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En el año 1998 encontré en la biblioteca pública de Downers Grove, en el estado de Illinois, donde resido con mi familia, un libro que estaba siendo desechado. Lo compré por 50 centavos de dólar. Su título es My Shalom My Peace. Paintings and Poems by Jewish and Arab Children (Mi shalom, mi paz. Pinturas y poemas por niños judíos y árabes). Publicado originalmente en Israel en el año 1974, en hebreo, fue posteriormente traducido al inglés y publicado por Sabra Books, Tel Aviv, en 1975. El libro, que fuera distribuido en los E.E.U.U. por la editorial McGraw-Hill, está actualmente fuera de circulación.
Al comenzar a leer el libro quede inmediatamente cautivado por la honestidad y la simplicidad de la poesía y por la inocencia y el realismo de los dibujos. Pensé que lo único que faltaba allí era música así que un buen día, luego de haber vivido con los poemas por cuatro o cinco meses, decidí intentar musicalizar algunos de ellos. A la semana de haber comenzado el proyecto ya tenía compuestas tres canciones. Y aun sigo componiendo. Llevo ya más de veinte poemas musicalizados y la música sigue fluyendo de manera inexplicable.
Ese mismo año, 1998, visité Palestina/Israel. Este viaje hizo que los poemas adquirieran vida, con rostros de niños y niñas que vi en la tierra santa. En el año 2005, siete años después de haber comenzado el proyecto, decidí grabar un compact y utilizar los ingresos para crear becas para niños carenciados en Palestina e Israel. En diciembre del año 2006 lancé el primer álbum bajo el título Still a Dream (Todavia un sueño), un idea que tomé de uno de poemas.
Estoy profundamente agradecido a todos los que han cooperado en este primer proyecto. Los niños de la iglesia metodista The Chicago Temple, en Chicago, Illinois, deben recibir una felicitación especial por los maravillosos dibujos que ilustran la portada del primer CD y la página de internet. Su creatividad, junto con la de los autores de los poemas, me ha inspirado y bendecido. En el año 2009 comencé a grabar un segundo álbum. Esta vez, además de los poemas de niños judíos y árabes, incluí algunos de niños argentinos que viven en condiciones de extrema pobreza en una de las villas de emergencia de Buenos Aires conocida con el nombre de La Ciudad Oculta, un lugar en donde la droga, la prostitución, el desempleo, y la violencia familiar han hecho estragos entre los miles de personas que viven allí. Estas poesías expresan de forma conmovedora la situación desesperada en que viven, así como también la porfiada esperanza de un mañana mejor. Junto con los niños de Israel y Palestina, estos niños nos recuerdan cuánto queda por delante para hacer de nuestro mundo un lugar que todos, pero especialmente los niños, puedan disfrutar plenamente. Lancé este álbum en octubre del año 2010 y lo titulé Beyond the Gate (Más allá de la puerta), una idea que, de nuevo, tomé de uno de los poemas y que apunta justamente a ese futuro aun sin realizar.
En marzo del año 2007 comencé a hacer recitales en iglesias y en eventos especiales con una banda de voluntarios formada por miembros de mi familia y amigos. En la actualidad la banda cuenta con nueve integrantes, y hemos realizado veintisiete conciertos. El 80% de lo recaudado en estos conciertos, como producto de la venta de los CDs, es destinado a dos escuelas, una en Palestina, Hope Secondary School, y la otra en Buenos Aires, Sueñitos, un hogar maternal situado en La Ciudad Oculta.
Ofrezco estas canciones como un homenaje a los autores de estos poemas, niños judíos y árabes que ya en 1974 escribieron sobre su anhelo de paz, y chicos argentinos que aún en 2012 no han encontrado la dignidad de vida que se merecen. Quiero unirme a ellos, y a muchos otros alrededor del mundo, en un canto universal por armonía y entendimiento que supere las barreras sociales, étnicas y religiosas que nosotros los humanos hemos construido. Mi clamor es sólo una gota de agua en la inmensidad de las necesidades del mundo pero si logra beneficiar aunque más no sea a alguno de estos niños y hacer que sus vidas valgan la pena vivirlas, entonces es válido. Al apoyar este proyecto ustedes ayudaran a construir lo que hoy todavía es un sueño.
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Still a Dream
Peace- is a flowering strand
Peace- is a happy mother
Is a land without borders.
Peace- is a boy who’s not a soldier
Peace- isn’t just a dream.
So sing, sing the songs of peace
And it’ll come to us and never cease
No longer just a dream
No longer just a dream
Peace will come to us and never cease.
Peace- is a safe and quiet land
Peace- is a land without guards
Peace- is a country without alerts
Is a five-letter word
Peace- is a period of truth
Peace- isn’t just a dream.
So sing, sing the songs of peace
And it’ll come to us and never cease
No longer just a dream
No longer just a dream
Peace will come to us and never cease.
Lyrics (adapted): Doron Zazon, Age 9, Givat Nesher
Music: Osvaldo D. Vena[/vc_toggle][vc_toggle title=”The paint-box”]I had a paint-box,
Each color glowing with delight:
I had a paint box,
With colors warm and cool and bright.
I had no red for wounds and blood,
I had no black for an orphaned child,
I had no white for the face of the dead,
I had no yellow for burning sands.
I had orange for joy and life,
I had green for buds and blooms,
I had blue for clear bright skies,
I had pink for dreams and rest.
I sat down and painted Peace.
Lyrics : Tali Shurek, Age 13, Beer Sheva
Music: Osvaldo D. Vena
[/vc_toggle][vc_toggle title=”Signs”]If of seas and hills we continue to sing,
If somehow we think of all kinds of good things,
If there still be some who with many colors paint,
Then perhaps together these are signs and more:
A sign that above the sun will still rise,
A sign that lilies will bloom white as before,
A sign that again the fields will be only green
And the skies not covered with clouds of red.
If yesterday we closed the shelters up,
And if cars as before honk their horns without stop,
If these be not tears but the wetness of rain (the wetness of rain),
And the street-lamps glowing once again.
It’s a sign we may yet find the golden mean,
A sign that from now and forever we will love,
A sign that one night a full moon will shine above
And the peace we’re seeking will be back again.
//If of seas and hills we continue to sing,
If somehow we think of all kinds of good things,
If there still be some who with many colors paint,
Then perhaps together these are signs and more.//
Lyrics (adapted): Havatselet Levi, Age 14 ½, Rishon Le Zion
Music: Osvaldo D. Vena[/vc_toggle][vc_toggle title=”I don’t like wars”]I don’t like wars
They end up with monuments;
I don’t want battles to roar
Even in neighboring continents.
Refrain:
I like Spring
Flowers producing,
Fields covered with green,
The wind in the hills whistling.
Drops of dew I love,
The scent of jasmine
Stars in darkness above
And rain singing in pools.
I don’t like wars. They end
In wreaths and monuments;
I like Peace come to stay
And it will some day.
Refrain:
Lyrics (adapted): Matti Yosef, Age 9, Bat Yam
Music: Osvaldo D. Vena[/vc_toggle][vc_toggle title=”We will get you”]Peace, we will get you,
Wherever you may be.
Even though still a dream
Today, we will get you, Peace.
With flowers, we will deck
The barrels of the guns,
And the young soldiers’ heads
We will cover with wreaths.
If, you are delayed,
We shall not lose hope.
We shall keep our fingers warm
And there will be no more wars.
We shall overcome
Singing songs of Peace
And the world will be quiet then.
Please, do not run away,
Wait, Peace,
And let there be no more wars.
Lyrics (adapted): Shalom Rufeisen, Age 14, Kibbutz Reshafim
Music: Osvaldo D. Vena
[/vc_toggle][vc_toggle title=”My Shalom my Peace”]My Shalom, my Peace, is hidden in every broad smile,
My Shalom, my Peace, is hidden in every cheerful look,
My Shalom, my Peace, it smiles at me, this Shalom of mine:
From the laughing blue eyes of a child,
From children playing in the streets,
It winks at me, my Shalom, my Peace.
And it is always around, this Shalom of mine,
Like Hope that to the heart is bound,
This peace of mine everywhere, always will be found.
Mi shalom, mi paz, se esconde en cada sonrisa,
Mi shalom, mi paz, se esconde en cada mirada,
Mi shalom, mi paz, me soníe, esta paz mía:
En los ojos azules de un niño,
En los niños jugando en la calle,
Me guiña un ojo mi shalom mi paz.
Y está siempre conmigo esta paz mía,
Como esperanza prendida al corazón,
La paz que tengo, en todas partes siempre la encontrarás.
Lyrics (adapted): Margit Cohn, Age 15, Ashdod
Music: Osvaldo D. Vena[/vc_toggle][vc_toggle title=”Fredom Bird”]Tell me, tell me, freedom bird
How will they stop the guns from shooting?
Tell me, tell me,
Tell me, tell me, freedom bird.
Tell me, tell me, freedom bird
How can I stop my eyes from crying?
Tell me, tell me, freedom bird.
Bring us Peace, bring us Shalom
Freedom bird, freedom bird
Bring us Peace,
Bring us Shalom.
Shalom
Lyrics (adapted): Michal Sharon, Age 7, Savyon
Music: Osvaldo D. Vena
[/vc_toggle][vc_toggle title=”I asked a soldier”]I asked a soldier in the street:
Peace, is it bitter or sweet?
Replied the soldier to my questioning:
Peace is a wonderful thing!
There are no bombs, there’s harmony,
And you can live life quietly.
Refrain:
I turned to my mother and asked:
Peace, is it positive or bad?
My mother replied:
Peace is a joy and is light!
We certainly need Peace, we need Shalom,
So daddy will some day come home.
We need Peace, we need Shalom today!
I asked my brother, the youngest one,
Back from school, Grade One:
Tell me, what did you learn today?
And he replied: We wrote “Shalom”
And went to play a little more,
To our enemy we shall give a hand
And live at peace.
Refrain:
Lyrics (adapted): Elad Tabachnik, Age 11, Ramatayim
Music: Osvaldo D. Vena[/vc_toggle][vc_toggle title=”When peace will finally come”]When the skies will be covered
With dazzling rays of sun,
When the clouds will make room
For dawns coming up and the blue.
When the setting sun will escort all lovers true,
When the whole world its grimy clothes will shun-
Perhaps, then, O Lord,
Peace will finally come?
When the dove will find an olive branch
Among the ocean’s waves.
And when once more Your promise
You will keep.
When all the hues of the rainbow,
Through the clouds will sweep,
And when the birds will break out
In songs of praise,
Perhaps, then, O Lord,
Peace will finally come.
When the sounds of shots will die,
And guns and their barrels mold,
When all the soldiers come home for good.
When mothers will sleep soundly
As all the people should.
When they do not have to fear
For their sons so bold
Perhaps, then, O Lord,
Peace will finally come.
Lyrics (adapted): Revital Ezrahi, Age 13 ½, Kyriat Motzkin
Music: Osvaldo D. Vena
[/vc_toggle][vc_toggle title=”Peace is a young mother”]Peace is a young mother
Walking with her son
Hand in hand,
A smile of happiness
//On her face//
And you knowing
You will not have to meet her
Again in the street
Ten years later
//Wearing black//
//Tearful and wrinkled
A look of endless grief//
In her eyes
Which nothing can console.
Peace is all this
For us and for other people as well.
All this and much, much…
Peace is all this
For us and for other people as well
All this and much, much more.
Peace is a young mother
Walking with her son
Hand in hand,
A simile of happiness…
Lyrics (adapted): Shai Ben Moshe, Age 13, Kfar Mordecai
Music: Osvaldo D. Vena[/vc_toggle][vc_toggle title=”The tunnel of peace”]Should I come across the tunnel of Peace,
I shall go down and cut out its most precious delicacy,
And spread it among human beings everywhere,
For Peace to rule over land and sea.
Should I come across the tunnel of Peace,
I shall go down and cut out its most precious delicacy,
And spread it among human beings everywhere,
Should I come across the tunnel of Peace.
Nations inimical, then,
The sons of the same race,
Who were always meeting only in battle,
Now will mutually embrace,
And conciliated, each other bless,
Looking up and weeping with joy
As one another they address.
Then will they go to the sacred river,
The river of Peace.
Their weapons break there
And their guns to the deep release.
They will melt down their planes
And into ploughshares beat their swords
To fulfill Isaiah’s words
Then will our lives be relieved
Of disappointment and despair,
Our afflictions and grief disappear;
From every spot and habitation,
All hatreds gone.
Come then, come to the Tree-of-Peace,
Let us shake each other’s hands extended in Peace,
So that we may live lives of joy
And happiness, happiness to come.
Should I come across the tunnel of Peace,
I shall go down and cut out its most precious delicacy,
And spread it among human beings everywhere,
Should I come across the tunnel of Peace.
Lyrics (adapted): Ghassan Sarsour, Age 13 ½ , Kjar Kassem (Arab village)
Music: Osvaldo D. Vena[/vc_toggle][vc_toggle title=”Off to the army”]Off to the army, my Daddy went
To guard the borders he was sent.
And from the Negev and up to Golan,
The enemy just saw him and ran.
And when he came home a long time after that
I thought they had shut the army down
That peace had come for good
But again Daddy got the call
And then I understood
That peace had not come at all.
Lyrics (adapted): Eliav Brand, Age 6 ½ , Tel Aviv
Music: Osvaldo D. Vena
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Beyond the Gate
Of something eternal,
A fairy tale both old and new;
With its heroes—the good and the evil,
The love of life and death, too.
To dream of Peace is like thinking of a world
With sorrow, anger and hate.
There is a marvelous ending
To this story of blood,
Although it’s far away,
And it’s beyond the gate…
To dream of Peace is like thinking of a world
Where sorrow, anger and hate
Are no more…
To dream of Peace in the evening glow
And in the morning, early to rise,
To dream of Peace and suddenly to know
It will be here, not otherwise.
To dream of Peace is like thinking of a world
With sorrow, anger and hate,
There is a marvelous ending
To this story of blood,
Although it’s far away,
And it’s beyond the gate…
To dream of Peace is like thinking of a world
Where sorrow, anger and hate
Are no more…
To dream, to dream, to dream, to dream of peace,
Let’s dream, let’s dream, let’s dream, let’s dream of peace.
Lyrics (adapted): Nitsa Sha’shua, Age 13, Tel Aviv
Music: Osvaldo D. Vena[/vc_toggle][vc_toggle title=”Oh, madre mia / O, mother mine”]En mi sueño madre mía In my dream, O mother mine
Vi a un ángel que venía I saw an angel with wings pure white
A destruir todas las armas Breaking the rifles one by one,
Los cañones y misiles Shattering to pieces each gun,
Y en un fuego que ardía Which then into the fire he dashes
Las armas se consumían And turns into smoldering ashes
En mi sueño madre mía In my dream, O mother mine,
Vi a un ángel que venía I saw an angel with wings pure white
Desparramando las cenizas Scattering the ashes clean
Sobre la escena cobriza Over the glittering scene.
Y de en medio de las brazas And the ashes turn into a dove
Se levanta una torcaza Hovering over the East
En mi sueño madre mía In my dream, O mother mine,
Vi a un ángel que venía I saw an angel with wings pure white
A llevarselo a Mahoma Lifting Moses and Mohammed
Al cielo con Moisés Lifting them up to the skies
Les exige que sean sabios And demanding they shake hands
Y que se estrechen las manos And demanding they be wise
Su voz suena como trueno I heard his voice thunder
Aun se escucha el eco and echo after them:
Apúrense hijos de Sem Quick, make haste, O sons of Shem-
Miren que ya viene Behold he is coming,
El que anuncia la paz The herald of Peace is coming
Cantando una canción de paz Singing a song of praise to Peace,
Cantando una canción Singing a song of praise
In my dream, O mother mine,
I saw an angel with wings pure white
Breaking the rifles one by one,
Shattering to pieces each gun,
Which then into the fire he dashes
And turns into smoldering ashes
In my dream, O mother mine I saw an angel with wings pure white
En mi sueno madre mía vi a un ángel que venía
Cantando una canción de paz, cantando una canción
(Singing a song of praise to Peace, singing a song of praise)
Cantando una canción
(Singing a song of praise)
Lyrics (adapted): Gassoub Serhan, Age 14, Kfar Yafia (Arab Village)
Music: Osvaldo D. Vena[/vc_toggle][vc_toggle title=”Come Shalom”]To Gilboa, Tabor Mount
From above looks down
And news you wouldn’t believe
Sends with glee.
River Jordan into Galilee runs
And brings another rumor
Long expected and familiar
And yet forgotten.
(Yes, forgotten, yes forgotten)
In the water fish are talking
Not with voices but with eyes
Sending to everyone congratulations.
To the flowers in the meadows
The wind is telling a secret
Hoping they would not forget
To tell you and me.
Come, come, come Shalom our Peace
Lyrics (Adapted): Nurith Peretz, Age 14 1/2 , Bat Yam
Music: Osvaldo D. Vena[/vc_toggle][vc_toggle title=”Demasiado tarde (MIlonga) / To late”]DEMASIADO TARDE (Milonga) TOO LATE
Cuando me quize acordar Before I knew it
Era demasiado tarde It was already too late
Y todo lo que tenía and everything I had
Empezo a nublarse started to get clouded over;
El sol y la luna the sun and the moon
Ya no salían did not appear anymore
Y todo mi mundo and my whole world
Ya no existía ceased to exist.
Poco a poco fue matando Little by little it started to kill
A los que yo mas quería those who I loved the most
Me di cuenta que la droga I realized that drugs
De nada servía were useless
Porque un buen día because one fine day
No sentí la vida I couldn’t feel life
Porque ese día because that day
Yo ya no existía. I ceased to exist.
Cuando me quize acordar Before I knew it
Era demasiado tarde. It was already too late.
Lyrics (adapted): Yamila Vallejos, Age 15, Ciudad Oculta, Buenos Aires
Music: Osvaldo D. Vena[/vc_toggle][vc_toggle title=”Muhammed and me”]When Peace will come to be
Down the pathways we will run,
Among the grass in the orchard.
Muhammed and me,
Muhammed and me.
When Peace will come to be,
I’ll give my hand to Muhammed,
To the Jordan we will go,
Together sing and hum,
Together sing and hum.
When Peace will be on every side,
Arm in arm we shall go
The two of us hiking all over,
To Jerusalem we’ll take a ride.
We’ll take a ride, we’ll take a ride
We’ll take a ride, we’ll take a ride
When Peace will come and fighting ends,
We shall walk then, holding hands,
As far as Gilead,
Two happy friends, two happy friends.
Two happy friends, two happy friends.
Two happy friends, two happy friends.
Happy, happy, happy friends,
Happy, happy, happy friends,
Happy, happy, happy friends,
Happy friends.
Lyrics (adapted): Tamar Sharon, Age 9 ½, Savyon
Music: Osvaldo D. Vena[/vc_toggle][vc_toggle title=”Chico de la calle / Street kid”]CHICO DE LA CALLE STREET KID
Chico de la calle con frío y con hambre Street kid, cold and hungry
Duermes en el banco de aquel viejo andén sleeping in that abandoned station
Vacío de tren. empty of trains.
Te fuiste de casa hace mucho tiempo You left home a long time ago
Zapatillas y jeans contra el viento sneakers and jeans against the wind
Y los que te miran nunca entenderán and those who see you will never understand
Cuanto todavía extrañas a mamá. how much you still miss your mom.
Todos al pasar te miran con desprecio Everybody looks at you with contempt
Pero ninguno hacia vos siente aprecio no one seems to really like you
No entienden que pasa por tu cabecita they don’t know that you only want
Que solo anhela andar en calesita. to take a ride in the merry-go round.
Hoy ves a los ricos y a los no tan ricos You see wealthy and not so wealthy people
Entrar en el cine y en el restaurant go to the movies and to restaurants
Y vos solamente queres una vuelta and you only want to take a ride
Que tus ropas sucias no permitirán. that your dirty clothes will never allow.
Que injusto es el mundo y que triste la vida How unjust is the world, how sad is life
Si a la calesita no podes subir if you can’t go on the merry-go round
Tan solo una vuelta te devolvería for only one ride would give you back
Tu sueño de niño y serías feliz. your dream, and you would be happy.
Lyrics (adapted): Oscar Garay, Age 15, Ciudad Oculta, Buenos Aires
Music: Osvaldo D. Vena[/vc_toggle][vc_toggle title=”A pity”]A pity, all this has been a pity
So let’s forget and start again.
Go on, go on and never cease
To love tomorrow’s peace,
Give us the strength to forget
The terrible things, the nightmare of war
The strength to smile and happy be
To live in our home, our State, and free.
Live on through Yom Kippur days
Hear the Shofar blow and not the sirens scream,
Year after year remember those
Who fell in the strife entrusting us with life, with life.
Give us the strength to forget
The terrible things, the nightmare of war
The strength to smile and happy be
To live in our home, our State, and free.
Live on through Yom Kippur days
Hear the Shofar blow and not the sirens scream,
Year after year remember those
Who fell in the strife entrusting us with life, with life.
With life…
A pity, all this has been a pity
So let’s forget and start again.
Go on, go on and never cease
To love tomorrow’s peace,
Lyrics (adapted): Idan Brayer, Age 10, Ashkelon
Music: Osvaldo D. Vena[/vc_toggle][vc_toggle title=”Yo quisiera ser un hada / I would like to be a fairy”](Chamamé)
Yo quisiera ser un hada I would like to be a fairy
Para este mundo cambiar and be able to change the world
En vez de llanto y hambre so instead of tears and hunger
Que halla amor y paz there can be love and peace
Yo quisiera ser un hada I would like to be a fairy
Para a los jóvenes salvar and be able to save young people
Del alcohol y las drogas from alcohol and drugs
Y sean hombres de verdad so they can become real men
Pore so a Dios le pido That’s why today I pray
Con todo el corazón with all my heart:
Que cambie a este mundo may God change the world
Y nos de su bendición and give us His blessing
Yo quisiera ser un hada I would like to be a fairy
Y a los niños defender and be able to defend children
De las injusticias from the injustices
Que suelen suceder that happen sometimes
Yo quisiera ser un hada Y would like to be a fairy
Y a los niños proteger and be able to protect children
Del hambre y la pobreza from hunger and poverty
Que suelen suceder that happen sometimes
Lyrics (adapted): Jazmin Belen Llusco Velazco, Age 9, Ciudad Oculta, Buenos Aires
Music: Osvaldo D. Vena[/vc_toggle][vc_toggle title=”One day”]One day we will live at peace,
One day war will have an end,
One day we will walk and dance
On the streets where blood was shed.
One day we will live at peace,
One day war will have an end,
One day all our problems we shall mend.
Chorus
One day, one day, one day
Oh…………
One day we will all embrace,
One day we won’t live with fear
One day laughter will return
And will never disappear.
One day we will live at peace,
One day war will have an end,
One day all our problems we shall mend.
Music and lyrics: Osvaldo D. 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