Silent Waiting

Silent Waiting

She can not speak a word,
But, she can write
Her unspoken words,
Has written on the wall of my heart.

Do you remember me?
Would you recognize me,
After thirteen years?
We are so near, and yet so far.

Lord, please let her know,
I miss her so,
Silence in love, silence in pain,
I am still waiting in the memory lane.

Silently waiting for you,
Waiting in this rendezvous;
The old library of the hospital,
On the day of Christmas.

BaKoGi

January 26 2007

This poem was inspired by Silence (深情密碼) Taiwan TV Drama.

靜靜的 ( 瘐澄慶)-Silence

空氣裡躲著什麼，有點浪漫的心動
我偷偷看你，你也偷偷看我
世界上多了什麼
好像變得很不同
站在你身邊 這一切都很寬闊

我還在等著你 靜靜的愛我
只要有你陪我 靜靜的就足夠
你也在等著我 靜靜的溫柔
就這樣手牽手 靜靜的看著天空

心裡面藏著什麼
你只要想讓我懂
原來我的夢 也就是你的夢
紙條上寫些了什麼
我好想要聽你說
讓字字句句都充滿了笑容

我還在等著你 靜靜的愛我
只要有你陪我 靜靜的就足夠
你也在等著我 靜靜的溫柔
就這樣手牽手 靜靜的看著天空

永遠要記得 那天彼此許下的承諾
瞬間點亮的火花是我們的擁有

我還在等著你 靜靜的愛我
只要有你陪我 靜靜的就足夠
你也在等著我 靜靜的溫柔
就這樣手牽手 靜靜的看著天空
靜靜的手牽手是最簡單的夢

KongKong's 100th Birthday

KongKong would be 100 years old if he was still alive tomorrow. Sadly, he was away peacefully in his sleep in 1986. He was born on December 6th 1908 in Meixian, Guangdong, China.

邓 丽 君 - 雨 中 追 忆

邓 丽 君 - 雨 中 追 忆

谁人雨下举伞
走过一片泥泞
为我传来远处讯息
书中尽诉别离情
写出你现在在雨中追忆
叙述你心凄怨
泪儿半凝
想到秋风
那天仿如怒鸣
怨君你赴前程

平原点点飘雪
可有阻你回程
若有热诚暖了你心
披星戴月也莫停
可知我日望夜盼等今天
日夕等你回来
共寻往日情
只怕当初
你所许那诺言
已飞逝无形

I Will Always Be Right There-Bryan Adams

I Will Always Be Right There
I swear to you - I will always be there for you -
Theres nothin I wont do
I promise you - all my life I will live for you - we
Will make it through
Forever - we will be
Together - you and me
Oh n when I hold ya - nothin can compare
With all of my heart - ya know Ill always be - right
There
I believe in us - nothin else could ever mean so much
Youre the one I trust our time has come - were not two
People
Now - we are one - ya youre second to none
Forever - we will be
Together - a family
The more I get to know ya - nothin can compare
With all of my heart - ya know Ill always be - right
There

Forever - we will be
Together - just you and me
The more I get to know ya - the more I really care
With all of my heart - ya know Ill always be...
Ya know I really love ya - ya nothin can compare
For all of my life - ya know Ill always be - right
There

Heaven, Help My Heart (Teresa Teng)-鄧麗君歌友會 視像 鄧麗君1989 愛的15周年

Heaven,Help My Heart
If it were love I would give that love every second I had
And I do
Did I know where he'd lead me to?
Did I plan
Doing all of this for the love of a man?
Well I let it happen anyhow
And what I'm feeling now
Has no easy explanation
Reason plays no part
Heaven help my heart
I love him too much
What if he saw my whole existence
Turning around a word, a smile, a touch?

One of these days, and it won't be long,
he'll know more about me
Than he should
All my dreams will be understood
No surprise
Nothing more to learn from the look in my eyes
Don't you know that time is not my friend
I'll fight it to the end
Hoping to keep that best of moments
When the passions start
Heaven help my heart
The day that I find
Suddenly I've fun out of secrets
Suddenly I'm not always on his mind

Maybe it's best to love a stranger
Well that's what I've done -- heaven help my heart
Heaven help my heart

Acknowledgement

ACKNOWLEDGEMENT
Thank you for your silence
For saying nothing at all
When the moment was too big,
The heart too small.

Dilys Laing

Happy Birthay to MweMwe

Happy Birthday

The Bright red sun is rising in the East,
Shining through the misty morning,
Greeting you 'Happy Birthday'.

The birds are flying out from their nests
In the early morning,
Singing sweetly to you 'Happy Birthday'.

The breeze is blowing warm,
Whispering gently the greatest day has come
And 'Happy Birthday'.

The ray of the sun, the beautiful voices of birds,
And the whispering of the breeze convey my best wishes to you,
My dearest sister on your Birthday.

BoKoGi

Taiwan's Corrupted S.o.B (Chen Shui Bian) Jailed

Ex-President Chen Shui Bian tried to be a symbol of KMT led government oppression and rallying the general public. Mr Chen wanted to be a brave hero. Later, He complained to the judge that he was being roughed up and asked to be checked up in the hospital. What a wimpy Ah Bian was. The rules of law finally prevail in Taiwan.

A New Day

Come on, wake up
Sleeping angel,
Beautiful morning has come.
The sun rises in the east,
A new day is here.

Come on, wake up.
Do not worry a thing,
I am here. You are there.
Our hearts beat as one.
Everything is going to be alright.

Come on, wake up.
The birds are singing,
When the quake and rain stop,
No dust and cloud in the sky,
No more sigh, no more cry.

Come on, wake up.
Sweet Angel,
Are you feeling lonesome?
We will meet in our dreams.
No tears, no more tears.

Come on, wake up.
My little darling,
Are you crying in sleep?
I will try to make up.
No lies. No tears.

BaKoGi

October 2008

This poem is dedicated for Burma's Nargis Cyclone Victims and China Sichuan Earthquake Victims. The Six months have been passed since the Cyclone in Burma and the Earthquake in Sichuan. The children, who went through these two disasters still need helps.

Joy

Joy like a fountain,
Unceasable Feeling Mood and Action,
Long and winding like a river,
In each and every changing of the seasons,
Electrifying our reasons of joy.

The Joyous day has come,
The Unhappiness was left behind,
Yet, the Love is shining like a star,
In the evening sky,
Without End through the night.

Joy of all seasons,
Unplayed music and unsung lyrics,
Lost and found friends,
In mood for songs and dance,
Each and every birthday anew.

BaKoGi

October 29, 2008

Happy birthday to my dearest wife, Julie.

The Rose of Gardener II

The Rose of Gardener I

The Rose of Gardener II
Forever with a true heart,
The affectionate gardener, me
Take good care of her tender heart,
Though in the past, what her deserted life be.

Forever with a true mind,
She gives me her vows.
And I'll keep all mine;
I will never let her down.

Together with two souls bind,
Forever keep up the fights,
Together to live till we die
Forever change the old tune of flight.

Never part from my only rose.
Ever love her eternally.
Never hurt my beloved rose.
Ever cherish her scared heart divinely.

BaKoGi
April 7th & 8th, 1992
The Rose of Gardener I

Why Worry

Why Worry???
There are only two things to worry about;
Either you are well or you are sick.
If you are well, then there is nothing to worry about;
But if you are sick there are only two things to worry about;
Whether you will get well, or whether you will die.
If you get well, there is nothing to worry about;
But if you die, there are only two things to worry about;
Whether you go to heaven or hell.
If you go to heaven there is nothing to worry about;
And if you go to hell you’ll be so busy shaking hands with old friends, you won’t have time to worry.
SO WHY WORRY??

Republic of China (R.O.C) National Day

VERY HAPPY DOUBLE TEN NATIONAL DAY!
中华民国颂 邓丽君 中華民國頌 鄧麗君

Double Ten Celebration- 雙十節

The Double Ten Day celebrates the start of Wu Chang Uprising, which led to the collapse of Imperial Qing Manchu Dynasty. It gave birth a new Republic on January 1, 1912.

It is very important that Chinese including overseas Chinese should not forget this historic day. It liberated our forefathers from imperial masters.

It always makes me pleased to see a ROC flag and USA flag side by side on the buildings of New York Chinatown.

Song Of Hope By Thomas Hardy

SONG OF HOPE

O sweet To-morrow! -

After to-day

There will away

This sense of sorrow.

Then let us borrow

Hope, for a gleaming

Soon will be streaming,

Dimmed by no gray -

No gray!

While the winds wing us

Sighs from The Gone,

Nearer to dawn

Minute-beats bring us;

When there will sing us

Larks of a glory

Waiting our story

Further anon -

Anon!

Doff the black token,

Don the red shoon,

Right and retune

Viol-strings broken;

Null the words spoken

In speeches of rueing,

The night cloud is hueing,

To-morrow shines soon -

Shines soon!

Thomas Hardy

Invictus By William Ernest Henley

Invictus

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul.

William Ernest Henley

I am dedicating this poem to my cousin, Josie (SaiKyi). We all will be saying prayers for quick recovery. We love you and our hearts and thoughts will be with you. Cheer up!!!!

Risk-Only A Person Who Risks Is Truely Free

To laugh is to risk appearing a fool.
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
To reach out to another is to risk involvement.
To expose your feelings is to risk rejection.
To place your dreams before a crowd is to risk ridicule.
To love is to risk not being loved in return.

To go forward in the face of overwhelming odds is to risk failure.
To believe is to risk despair.
To try is to risk failure.
But risks must be taken,

Because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.
The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing.

He may avoid suffering and sorrow,
But he cannot learn, he cannot feel, he cannot change,
He cannot grow, he cannot love, he cannot live.
Chained by his certitudes, he is slave.
Only a person who risks is truly free.

Unknown

二胡-Erhu (My Favorite Chinese Instrument) and Chinese Music

江南春色 Spring scenery of Jiang-nan


费玉清(小哥): 月圆花好


Guqin- Wang Fei Mei Hua San Nong (Chinese Music)-王菲古琴李祥霆箫


Happy Mid-Autumn Festival(中秋節).

Mr Shameless Chen Shui Bian-陳水扁- (A Bian)

A shameless and corrupt former president Mr. Chen Shui Bian and his gangs are still roaming freely. Their days of freedom are numbered. Finally, the rules of law and good people of Republic of China (Taiwan, ROC) will catch up with their tricks and stolen funds from the Republic. D.P.P, Democratic Progressive Party (Chen’s party) and his die-hard supporters always maintain that “A Bian is innocent”. Mr. Chen Shui Bian and his gangs still maintain their innocents, and the transferred sums in Chen’s overseas accounts are treasury for Taiwan Independence. By now, most of his former or current supporters should wake up from his lies and hoaxes. His pro independence stand for Taiwan and pushing for Republic of Taiwan are pretext for his corrupt endeavors. Mr. Chen, his gangs of family and friends love money. They love MONEY, NOT TAIWAN.

I believe, Republic of China (Taiwan, ROC) will come across from this scandalous episode and economic slow downs. I also believe in President Ma and his cabinets to achieve their goals and good policies. We must trust them to steer away from these current bad atmospheres.

Peaceful Love

Peaceful Love
The flowers of the valley may wither.
The pleasure of lovers may fade away.
But, the love of parents will blossom forever.
Though other flowers and pleasure may decay.

The sun may go down,
When the night comes.
But, the love of parents will never be up and down,
With a changing time.

The gang of seas may dry up,
And the iron may melt in high heat.
But, the love of parents will never be used up,
As always keep us in warmth and peace.

BaKogi
1992

Love Is So Near

Love Is So Near

Lying on the grassy hill,
Holding my face up the bright sky,
Gazing at the moon,
Her beautiful face appears on the surface.

Sitting by the weeping willow,
Thinking of her sweet persona,
Yearning is as long as willow leaves,
I’m feeling void without her.

Separate by seas, oceans, plains and hills,
She is miles and miles away,
Yet, love is so near in our hearts,
Sleep tight through the night.

Let’s meet in our dreams and thoughts,
Light a candle for our Buddha Lord,
Pray, my love be back soon and sound,
Loving her for thousand years long.

BaKoGi

April 20 2007

传统汉族舞蹈《踏歌》Ta Ge-Tang Dynasty

君若天上云，侬似云中鸟。
相随相依，映日御风。

君若湖中水，侬似水心花。
相亲相恋，与月弄影。

人间缘何聚散，人间何有悲欢？
但愿与君长相守，莫作昙花一现。
If my lord you are the cloud, then I am the bird in the sky (clouds),
Both of us side by side, basking in the sunshine & wind.

If my lord you are the water in the lake, then I am the lotus flower in the water,
Loving each other, basking in the moonlight and shadows.

Why do fate (love) begins & ends in the world?
Why are there happiness & sadness in the world?

May (wish) I can be with my lord forever,
Even if I missed to be the flower that blossoms in the water for that moment..."

This Tang dynasty musical dance made me moved while I was watching live at the Xian Restaurant. I have been looking for it since I came back from China in June.

Illusion

Illusion
Once love that quivered inside my heart,
Now, was colder than your kiss,
That you sealed on my lips,
Before saying goodbye to me.

Once vows like the harp-strings,
That tied you and me, were broken,
When a note was forced to play,
That was beyond its power.

Once memories that dwelt in my heart,
Were vanished away,
By the present memories,
Like the age took away the youth.

Once Love, vows and memories,
Like a fire singing in the gold,
Were sweet beyond imagining,
Had gone away with times.

BaKoGi

05-31-1991

李商隱-Li ShangYin's Poem

无题
昨夜星辰昨夜风；画楼西畔桂堂东。
身无彩凤双飞翼，心有灵犀一点通。
隔座送钩春酒暖，分曹射覆蜡灯红。
嗟余听鼓应官去，走马兰台类转蓬。
The stars of last night and the wind of last night
Are west of the Painted Chamber and east of Cinnamon Hall.
Though I have for my body no wings like those of the bright- coloured phoenix,
Yet I feel the harmonious heart-beat of the Sacred Unicorn.
Across the spring-wine, while it warms me, I prompt you how to bet
Where, group by group, we are throwing dice in the light of a crimson lamp;
Till the rolling of a drum, alas, calls me to my duties
And I mount my horse and ride away, like a water-plant cut adrift.

竹田の子守唄 (Takeda No Komoriuta)

竹田の子守唄(Takeda No Komoriuta)


竹田子守唄-倍償千惠子
守(も)りもいやがる　盆(ぼん)から先(さき)にゃ
雪(ゆき)もちらつくし　子(こ)も泣(のな)くし　
盆(ぼん)が来(き)たとて　なにうれしかろ
帷(かた)子(びら)はなし　帯(おび)はなし　
この子(こ)よう泣(のな)く　守(も)りをばいじる
守(も)りも一(いち)日(ひち)　やせるやら　　　　　
はよもゆきたや　この在(さい)所(しょう)こえて
むこうに見(み)えるは　親(こや)のうち　
むこうに見(み)えるは　親(こや)のうち　

Mori mo iyagaru Bon kara saki nya

Yuki mo chiratsukushi Ko mo nakushi

Bon ga kita to te Nani ureshikaro

Katabira wa nashi Obi wa nashi

Kono ko you naku Mori wo baijiru

Mori mo ichinichi Yaseru yara

Hayo mo ikita ya Kono sato koete

Mukou ni mieru wa Oya no uchi

Mukou ni mieru wa Oya no uchi

This song is one of my favorite Japanese songs and the theme song of "Seven Nights in Japan". In the romantic drama Seven Nights in Japan, Michael York plays Prince George, the fictional heir to the British throne, a British navy officer. On shore leave in Japan, he meets Somi, a Japanese tour bus guide (Hidemi Aoki), and they have a brief romance.

娘心(Mother's Heart)-邓丽君(Teresa Teng)

娘心(Mother's Heart)-邓丽君(Teresa Teng)
娘心 - 鄧麗君
曲︰大島ASAE
詞︰林煌坤
編︰渡邊茂樹

＊迎著風霜　腳步淒涼　浪子在異鄉
受盡創傷　歷盡滄桑　想起我的娘
娘心如綿　體貼我身　帶給我溫暖
我要回到你身旁

＃不再放蕩　不再流浪　我要回家鄉
重新做人　重新做事　安慰我的娘
娘心如月　照亮我身　使我不徬徨
也會使我更堅強
重唱　＊,＃

Braving the wind and frost, forlornness,
Miserable prodigal son in the foreign land,
Having been suffered in the extreme of adversities,
I remember my mother.
Mom’s heart is soft, caring, and warm.
I have returned to your side.

No longer will I roam or wander about,
I have to return home,
To turn over a new leaf, to start all over again,
To comfort my mother.
Mom’s heart is bright like the Moon.
It illuminates my entire life, steadies my way.
She makes me stronger.

お前に惚れた(Omaeni Horeta)-美空ひばり(Misora Hibari)

お前に惚れた　Omaeni Horeta　美空ひばり

Help Me, Let Her Know

Help Me, Let Her Know

The holy and kind Buddha,
Please help me, let her know that
How much I love her.

The beam of the lamp post,
Please help me, let her know that
How much I care for her.

The beautiful voices of singing birds,
Please help me, let her know that
How much I miss her.

The whispering of the nice breeze,
Please help me, let her know that
How much I cherish her.

BaKoGi(01/1991)

Faded Flower

Faded Flower

A flower with pleasant scent,
Desiccate in the hot sun,
Wither without rain,
A rare beauty in the plain.

A beautiful flower never dies,
Her fragrance only fades away,
Though her pedals look pale,
Vivid color still remains.

A Faded love never grows old,
Make a night glow,
Weather changing seasons,
Love without rhyme or reason.

BaKoGi

PuDong International Airport, Shanghai

The UA 836 flight to Chicago was delayed for 2 hours. I feel a kind of happy to fly back home, and I feel sad to leave China as there are a lot more to see and learn.

I could not go on blogger page and update during the trip. I did not know why. But, I will update when I get home.

See you.

First Night In Beijing

New Beijing International Airport

Our flight was delayed for 2 hours and a half at Washington DC, Dellus Airport. We finally landed to Beijing Airport just before 5 pm. We went through immigration counter and customs counter in order and took a monorail to claim our luggage. A thunderous rain welcomed us when we stepped out of Beijing airport. The traffic was heavy because of rain and 5 pm after office traffic. The guide brought us to a restaurant to have dinner. The guide helped us to check into Beijing Asia Hotel on Xinzhong Xijie Road.

Flying over Northpole Enroute to Beijing, China

Northpole can be seen from the window of our flight UA 897, from Washington DC, Dellus International Airport enrouth to Beijing, China.

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep By Mary Frye

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am the song that will never end.
I am the love of family and friend.
I am the child who has come to rest
In the arms of the Fatherwho knows him best.
When you see the sunset fair,
I am the scented evening air.
I am the joy of a task well done.
I am the glow of the setting sun.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!

Mary E. Frye (1904-2004)

香港艺人协会四川地震赈灾歌曲《承诺》现场版

An Upbraiding By Thomas Hardy

An Upbraiding

Now I am dead you sing to me
The Songs we used to know,
But while I lived you had no wish
Or care for doing so.

Now I am dead you come to me
In the moonlight, comfortless;
Ah, what would I have given alive
To win such tenderness!

When you are dead, and stand to me
Not differenced, as now,
But like again, will you be cold
As when we lived, or how?

Thomas Hardy

Love Of Home

Love of Home
My thoughts of kind
Home had jammed up
In my mind,
As the train sped up.

Left-by hazy mountains,
Paddy fields and green trees,
Coming along with the ever yearning,
Memories of my dear, thee.

The fresh wind,
Is not like in the downtown,
Caresses my face while my mind,
Drifted to my home town.

Many fields are full of green,
And filled with water,
Working farmers in the green,
As my longing thoughts nested in my heart center.

Though my feet walked out of home,
My heart remained at home.
Now, I deeply understand the love of home,
And home sweet home.

BaKoGi

(On the Express train between Bangkok and Hat Yai)

(On the 7th day leaving Burma for the first time)

For You

For You
Tick, tick, tick, tick and tick.....,
The clock struck ten.
Yet, you haven't back home,
My worries overwhelmed,
So tense in my heart,
Made me numb in all parts.

Walking up and down,
Feeling all were wrong.
Sipping and sipping strong tea,
Thinking it would make me glee.
But, insanity alone I did get.
For you, I didn't have a heart to neglect.

Watching the clock all the time.
Could not hear of its chime.
All my senses had lost.
I called you up again, God!
I was on top of the world,
When I heard your voice and words.

BaKoGi

President of Republic Of China, Ma Ying Jeou

Salute to President Ma Ying Jeou,

12th President of Republic of China.
Long live democracy. Long live Republic of China.

A new era has began.

Peace, Progress and Prosperity

Based on Honesty and Intergrity lead to

Greater Freedom and Democracy.

Taiwan, Are You Ready?

Are You Ready?
Friend, are you ready?
It’s May 19 already.
Tomorrow is going to be,
Celebration for you and me.

Friend, are you ready?
Ma Ying Jeou is going to be,
Consistent and persistent,
12th ROC President.

Friend, are you ready?
Economic woes to heal,
Unity for real,
Peace and Progress across the sea.

Friend, are you ready?
Taiwan, are you ready?
Tomorrow will be a new day.
Prosperity is on it's way.

BaKoGi

In Remembrance Of Victims

In Remembrance of the victims of

Burma Cyclone and China Earthquake

May Buddha Bless People of Burma and China.

Goodbye Ah Bian

Ah Bian can do this.
Ah Bian can do that.
Like a four years old kid,
Naming own name like an annoying spoilt brat.

Ah Bian can talk.
Ah Bian can walk.
Like a forty years old baby,
A tortoise shell without its body.

How would you answer your forefathers?
How would you answer to old soldiers,
Who fought a bloody war and sacrifice their families and lives?
Under the Strait, their remains were still laid.

How would you secure peace, security and prosperity?
Fight for a free and an equal Chinese society.
Demand Mainland be democratic.
Engage and negotiate without rhetoric.

Can Ah Bian be serious and visionary?
Ah Bian is for reversionary.
Divide and rule between Mainlanders and Islanders.
Once...our forefathers were Mainlanders.
For the present and future daughters and sons,
National father always be (Another Mainlander) Dr Sun Zhongshan.

BaKoGi

This is not going to be difficult to say goodbye to the most underperformed president and the corrupt president.

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Yet To Come

Yet To Come
When I close my eyes tonight,
I think of what we have; love.
That's so bright,
Like a diamond in the sky.

When I'm walking in the rain,
I think of you;
Who held my arm tightly,
Like you would never let me go.

When I'm feeling blue,
I think of you;
Who caressed me,
Like the wind.

When I behold the sunset,
I think of you;
Who kissed of the tears from my eyes,
As you whispered, this was not goodbye.

When you're out of my reach,
I think of you;
Who made my life worthwhile,
Like I never felt before.

But love, our best days are yet to come.
True love will last,
True love will shine,
To make our days again.

BaKoGi

Inspired by music of Smokie

Happy Birthday To Our Uncle Peter

Our beloved uncle Peter's (SuiSui) birthday will be tomorrow. May SuiSui be happy, healthy and peaceful year....and always. Happy Birthday, SuiSui.

The Rose Of A Gardener

The Rose Of A Gardener
A Rose top on the stem,
With full of blossom,
Swinging gaily in its self-esteem,
Under the kind sun.

Queen of the beauty,
With tenderness inside its heart,
Living happily with friends of honesty,
In a sunny park.

On one rainy day,
An evil hand plucked the rose,
And crushed it in a lust way,
On the ground, it was tossed.

The affectionate gardener, me
Tears in my heart,
What would the deserted rose's life be?
I put it round forever in my heart.

BaKoGi

HuangMei Opera Music From The Kingdom and The Beauty

Hsi Feng (Xi Feng) - Teresa Teng & Paula Tsui

This Huangmei Music was one of the most famous songs of The Kingdom and The Beauty (江山美人) movie, which was 1959 movie from Hong Kong. The Kingdom and The Beauty (江山美人) is also one of my favorite Chinese movies.

This music video was sung by Teresa Teng and Paula Tusi. This song was a Chinese Classic, and both singers were legends. Teresa Teng passed away in 1995. Paula Tsui is still famous and popular in Hong Kong.

Facing The Music At The Tea Shop

You are going to see tea shops in every street or every corner of the Capital of Burma, Rangoon. The tea shop is the place to meet friends and have small talks or discuss politics, and business matters over milky hot, rich in sweet (Mildly sweet or mildly sweet and strong) tea. I used to sit at the tea shop with friends and English tuition teacher after 2 hours class every weekday. The group used to sit at the KhaYaGi (Big Kettle) in 37Th street, Rangoon, which was located next to my future wife's house. The group would continue to discuss about the topics, which were being went through in the class and had open discussions within a handful of friends and teacher. That group discussion had brought our group closer to each other, and helped better understanding of poems and language.

I also went out for late tea shop trips (sometimes at Sit Kaung aka Real Good) with a close friend and a university classmate, Ye Win Aung. We would sit at the tea shop next to SaBalOo (First Jasmine Recording) music producer and recording company. The SaBalOo recording company would play soon to be released singers' music (Singers like Soe Lwin Lwin, Khine Htoo, Chit Kaung, and Htoo Htoo) on the boom box. We would have a blast. We would rate the music and lyrics. Once more, How much I miss the good times, carefree younger years by facing the music with a cup of sweet tea.

April Snow

April Snow

April snow,

Drop little bit more.

Untimely, but lovely,

Flake is white and fluffy.

Pure and bright on the sidewalk,

Holding my face up, as I walk,

Pray that it does not melt away,

As I still have to walk a long way.

Teenaged first love,

Rebel like the caged doves,

Untimely fallen head over heel.

Love is so strong and so high.

Yet love is so fragile.

This feeling has nothing to compare.

Promise me so,

It will not melt like April Snow.

BaKoGi

April 19-20, 2006

April 2006 inspired me to write this poem.

Poems by Rabindranath Tagore from Gardener

33.
I love you, beloved. Forgive me my love.
Like a bird losing its way I am caught.
When my heart was shaken it lost its veil and was naked.
Cover it with pity, beloved, and forgive me my love.

If you cannot love me, beloved, forgive me my pain.
Do not look askance at me from afar.
I will steal back to my corner and sit in the dark.
With both hands I will cover my naked shame.
Turn your face from me, beloved, and forgive me my pain.

If you love me, beloved, forgive me my joy.
When my heart is borne away by the flood of happiness, do not smile at my perilous abandonment.
When I sit on my throne and rule you with my tyranny of love,
when like a goddess I grant you my favour, bear with my pride, beloved, and forgive me my joy.

34.
Do not go, my love, without asking my leave.
I have watched all night, and now my eyes are heavy with sleep.
I fear lest I lose you when I am sleeping.
Do not go, my love, without asking my leave.
I start up and stretch my hands to touch you.
I ask myself, "Is it a dream?"Could I but entangle your feet with my heart and hold them fast to my breast!
Do not go, my love, without asking my leave.

41.
I long to speak the deepest words I have to say to you; but I dare not, for fear you should laugh.
That is why I laugh at myself and shatter my secret in jest.
I make light of my pain, afraid you should do so.

I long to tell you the truest words I have to say to you; but I dare not, being afraid that you would not believe them.
That is why I disguise them in untruth, saying the contrary of what I mean.
I make my pain appear absurd, afraid that you should do so.

I long to use the most precious words I have for you; but I dare not, fearing I should not be paid with like value.
That is why I gave you hard names and boast of my callous strength.
I hurt you, for fear you should never know any pain.

I long to sit silent by you; but I dare not lest my heart come out at my lips.
That is why I prattle and chatter lightly and hide my heart behind words.
I rudely handle my pain, for fear you should do so.

I long to go away from your side; but I dare not, for fear my cowardice should become known to you.
That is why I hold my head high and carelessly come into your presence.
Constant thrusts from your eyes keep my pain fresh forever.

51.
Then finish the last song and let us leave.
Forget this night when the night is no more.
Whom do I try to clasp in my arms?
Dreams can never be made captive.
My eager hands press emptiness to my heart and it bruises my breast.

Rabindranath Tagore from Gardener

Remember Me

REMEMBER ME

Remember me,

When I go afar,

Where the yonder place be,

We will not see each other again.

Remember the time,

When we are together.

Laughing together like bell's chime,

Which will remain in my heart forever.

Remember me, dear,

When I am not by your side anymore.

The one, who makes you shed tears,

But I, who really want you happy forever more.

Remember me,

When I am very far away.

Who's the one, loves, cares and respects you be?

For you, they will never sway.

Remember me,

When I am out of your sight.

Though how naughty I can be,

But love and care me tight.

BaKoGi

One Of My Favorite Songs of Teresa Tseng ~ 鄧麗君~~無奈

鄧麗君~~無奈

One of my cousins gave me a Teresa Teng's CD when I visited Taiwan in 2005. One of the songs is this beautiful song, 無奈. Teresa recorded this song in 1985. It got lost at that time, only to be discovered 20 years later by chance (As per stunningnuts on youtube.com ). I have never heard of this song before then. I like it very much, and hope you like it too.

我本來打算離你遠去　從此不再提起你

看著你一臉茫然　眼眶是淚滴

我無能為力

心中的無奈　像一根線

牽絆著我還有你

我實在實在　沒有勇氣

來拋下這情意

這一刻雖然默默無語　但是我心在哭泣

求求你不要問我　為什麼淒淒

我無法回答你

也許有一天　我離開你

請相信是不得已

我心中心中　有個秘密

卻無法告訴你

我青梅竹馬童年伴侶　如今又與我相聚

我們倆從前有過　愛情的默契

今生要在一起

這一份無奈　隱藏心底

該選擇他還是你你

教我教我　怎麼處理

這三角的難題

你教我教我　怎麼處理

這三角的難題

I only understood some parts of the song. I got the full meaning from my betterhalf.

Come Away With Flying Horse

Come Across With Flying Horse

Rob our worldly possessions,

Slay us for my convictions.

Never cease our souls,

Love forever more.

Come across with flying horse,

To hold your hands again,

To kiss your tears away,

To be free from this bondage of fear.

Grant our freedom to love,

Break the wall that divides us,

Bridge the strait that separates us,

Bend the arrows that pointing us.

Only Love and Freedom matter.

Let's be family under the same roof.

Our flesh and blood as a proof.

Pledge our vows to love till the end.

BaKoGi

Give peace a chance. Put aside the differences, and work on common interests for win-win situation. Keep dialogues open. Enough with useless rhetorics. Let common loves prevail.

Long live R.O.C.

A Tribute to Burmese Song Singer, Sai Htee Seing

"Childhood" aka "A Lost Heaven" by Sai Htee Seing

One of our (My wife, brother & sister) favorite Burmese Singers, Sai Htee Seing passed away last Sunday, 9 March 2008. We grew up with his beautiful songs. We would sing along whenever we played his tapes. I especially remembered one evening, which our beloved uncle Peter taught one of his songs, A Lost Heaven (aka) Childhood. Most of his songs were composed by Dr. Sai Khun Lak with deep meanings for love, political and social issues with lovely lyrics. Sai Htee Seing sang those songs beautifully with nostalgic vocal accent.
I was lucky enough to know him through my uncle in the late 80s. I was at the May Studio for his recordings with my uncle, and went out and about with shopping for his wife at Rangoon Scott Market. The man was very simple comparing to his famous stature. Ko Htee had no airs of who he was, and was very much like normal guy. We are saddened by his passing and we will always remember the good times and memories, which his songs bring us to this day.
Rest in peace, Ko Htee. There’ll never be a lost heaven for you because you are in Heaven now.

"Salween River" by Sai Htee Seing

Queen of Japanese Enka, Hibari Misora

I love to listen old Japanese songs since I was young. Hibari Misora is my favorite. She still was the best Enka singer although her untimely death on 24 June 1989.

Like a saying goes; music is a universal language.

川の流れのように

Shirazu shirazu aruitekita hosoku nagai kono michi

-Unknowingly I came sauntering into this narrow and long country road.

Furikaereba haruka tooku furusato ga mieru

- If I looked back I could see my home town in the distance.
Dekoboko michi ya magarikunetta michiChizu sae nai soremo mata jinsei

- Roads here are bumpy and winding. I am clueless without even a map. These also are like life. (Bumpy, winding and clueless)
Aa kawa no nagare no youni

- O Like the flow of a river,

yuruyaka ni ikutsu mo jidai wa sugite

- many ages have quietly passed by.

Aa kawa no nagare no youniTomedonaku sora ga tasogare ni somaru dake

- O Like the flow of a river,the sky would day after day color the horizon only at sunset.
Ikiru koto wa tabisuru koto

- Life is but a journey.

owari no nai kono michi aisuru hito soba ni tsurete yume sagashinagara

- Taking my beloved by my side, I walk this endless road searching for our dream.

Ame ni furarete nukarunda michi demo itsuka wa mata hareru hi ga kuru kara

- Despite the fact that the roads were made muddy by the rain, I am confident that sunny day would return some day.
Aa kawa no nagare no youniodayaka ni kono mi wo makaseteitai

- O Like the flow of a river,I wish to peacefully give myself in to this place,

Aa kawa no nagare no youniutsuriyuku kisetsu yukidoke wo machinagara

- O like the flow of a river,awaiting the thawing of the snow when the season changes
Aa kawa no nagare no youniodayaka ni kono mi wo makaseteitai

- O Like the flow of a river,I wish to peacefully give myself in to this place,

Aa kawa no nagare no youniitsumademo aoi seseragi wo kikinagara

- O like the flow of a river, forever listening to the murmuring blue stream.

柔Ｙａｗａｒａ美空ひばりＭｉｓｏｒａ Ｈｉｂａｒｉ


港町十三番地 (Hibari Misora & Saburou Kitajima)



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Brother's Birthday

Aiku
Aiku, Aiku....
Your smiling baby's picture is cute, cute, cute.
May your bright future come true, true, true...
Happy Birthday!

BaKoGi

Luyou and Tangwan

The classical story revolves around the lives of the patriotic poet of the Southern Song dynasy, Lu You (1125-1210) and his first wife, his cousin Tang Wan. The couple loved each other profoundly but were forced to separate by Lu You's mother. For some time after their divorce, they met secretly, and Lu You intentionally failed the civil service examinations to avoid taking an official position in another city. Lu You's mother was able to break up the relationship, and Lu You later served as an official in distant locations. Tang Wan remarried a member of the imperial family, and Lu You remarried a woman né Wang. A decade later, the lovers encountered each other at the Shen Garden, outside the city. Lu You composed a poem about their passion love in the song-lyric (ci) format and inscribed it on the garden wall. Tang Wan responded in a poem of the same title and eventually died of a broken heart.

This story reminds me of writing on the trees or bamboo tree for unspoken feelings when we were young. I like these two poems, although I can not read Chinese. I discover these two poems from some reading on the internet. Enjoy!

“钗头凤”·南宋 陆游
红酥手，黄藤酒，满城春色宫墙柳。
东风恶，欢情薄，一怀愁绪，几年离索。错、错、错！
春如旧，人空瘦，泪痕红邑鲛绡透。
桃花落，闲池阁。山盟虽在，锦书难托。莫、莫、莫！

Hands of a delicate tint

Pour golden wine

The city all in spring, and she,

the willow behide the palace wall

And east wind, full of malice

Brought thin joy and a skein of sorrows.

Years of separation.

Wrong, wrong, wrong

Spring still spring

It's we, without reason, waste away

Tears streak rough, stain silks

Peach blossoms fall

Your room by the pond, empty .

What good our vows have stood like mountains?

With even letters barred.

And nothing, nothing, nothing

Her Reply:

「釵頭鳳」·唐婉
世情薄，人情惡，雨送黃昏花易落。
曉風乾，淚痕殘，欲箋心事，獨語斜闌，難！難！難！
人成各，今非昨，病魂長似鞦韆索。
角聲寒，夜闌珊，怕人尋問，咽淚裝歡，瞞！瞞！瞞！

Vicious humans in the harsh world,
The dusk falls with rain and the flowers are easily withered and faded away,
The wind blows drying the tears,
Thoughts is too much to be written down
It is so difficult to tell, so difficult to tell.

We change as time goes on,
The ill soul is just like the motion of swing.
The cold unfeeling sound of clarion, the night comes to an end
Swallowing my tears I pretend to be happy,
so no one would notice my feeling and question me.

Hiding my feeling, Trying hard to hide it.

Erhu

Spring of South River

Erhu is my favourite musical instrument. One night in Singapore, after diner with one of my best friends, Win Hlaing (Lim), I came across a group of senior citizens, playing Erhu and some other Chinese Music instruments in the playground pavilion near Singapore HDB (Housing Development Board) foods center. I never forget the music of that night, especially Erhu.

I often listen Erhu music since then. The music brings me to the places, where I have never been to. I could imagine and float in the soft music as if I was somewhere, beautiful and serene places in China. Music of Erhu evokes the appreciation of my heritage and culture. I would like to learn to play Erhu and have me reconnected to my roots.

The Erhu musician is Yu Hongmei. You can find her on http://yuhongmei.com/.

Enjoy!



A Flower

Chinese New Year

Reunion Without Reunion
This is our New Year Carnival.
Let's celebrate the spring festival,
Let's sweep the floor,
Let's clean the doors,
Let's paint the room,
Let's decorate the home.

This is our Lunar New Year.
Let's have a reunion dinner,
Let's buy the meats and fishes,
Let's prepare the dishes,
Let's wash the vegetable,
Let's make the table.

We are in New York.
My feelings are split like a fork.
Family members are in Asia.
How could I be in pleasure?
Grandparents are in Heaven.
Like Adam's Reunion dinner without Eve in Eden.

Drinking without quench.
Are we in the same Bunch?
Celebration without happiness.
Are we feeling the same loneliness?
Reunion dinner without reunion.
At least, we are in union.

BaKoGi

Happy Anniversary

Reasons to ......
Too thin?
Too fat?
You're still my lovely wife.
Too short?
Not too tall?
I'm still your better-half.
Too little?
Too much?
My humble love is still shining bright.

BaKoGi

Years of anniversary have gone by. Years of loving one another have made a bond of understanding and caring. This is our 11th year of honeymoon. May our 100th year of honeymoon be as sweet as now.

Too Beautiful To Put Into Words

What's there to write?,
When the day is beautiful with the bright day-light,
Where birds are on their wings,
Why the kite's flying high under the light wind,
How would I express myself on this page,
How much I think of you near this beautiful lake.

BaKoGi

Teresa Teng's Birthday January 29, 1953

Teresa Teng, January 29, 1953 - May 8, 1995

I heard her beautiful voice for the very first time on my uncle's wedding ceremony in 1979. Her songs were played on the boombox in the wedding hall. I was mesmerized by her clear and sweet vocal. I did not understand songs' lyrics. I did not know who the singer was. I found out later that she was from Taiwan, a daughter of a KMT soldier and her parents were from China. I got two tapes from my uncle before I went back to my town. I always played two tapes of Teresa Teng. I still remembered asking my mother to play her tapes when I was sick and laid on the bed.

She still is irreplaceable Teresa Teng. Her songs and her graceful image live on forever in my heart.