#in taberna

[acidanser444]

𝕴𝖓 𝕿𝖆𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖓𝖆

ℑ𝔫 𝔱𝔞𝔟𝔢𝔯𝔫𝔞 𝔮𝔲𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔬 𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔲𝔰, 𝔫𝔬𝔫 𝔠𝔲𝔯𝔞𝔪𝔲𝔰, 𝔮𝔲𝔦𝔡 𝔰𝔦𝔱 𝔥𝔲𝔪𝔲𝔰,

𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔞𝔡 𝔩𝔲𝔡𝔲𝔪 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔞𝔪𝔲𝔰, 𝔠𝔲𝔦 𝔰𝔢𝔪𝔭𝔢𝔯 𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔲𝔡𝔞𝔪𝔲𝔰.

𝔔𝔲𝔦𝔡 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔯 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔞𝔟𝔢𝔯𝔫𝔞,𝔲𝔟𝔦 𝔫𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔲𝔰 𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢𝔯𝔫𝔞,

𝔥𝔬𝔠 𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔭𝔲𝔰, 𝔲𝔱 𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔯,𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔮𝔲𝔦𝔡 𝔩𝔬𝔮𝔲𝔞𝔯, 𝔞𝔲𝔡𝔦𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔯.

Good day, everyone ヽ(￣▽￣)ノ

Perhaps this exam session sleep regime is worsening the state in which my health is recently... anyways

Tried distracting myself from all of it by focusing on drawing in a kinda medieval style, which was heavily inspired by Applied arts exam prep and ballads & songs of old, especially In Taberna one hehe

therefore added a plentiful of decorations in telegram post variant , if anyone is interested (new creations of mine usually appear there right away)

*sighs*

alright ᕦ⊙ ෴ ⊙ᕤ

*goes back to exam prep*

[saintkevorkian]

‘Estuans interius’ (burning inside), from classical.net

[thatwhichdoesnotsuffer]

When we are in the tavern, we do not think how we will go to dust, but we hurry to gamble, which always makes us sweat. What happens in the tavern, where money is host, you may well ask, and hear what I say. Some gamble, some drink, some behave loosely. But of those who gamble, some are stripped bare, some win their clothes here, some are dressed in sacks. Here no-one fears death, but they throw the dice in the name of Bacchus. First of all it is to the wine-merchant the libertines drink, one for the prisoners, three for the living, four for all Christians, five for the faithful dead, six for the loose sisters, seven for the footpads in the wood, Eight for the errant brethren, nine for the dispersed monks, ten for the seamen, eleven for the squabblers, twelve for the penitent, thirteen for the wayfarers. To the Pope as to the king they all drink without restraint. The mistress drinks, the master drinks, the soldier drinks, the priest drinks, the man drinks, the woman drinks, the servant drinks with the maid, the swift man drinks, the lazy man drinks, the white man drinks, the black man drinks, the settled man drinks, the wanderer drinks, the stupid man drinks, the wise man drinks, The poor man drinks, the sick man drinks, the exile drinks, and the stranger, the boy drinks, the old man drinks, the bishop drinks, and the deacon, the sister drinks, the brother drinks, the old lady drinks, the mother drinks, this man drinks, that man drinks, a hundred drink, a thousand drink Six hundred pennies would hardly suffice, if everyone drinks immoderately and immeasurably. However much they cheerfully drink we are the ones whom everyone scolds, and thus we are destitute. May those who slander us be cursed and may their names not be written in the book of the righteous.

[hayatayorumlar]

Latince’nin ne de güzel ezgileri var değil mi? Sözleri de bir hoş. Parçanın tamamı sözleri kapsamıyor zira aslında bu carmina burana’nın ateşli bir eseri. Ancak bu farklı bir versiyonu…

In Taberna (in the tavern) [tavernadayken]

In taberna quando sumus, non curamus quid sit humus, sed ad ludum properamus, cui semper insudamus. Quid agatur in taberna Ubi nummus est pincerna, Hoc est opus ut quaeratur; Si quid loquar, audiatur.

Quidam ludunt, quidam bibunt, quidam indiscrete vivunt. sed in ludo qui morantur, ex his quidam denudantur, quidam ibi vestiuntur, Quidam saccis induuntur; ibi nullus timet mortem, sed pro Baccho mittunt sortem.

İngilizce çevirisi bu şekilde:

In the tavern

When we are in the tavern, We do not think about mortality, But get right down to gambling, Which always raises a sweat. What goes on in the tavern, Where a penny gets you a drink, If that is what you want to know, Then listen to what i tell you.

Some gamble, some drink, Some behave indiscretely. But of those who habitually gamble, Some lose their clothes, Some others win clothes to put on, And some wear sacks. There nobody fears death, But they throw the dice for bacchus.  

[kyliaquilor-archive]

In Taberna is one of my favorite songs. The beat is amazing, and the lyrics quite fun, albeit in Latin.

[aaand-here-we-go]

In Taberna by Carl Orff sounds like a Disney song

It really does, it begins with the bad guys singing about how bad they are, and then it changes to the also bad but kinda loveble dumb guys who sing their part and do that thingy where they duck their heads in turns yeah I know, wtf am I talking about? It's that really cool thing for choir. I'm into it. It's the thing with OOOOH FOORTUUUNAAAAA you'll know it when you hear it. https://youtu.be/RF5d-A1Ks18

[hammerhide]

Put this in your ears

[alex-ratatoskr]