Original text of Charlie Chaplin’s speech for his 70th birthday


A friend of mine, Kerstin, sent this to me. It’s the speech that Charlie Chaplin gave on his 70th birthday. I found it beautiful and ever so true.

As I Began to Love Myself

As I began to love myself I found that anguish and emotional suffering
are only warning signs that I was living against my own truth.
Today, I know, this is “AUTHENTICITY.”
As I began to love myself I understood how much it can offend somebody
As I try to force my desires on this person,
even though I knew the time was not right and the person was not ready for it,
and even though this person was me.
Today I call it “RESPECT.”
As I began to love myself I stopped craving for a different life,
and I could see that everything that surrounded me was inviting me to grow.
Today I call it “Maturity,”
As I began to love myself I understood that at any circumstance,
I am in the right place at the right time,
and everything happens at the exactly right moment.
So I could be calm.
Today I call it “SELF-CONFIDENCE.”
As I began to love myself I quit stealing my own time,
and I stopped designing huge projects for the future.
Today, I only do what brings me joy and happiness, things I love to do
and that make my heart cheer, and I do them in my own way and in my own rhythm.
Today I call it “SIMPLICITY.”
As I began to love myself I freed myself of anything that is no good for my health—
food, people, things, situations, and everything the drew me down and away from myself.
At first I called this attitude a healthy egoism.
Today I know it is “LOVE OF ONESELF,”
As I began to love myself I quit trying to always be right,
and ever since I was wrong less of the time.
Today I discovered that is “MODESTY.”
As I began to love myself I refused to go on living in the past and worry about the future.
Now, I only live for the moment, where EVERYTHING is happening.
Today I live each day, day by day, and I call it “FULFILLMENT,”
As I began to love myself I recognized that my mind can disturb me
and it can make me sick.
But as I connected it to my heart, my mind became a valuable ally.
Today I call this connection “WISDOM OF THE HEART.”
We no longer need to fear arguments, confrontations or any kind of problems
with ourselves or others.
Even stars collide, and out of their crashing new worlds are born.
Today I know THAT IS “LIFE”!

Please pass this onto your friends and family. This is a special reminder of what life is trying to teach us, what it’s really about, what we eventually all come to learn. Be gentle on yourself and light on life. No more disapproval of self. It’s the biggest obstacle to your dreams. Doing so, you’ll be able to access all that happiness and joy that is just below that inner critical voice.

“Sorry seems to be the hardest word”


by Elton John

What have I got to do to make you love me
What have I got to do to make you care
What do I do when lightning strikes me
And I wake to find that you’re not there
What do I do to make you want me
What have I got to do to be heard
What do I say when it’s all over
And sorry seems to be the hardest word

It’s sad, so sad
It’s a sad, sad situation
And it’s getting more and more absurd
It’s sad, so sad
Why can’t we talk it over
Oh it seems to me
That sorry seems to be the hardest word

What do I do to make you love me
What have I got to do to be heard
What do I do when lightning strikes me
What have I got to do
What have I got to do
When sorry seems to be the hardest word.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J2e4NlnLr28

“April” by Deep Purple


Tra pochi giorni inizierà il mese di aprile…:-) un po’ di musica su questo mese così bello…:-)

In a few days April will begin…:-) some music about this month so wonderful…:-)

April is a cruel time
Even though the sun may shine
And world looks in the shade as it slowly comes away
Still falls the April rain
And the valley’s filled with pain
And you can’t tell me quite why
As i look up to the grey sky
Where it should be blue
Grey sky where I should see you
Ask why, why it should be so
I’ll cry, say that I don’t know

Maybe once in a while I’ll forget and I’ll smile
But then the feeling comes again of an April without end
Of an April lonely as they come
In the dark of my mind I can see all too fine
But there is nothing to be done when I just can’t feel the sun
And the springtime’s the season of the night

Grey sky where it should be blue
Grey sky where I should see you
Ask why, why it should be so
I’ll cry, say that I don’t know
I don’t know.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8HoflNAon9Q

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zj2-ZoGZ088&feature=related

“Blue touches blue” by Noa


Blue touches blue
Touches grey touches brown
I look down at my feet, theyve been with me for years
I take one step for you and then two for myself
Oh, I need to be stronger
I need to be stronger

Blue touches blue
Touches black, then expands
All the tears and the years in the palm of my hand
Do you think you can tell me whats wrong and whats wronger?
I need to be stronger
I need to be stronger

I want to twist in your arms
Like a snake thats been charmed
Like a baby newborn with his arms groping out
I would shout but theres always a song and
I need to be stronger
I need to be stronger

Blue touches blue

I look down at my feet

I take one step for you

I need to be stronger

Blue touches blue
Touches gray, frothy white
Where my face is all blurred and reflecting the night
If I tell you I feel like a bird in the cold
And I need you to hold me?
I need you to hold me

Blue touches blue…

Noa interprets this song

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x8cYjPS_J-8&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UQUKXU8u2bY

“Something” by Beatles


da Abbey Road 1969

Something in the way she moves
Attracts me like no other lover
Something in the way she woos me

I don’t want to leave her now
You know I believe her now

Somewhere in her smile she knows
That I don’t need no other lover
Something in her style that shows me

Don’t want to leave her now
You know I believe her now

You’re asking me will my love grow
I don’t know, I don’t know
You stick around now it may show
I don’t know, I don’t know

Something in the way she knows
And all I have to do is think of her
Something in the things she shows me

Don’t want to leave her now

“Desert Rose”


Cheb Mami Introduction (Moroccan Arabic):]
Hadaee mada tawila
Wa ana nahos ana wahala ghzalti
Wa ana nahos ana wahala ghzalti
Wa ana nahos ana wahala ghzalti
[English:]
Oh night oh night
It has been a long time
And I am looking for myself and my loved one
And I am looking for myself and my loved one
And I am looking for myself and my loved one

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of fire
Those dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of a man’s desire

This desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

And as she turns
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
This fire burns
I realize that nothing’s as it seems

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of rain
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
I close my eyes
This rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of her love

[Cheb Mami (Moroccan Arabic):]
Aman aman aman
Omry feek antia
Ma ghair antia
Ma ghair antia
[English:]
Aman aman aman
My life is for you
And no one other than you
And no one other than you

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

Sweet desert rose
This memory of Eden haunts us all
This desert flower
This rare perfume, is the sweet intoxication of the fall

[Cheb Mami (Moroccan Arabic):]
Ya lili ah ya leel
[English:]
Oh night oh night

Sting sings this song

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u2rQY_n3xC4&feature=related

“But beautiful”


by Burke and Van Heusen – 1947

Love is funny or it’s sad
Or it’s quiet or it’s mad
It’s a good thing or it’s bad
But beautiful

Beautiful to take a chance and if you fall, you fall
And I’m thinking I wouldn’t mind at all

Love is tearful or it’s gay
It’s a problem or it’s play
It’s a heartache either way
But beautiful

And I’m thinking if you were mine, I’d never let you go
And that would be but beautiful, I know.

<instrumental>

Love is tearful or it’s gay
It’s a problem or it’s play
It’s a heartache either way
But it’s beautiful

And I’m thinking if you were mine, I’d never let you go
And that would be but beautiful, I know

Nat King Cole sings this famous song

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GMvQuNdtMKI

Della Reese sings this song

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-S1rNxRsU7U&feature=related

“Fever”


by Davenport and Cooley

Never know how much I love you
Never know how much I care
When you put your arms around me
I get a fever that’s so hard to bear

You give me fever when you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight
Fever in the morning
Fever all through the night.

Ev’rybody’s got the fever
that is something you all know
Fever isn’t such a new thing
Fever started long ago

Sun lights up the daytime
Moon lights up the night
I light up when you call my name
And you know I’m gonna treat you right

You give me fever when you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight
Fever in the morning
Fever all through the night

Romeo loved Juliet
Juliet she felt the same
When he put his arms around her
He said ‘Julie, baby, you’re my flame
Thou giv-est fever when we kisseth
Fever with the flaming youth
Fever I’m afire
Fever yea I burn for sooth’

Captain Smith and Pocahantas
Had a very mad affair
When her daddy tried to kill him
She said ‘Daddy, o, don’t you dare
He gives me fever with his kisses
Fever when he holds me tight
Fever, I’m his misses,
Oh daddy, won’t you treat him right’

Now you’ve listened to my story
Here’s the point that I have made
Cats were born to give chicks fever
Be it Fahrenheit or centigrade
They give you fever when you kiss them
Fever if you live and learn
Fever till you sizzle
What a lovely way to burn
What a lovely way to burn
What a lovely way to burn.

Peggy Leee sings this famous song

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EYxoAJ3Boyc