Mari Boine - Gula Gula LIVE at The Center for Northern Peoples 26/06/2020
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- Опубликовано: 3 окт 2024
- Mari Boine - Gula Gula LIVE at The Center for Northern Peoples, June 26th, 2020
Album: Gula Gula, 1989
Music, lyrics and vocals: Mari Boine
Guitar: Georg Buljo
Bass: Svein Schultz
Drums: Gunnar Augland
Sound: David Solheim
Light: Tor S. Ditlevsen
Photography: Ørjan Bertelsen
Videoclip editor: Inken Sarah Mischke
Publisher: Sony ATV Sweden
Stream Sápmi recorded at The Center for Northern Peoples, Riddu Riddu Festival, June 26th, 2020
Over 30 years have passed since Mari Boine swept music lovers around the globe off their feet with the release of her first international acclaimed album “Gula Gula”.
Since then, this song became a trademark of Mari Boine.
In Corona times, when artists were obliged to reinvent themselves, Mari Boine and her Band took the challenge to perform a Live Stream concert at the reknown Norwegian Festival Riddu Riddu (June 2020).
Here you can enjoy an extended version of Gula Gula live and feel the energy and the power of this song.
Lyrics:
GULA GULA
Gula gula
nieida
gánda
Gula máttut dál du čurvot
manin attát eatnama duolvat
mirkkoduvvot
guoriduvvot
Gula jiena
nieida
gánda
Gula máttaráhkuid jiena
eana lea min buohkaid eadni
Su jos soardit ieža jápmit
Letgo diktán iežat báidnot
leatgo iešge mielde gilvvus
Gula máttut dál dus jerret
itgo don muitte gos don vulget
Dus leat oappát
dus leat vieljat
Lulli - Ámeriihkka arvevuvddiin
Ruonaeatnama geađgerittuin
Itgo don muitte gos don vulget
Gula gula
nieida
gánda
Gula máttut dál du čurvot
manin attát eatnama duolvat
mirkkoduvvot
guoriduvvot
Gula jiena
nieida
gánda
gula máttaráhkuid jiena
Eana lea min buohkaid eadni
Su jos soardit ieža jápmit
HEAR THE VOICES OF THE FOREMOTHERS
Gula brother
Gula sister
Hear the voices of our foremothers
Why have you defiled the earth
Poisoned
depleted
Listen brother
Listen sister
Hear the song of our ancestors
Eatnan, our mother, is Earth
If we kill her
we also die
Did you get snared in the fiction
That symbiosis is competition
Hear our forefathers’ question
Do you know where you are from
You have brothers
You have sisters
in the Amazonian rainforests
on the windswept cliffs of Greenland
Do you remember where you come from
Translated to English by Judith Sofranko. 
Видеоклипы
![Mari Boine - Gula Gula, Sarahkka Viidna, Eadnan Bakti [ Live ]](http://i.ytimg.com/vi/ggYfGO8ep7Y/mqdefault.jpg)
![Mari Boine - Gula Gula, Sarahkka Viidna, Eadnan Bakti [ Live ]](/img/tr.png)
Mari Boine, you are truly amazing, and you make me proud to be from Norway, but sometimes a little ashamed of being Norwegian, of the people who have been trying to destroy and repress the rich, beautiful and important culture that you represent, explore and express. When I hear you sing it brings tears to my eyes, both for what has been lost and for what most of us have yet to rediscover.
Here's a translation for those interested :
Hear the voices of the foremothers!
Hear!
They ask you why you let the earth become polluted
poisoned
exhausted?
They remind you where you come from,
do you hear?
Again, they want to remind you
that the earth is our mother.
If we take her life
we die with her.
Hear, hear, girl, boy!
Hear the cry of your forefathers ask: Why you let the earth become polluted, Poisoned, Exhausted ? Hear the voices, girl, boy Hear the voices of our foremothers
The Earth is our mother If we take her life, we die with her
Have you let yourself to be stained? Are you part of the game for yourself too?
Listen when the forefathers will ask you: Don't you remember where you came from? You have sisters, you have brothers, in the jungles of South America, in the stony shores of Greenland. Don't you remember where you came from?
Hear, hear, girl, boy!
Hear the cry of your forefathers ask: Why you let the earth become polluted, Poisoned, Exhausted ? Hear the voices, girl, boy Hear the voices of our foremothers The Earth is our mother If we take her life, we die with her
Thank you for listening to and appreciating my music. Ollu giitu! I appreciate that you are sharing the translation. I think in my translation it says "in South America's rainforest" instead of teh jungle. Mari B
@@mariboine3417 Bare hyggelig! Vi må passe på kulturskatter som deg vet du :-) God jul og godt nyttår !
Thank you so much for the translation!
Я не знала смысл, но как то понятно, о чем песня. Смысл один, приходя куда угодно, ты можешь за собой хотя бы убрать мусор. Не выкидывать вдоль дорог. Хотя песня о более высшем смысле. Нас кормит этот скудный природой Север, но даёт другое блага. Не нужно убивать, что тебя кормит. Самое интересное, что люди простые ценят. А власть имущие, что в России, что в НАТО - нет. Ресурс им важнее. Мари призывает заботиться о природе нашего края.
@@КсенияТарасова-ы9в Полностью с вами согласен. Очень хорошо сказано :-) Надеюсь, мир образумится, пока не стало слишком поздно.
Uzdrawianie duszy - zsuwają się z niej suche gałązki, sznurki i cienkie żyłki, którymi inne dusze chciały nią zawładnąć. Często nawet dusza sama siebie oplątuje i celowo się przewraca😅 Ocean uzdrowienia, czyste powietrze w samym środku lasu. Coś fantastycznego i wspanialego😍🙌👍
A beautiful celebration of the human spirit.
She is smazing!
What a beautiful song. I heard it a long time ago and bought it in my iTunes. The song got lost in my thousands of songs and I didn’t hear it for a while. I started going through my library and decided to lookup Mari Boine on RUclips. I love this performance sooooo much. I can listen to over and over, her voice is like the Mother Earth and the drums are like rain. Just soooooooooo beautiful. Thank you!
This is truly wonderful. Such a healing song.❤❤❤
Twoja dusza uśmiecha się bardzo do Ciebie, kiedy tego sluchasz😅👍
Absolutely beautiful. Much love from your relative living on treaty 1 territory in so called canada. Indigenous sovereignty always x
ich verstehe nix, aber ich fuhle mich angesprochen, diese Musik und jene kultur des Nordens ist mir unglaublich nah, das sollte was haben mit dem Berbervolk in Nordafrika, Ich liebe dich Marie Boine, aus Tipaza ;
Es ist etwas Verbindendes dieser Musik, was man in allen ursprünglichen Völkern findet. Rythmen, Trommeln, Chanten. Wir verbinden uns mit den natürlichem Rythmus der Welt. Oder so😅
Un.. intersidéral merci.merci de toute cette énergie partagée 🥰🙆🍀💚🌼🍂🌼👏👏👏👏👏👏
Merci beaucoup, ollu giitu. Mari B
🙏🙏🙏
In grosser Verehrung deiner Kunst. Danke dafür. 🙏
Phantastisch❤
thank you for this - it's a balm to the soul.
Marie Boine gaia
Υπέροχο τραγούδι!
🙏🌟💫🌞💫🌟❤️
🤩
linda musica muy parecida al lamento mapuche incluso la tambora bien parecida al kultrun mapuche
Gracias! Thank you for listening to and appreciating my music. Ollu giitu! Mari B
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Любить свое место где родился. И не отдавать, врагу, где бы он не был. Особенно пришлым. Кто куста и дерева, сопки, камня на данной земле не знает. Наша земля. И то что она из соседей... Никто не отменял наших прав. Правильно. Нет прав у чужеземцев у новых русских. Катись колбаской, по Новой Спаской.
Наша она. Хоть и границы есть. Поёт как наша. О земле нашей думает. Не для лайков.