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Cikala Le Pongpong Song writer : Daulat Padang /Indonesia Re arr : Ken Steven Choir :

Yeay🎉 congrats!!! Congrats Ken Steven

Bendigedig!

Brilliant 👏

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Возрадуйтесь, соседи, едет к нам весна, Отступили темнота и стужа. А деревья облачились под тёплые лучи. Грянем зажигательно и дружно: Восхвалим настоящее! А лучшее наступит, аллилуйя! Лиху пору переждём, денег гору наживём, - Приметы все на это указуют. Фудлала, фудлала Фу ла ла ла ла ла ла Малиновка мала, да песню завела Из папоротника петух ей вторит. Рой лягушек, сонмы ос - кто-то в лад, а кто вразброс - Отовсюду подпевают хором: Восхвалим настоящее! А лучшее наступит, аллилуйя! Лиху пору переждём, денег гору наживём, - Приметы все на это указуют. Фудлала, фудлала Фу ла ла ла ла ла ла Да поведёт само нас, нескончаемо, Хоровода резвое движенье. И красавицы толпой впустят в город золотой, Где царит мирское наслажденье. Восхвалим настоящее! А лучшее наступит, аллилуйя! Лиху пору переждём, денег гору наживём, - Приметы все на это указуют. Фудлала, фудлала Фу ла ла ла ла ла ла Ответить

There’s a story behind the song, “Y Darlun,”. Translated it means, “The Picture.” The story is that, during the 15th century, a family of 18 called the Durers lived near Nuremberg Germany. They were relatively poor, but two sons, Albrecht and Albert, wanted to attend The Academy of Arts for four years. The toss of a coin decided that Albrecht would go, while Albert would work in the nearby mines; after which they would exchange roles. Albrecht became very successful with his etchings, woodcuts and oils and earned large commissions for his works. When he returned home the family feasted, and he toasted his brother Albert, and said, “ it is now your turn to attend the Academy and follow your dreams.” Albert replied with tears in his eyes, “no it’s too late for me. Look at what the mines have done to my hands in four years. I can’t even raise a glass to respond to your toast, let alone make delicate lines on parchment or canvas with a brush or pen.” So to pay homage to Albert, Albrecht made a drawing of his brother’s abused hands with palms together and fingers stretched upwards, He called this powerful drawing, “Hands,” but the world opened their hearts to the great masterpiece and renamed his tribute of love, “The Praying Hands.” Most people are familiar with it as copies can be found all over the world. The composer of “Y Darlun,” relates his experience of having it hanging next to his bed, and every morning when he wakes up, feels prayer emanating from the picture, although he cannot hear it. Sally Evans Lewis.

Beautiful!

Ardderchog

I loved your rendition of "Fairy Penguins". We have them here in Victoria, Australia. Only joking!. This lovely song took me back to when my Welsh father, now passed on, sang around the house. Thank-you. From Australia.

As a Hungarian, I do appreciate this a lot.

Blooody marvelous , da iawn ni xxxx

Excellent rendition, the gentlemen must have had a pretty good grasp of the meaning of the text because I can see the excitement and soul just as well as if a hungarian choir sung it! Thank you.

They look like a bunch of well-scrubbed coalminers. I have heard better versions of this yes beautiful Welsh carol. These versions included women... #justsaying

You're fantastic, thank you! Köszönjük! :)

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Hello mr saer

Wow, it must have required huge efforts to develop such a great pronunciation! Kudos from Hungary :)

A Welsh choir singing a Hungarian song; you could say they are Wel-Hung!

Amazed to find a Welsh choir singing this! Congrats! You have really nice pronunciation of the Hungarian text over there.