I kinda have felt like a lot of Danny's film compositions recently have been lacking, but this album is amazing. Glad I found out about it. Didn't know he had done anything outside of the compositions after Boingo ended.
Letra Danny Elfman Serenada Schizophrana V I Forget Pensamiento tuve pero pronto extravié. Pregunto aquí y allá en dónde lo dejé. Ni por aquí, ni por acá... Ni por allí, ni por allá... Ni en el jardín, ni en el desván. ¿Por dónde es que se irá? ¿En dónde está? No sé, no sé... ¿Lo habré dejado en el café? ¿En un papel? ¿En la fuente? ¿Con la moneda que aventé? ¿Se fue nadando con un pez? Mi perro quizás lo llevó oculto tras su hueso. Olfateo secreto el jardín, ¿será que lo enterró? Ni por aquí, ni por acá, ni por allá... Yo busco allí, yo busco allá, y nada... Y uno y dos y me olvidé... ¡La astucia se me fue! ¡Mi historia se borró otra vez! No hay hoy ni nunca ni después... Se desvanece mi razón en un tazón de azúcar. Mi alma se convierte en sal adentro de un cajón. Estoy en una nube que sube, sube, y sube... Y nunca más se detendrá -¡Se va!-, y vuela sobre la ciudad -¡Se va!-. ¡Oh, sensación! La inspiración en este instante va llegando. Fascinación y distracción, ¿dime de qué estaba yo hablando? Voy por aquí, voy por acá, voy por allí, voy por allá... Lo busco en la cocina, en botes de basura, adentro de un zapato, hundido en el sofá. Mi vida y mi razón de incógnito están. Busco bajo el mantel, adentro de un pan, escritos en papel que hace tiempo boté. De adorno en un pastel... ¡En una lavadora! Mi genio se me fue, mi idea se escapó ¿Cómo? ¿Cómo? Mi plan se me olvidó, mi historia se ha perdido. ¿Cómo? ¿Cómo? Mi pensamiento se metió adentro de una lata. Entre una almohada y el colchón, mi sueño se atascó. Ni por aquí, ni por acá, ni por allá... Yo busco ahí, yo busco allá y nada. Nadando están en el café, bailando en la pared, Saltando dentro de una red. O en un jabón, o en un jarrón, o en un balcón, o en el jardín, o en el salón, o entre la sal, o en un cajón... ¿En dónde está? ¿A dónde fue... mi vida? Mi pensamiento se metió adentro de una lata, se desvanece mi razón... ¿En dónde, en dónde está? Ni por aquí, ni por acá, ni más allá. ¡Ah!
Found the lyrics on lyricwikia: I had a thought that rapidly I lost, I ask here and there, Where did I leave it? Not here, not there, Not there or over there, Not in the garden nor in the attic, Where could it have gonne? Where did it go? Don't know, don't know, Could I have left it at the café? On a paper, in the fountain With the coin I threw in? Did it go swimming with a fish? My dog perhaps carried it off, hidden behind his bone. I sniff the garden secretly - could it be buried there? Not here, not there, not over there, I look there, I look here, and nothing, ah ... A-one, a-two, and a-forgot, My cleverness has left. My story is erased again, There is no today, nor never, nor afterward, There is no today, nor never, nor afterward... My reasoning fades out inside a cup of sugar, My soul is turning into salt inside a drawer. I am riding on a cloud that rises, rises, and rises, And it will never stop; it leaves It flies above the city; it leaves ... O sensation! an inspiration Is just this moment coming to me! Fascination and distraction - Tell me what I was talking about? I go here, I go over there, I go there, I go over here, With a black crow that is chasing me. Ah! I'm looking in the kitchen, in the garbage cans, Inside a shoe, sunken in the sofa, My life and reason going incognito are. I look under the tablecloth, in a loaf of bread, On scribbles on paper long ago thrown away, Decorations on cake, in the washing machine. My genius is gone, my idea escaped, I have forgotten my plan, my story is lost. How, how? My thoughts have moved into a tin can. Between pillow and mattress My dream has gotten stuck. Not here, nor there, nor over there, I look there, and there, and nothing ... They are swimming in the coffee, Dancing on the wall, Jumping around in a net Or in the soap, or in a vase, Or a balcony, or in the garden, Or in the hall, or among the salt, Or in a drawer, where is it, Where did it go... my life?. My thoughts have moved into a tin can. My reasoning is fading... into where, into where is ... Solo and chorus Not here, nor there, nor anywhere. Ah!
im in color guard and were doing winter guard and were doing this song, its looking really good. i will recorded our show and i will post it onto this comment. I LOVE THIS SONG.
I didn't know Danny knew Spanish. He says he has a hard time learning another language yet he wrote a song half in French before and he lives in SoCal and nearly everyone knows at least a little Spanish here.
@GreyxRose “We know that the nature of genius is to provide idiots with ideas twenty years later.” (Louis Aragon) And when it comes to nibbling this Music - as of yet our generation is a babe in the woods.;-)
Wow. I remember playing this in high school and those temple blocks just instantly sent me back. "Where has it gone... my life," indeed!
This is what I hear whenever I’m in a stressful situation
After many years this keep as one of my favourite songs
I kinda have felt like a lot of Danny's film compositions recently have been lacking, but this album is amazing. Glad I found out about it. Didn't know he had done anything outside of the compositions after Boingo ended.
Letra
Danny Elfman Serenada Schizophrana V I Forget
Pensamiento tuve
pero pronto extravié.
Pregunto aquí y allá
en dónde lo dejé.
Ni por aquí, ni por acá...
Ni por allí, ni por allá...
Ni en el jardín, ni en el desván.
¿Por dónde es que se irá?
¿En dónde está?
No sé, no sé...
¿Lo habré dejado en el café?
¿En un papel? ¿En la fuente?
¿Con la moneda que aventé?
¿Se fue nadando con un pez?
Mi perro quizás lo llevó
oculto tras su hueso.
Olfateo secreto el jardín,
¿será que lo enterró?
Ni por aquí, ni por acá, ni por allá...
Yo busco allí, yo busco allá, y nada...
Y uno y dos y me olvidé...
¡La astucia se me fue!
¡Mi historia se borró otra vez!
No hay hoy ni nunca ni después...
Se desvanece mi razón
en un tazón de azúcar.
Mi alma se convierte en sal
adentro de un cajón.
Estoy en una nube
que sube, sube, y sube...
Y nunca más se detendrá
-¡Se va!-,
y vuela sobre la ciudad
-¡Se va!-.
¡Oh, sensación! La inspiración
en este instante va llegando.
Fascinación y distracción,
¿dime de qué
estaba yo hablando?
Voy por aquí, voy por acá,
voy por allí, voy por allá...
Lo busco en la cocina,
en botes de basura,
adentro de un zapato,
hundido en el sofá.
Mi vida y mi razón
de incógnito están.
Busco bajo el mantel,
adentro de un pan,
escritos en papel
que hace tiempo boté.
De adorno en un pastel...
¡En una lavadora!
Mi genio se me fue,
mi idea se escapó
¿Cómo? ¿Cómo?
Mi plan se me olvidó,
mi historia se ha perdido.
¿Cómo? ¿Cómo?
Mi pensamiento se metió
adentro de una lata.
Entre una almohada y el colchón,
mi sueño se atascó.
Ni por aquí, ni por acá, ni por allá...
Yo busco ahí, yo busco allá
y nada.
Nadando están en el café,
bailando en la pared,
Saltando dentro de una red.
O en un jabón,
o en un jarrón,
o en un balcón,
o en el jardín,
o en el salón,
o entre la sal,
o en un cajón...
¿En dónde está?
¿A dónde fue... mi vida?
Mi pensamiento se metió
adentro de una lata,
se desvanece mi razón...
¿En dónde, en dónde está?
Ni por aquí, ni por acá, ni más allá. ¡Ah!
My favorite on this album.
Found the lyrics on lyricwikia:
I had a thought that rapidly I lost,
I ask here and there,
Where did I leave it?
Not here, not there,
Not there or over there,
Not in the garden nor in the attic,
Where could it have gonne?
Where did it go?
Don't know, don't know,
Could I have left it at the café?
On a paper, in the fountain
With the coin I threw in?
Did it go swimming with a fish?
My dog perhaps carried it off, hidden behind his bone.
I sniff the garden secretly - could it be buried there?
Not here, not there, not over there,
I look there, I look here, and nothing, ah ...
A-one, a-two, and a-forgot,
My cleverness has left.
My story is erased again,
There is no today, nor never, nor afterward,
There is no today, nor never, nor afterward...
My reasoning fades out inside a cup of sugar,
My soul is turning into salt inside a drawer.
I am riding on a cloud that rises, rises, and rises,
And it will never stop; it leaves
It flies above the city; it leaves ...
O sensation! an inspiration
Is just this moment coming to me!
Fascination and distraction -
Tell me what I was talking about?
I go here, I go over there,
I go there, I go over here,
With a black crow that is chasing me. Ah!
I'm looking in the kitchen, in the garbage cans,
Inside a shoe, sunken in the sofa,
My life and reason going incognito are. I look under the tablecloth, in a loaf of bread,
On scribbles on paper long ago thrown away,
Decorations on cake, in the washing machine.
My genius is gone, my idea escaped,
I have forgotten my plan, my story is lost.
How, how?
My thoughts have moved into a tin can.
Between pillow and mattress
My dream has gotten stuck.
Not here, nor there, nor over there,
I look there, and there, and nothing ...
They are swimming in the coffee,
Dancing on the wall,
Jumping around in a net
Or in the soap, or in a vase,
Or a balcony, or in the garden,
Or in the hall, or among the salt,
Or in a drawer, where is it,
Where did it go... my life?.
My thoughts have moved into a tin can.
My reasoning is fading... into where, into where is ...
Solo and chorus
Not here, nor there, nor anywhere. Ah!
This is a truely amazing album!!!
I listen to Serenada Schizophrana a lot, and i love how i dont know what's being said, but it sounds so pretty :)
Superbe musique et orchestration.
I'm going to audition for the soprano solo at the start and middle for my choir
It will be. Sooner or later all true artists are globally acclaimed.
Thank you for sharing! Danny is truly so gifted. It is a shame that the Academy Awards doesn't truly appreciate all that he has done.
I miss when some French user had this playing to a sequence of the episode title cards from Batman: the Animated Series. THAT was awesome!!
These songs are great but the names are just cracking me up
im in color guard and were doing winter guard
and were doing this song, its looking really good.
i will recorded our show and i will post it onto this comment.
I LOVE THIS SONG.
Por supuesto, si es español
Similar to his Alice theme from Alice in Wonderland
My favorite of all his composures. Second to this would have to be Ice Dance and third would be Blue Strings.
Love! 🖤
I can clearly hear the choir speaking Spanish
it's french actually
Quentin Quent it's Spanish... "Estoy en una nube que sube, sube y sube..." (Chorus)
Claro que si, Es español
@@ubrajkov Es Español
I didn't know Danny knew Spanish. He says he has a hard time learning another language yet he wrote a song half in French before and he lives in SoCal and nearly everyone knows at least a little Spanish here.
if you cant find it, its under my favorites.
j'aime!
wow!
Cholera, kurwa mać! To jest doskonałe! ^_^
type "Warren Winter Guard!"
@DoYouLykeTacos im from warren winter guard!
@GreyxRose
“We know that the nature of genius is to provide idiots with ideas twenty years later.” (Louis Aragon)
And when it comes to nibbling this Music - as of yet our generation is a babe in the woods.;-)
@Juicylauren1 are you from westmont hilltop guard?.
There’s something about this piece at 1.25x speed...
666 below suicideboys
She is?
Yes?