caminho da paz,
Da partilha e fraternidade,
P'ra alcançarmos a Esperança
E o Amor
Na Verdade.
(Maio 2010)
poem by Maria C. Costa
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Way To Eternity
(curly m.c.)
Latin chant (media vita in morte sumus)
...quem quaerimus adjutorem, nisi te, domine...
Sancte deus, sancte fortis, sancte
Misericors salvator, amarae morti ne tradas nos.
(translation:
...we search the helper, if not you, lord...
Divine god, sacred firm, holy [and]
Merciful
Savior, dont hand us conscientiously
Over to [the] bitter death. )
song performed by by Enigma
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Homo proponit, sed Deus disponit
Homo proponit, Sed Deus disponit
Man proposes, God disposes
Evil man seeks to spread
Sly and cunning smiles
Conman games they love to play
God frowns upon such foolish mortals
Reaching out with an iron hand of steel
To punish and to end
Those and that that would go againest him
Nothing material matters
Nothing but him in this world should one care for
Thunderbolts and lightening he sends
Disposing with goodness
The evil that mortal man proposes
Deep in this earth
Where eternally the battle between good and evil rages still
2008 Ramona Thompson
poem by Ramona Thompson
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