(So cute!) You also sing now? You want a microphone? […] You want to sing in doggy’s language? He also wants to sing. Look at that. You want a microphone? Yes? No? OK, then. You’re beautiful. I love you. Right. Any other program for… (Yes. If [Good] Love wants to join us, it would be nice.) Yeah. You want to sing something? Give him the microphone. See if he says something. Say something, Good Love. “Woo, woo, woo, woo.” Woo, woo, woo. No? (No?) He always sings a lot, and today he doesn’t. Oh, he can sing a long song, very long. A couple of minutes. He sings continuously for several minutes at a time. Now you’re not singing? You are public-shy, right? OK, then. The next one then. Next one.
(So, our next presentation is from the Aulacese [Vietnamese] sisters.) Oh, now… (They will be singing “Mid-Autumn Lantern Parade.”) What? Is that really Aulacese (Vietnamese)? OK. I think you introduce yourself is better. Otherwise, I don’t understand what’s she saying. What is the song’s name? (Yes, we are arranging it.) Introduce yourself. There’s another microphone here. Here, here, right here. Here, here. Half. One microphone there, one here. (Is there one on the male’s side? Give one to the male’s side.) The male’s side also needs... Oh, so one microphone for the male’s side, right? OK. OK. (Yes, yes, give one to the male’s side.) Alright, hand it over. (Chinese brothers go over there too?) (We have three microphones.) (We’ll sing again later.) Or just sit over there. (Or sit here instead.) Oh, there’s no place to sit, huh? There’s only (vegan) cakes, no seats for people. There are cakes but no seats? Alright, alright. Over here. (Take this.) Put it here. One for this side, one for that side. Everyone squeeze together a little. Squeeze together a little. Hand the microphone to someone with a louder voice for singing. Sing together for fun. Here, I moved it over here so it can record.
(Beloved Master, in the joyful spirit of the Mid-Autumn [Vegan] Festival 2015 – our reunion holiday – we sincerely wish that all Your aspirations soon come true. Under the sparkling light of the beautiful Moon, we pray for all beings on Earth to live in peace and harmony. We hope the whole world will adopt a vegan lifestyle and create peace.) Right. Yes. (We express our infinite gratitude to Master for guiding us back to our true Origin.) He likes that. (We love You forever. All Your disciples in Âu Lạc [Vietnam].) Thank you, thank you. Because she speaks so well, he stays there; agrees, agrees. (Yes, agrees, agrees.) (Thank you.) (“Most Beloved Master, Happy Moon Festival. On this wonderful occasion, may all Your wishes be fulfilled with the bright Moon shining in the sky.”) (I’m so nervous, Master.) It’s OK, you’re saying it correctly. OK. (“May all the people and animal[-people] on Earth live in joy and harmony. May the whole world be vegan and make peace.”) Be Vegan. Make Peace. OK. I like that. Thank you. (“Thank You, Master, for guiding us back to our Eternal Home. We love You forever.) OK. (~ All Your Âu Lạc [Vietnam] disciples in Âu Lạc [Vietnam].”) Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. I love you too, forever. Alright, then. (We love You forever, Master.) Love you forever. Yeah.
(Now we sing.) And then? Singing now? I also have to sing now? (Yes.) (Is it ready over there? Yes, it is. Master, sing.) (Does the male’s side have it?) (Yes.) (OK.) OK. Which song? (It’s “Mid-Autumn Lantern Parade,” Master.) OK. (“Mid-Autumn Lantern Parade.”) Alright, read it, do it.
In Mid-Autumn Festival, We walk around with lanterns lit. Happily taking them all across the town, We sing and dance under the full Moon. Lanterns in all different shapes Star, carp, swan or butterfly We carry these lanterns to the Moon. Azure lanterns and lavender lanterns Blue lanterns and white lanterns All are bright and colorful. High above is a beautiful round image Such a tender light it shines on Earth Silhouette of the Moon Goddess in this mid-autumn month We sing and dance to welcome Her on Earth. La la la la la la la We carry these lanterns to the moon La la la la la la la We greet the Moon Goddess with our lanterns.
You can run around a little bit. If… During Mid-Autumn Festival, trays full of cakes and treats. So you can see them. The little ones love to gather around, Asking for mooncakes filled with lotus seeds They want to eat four, five, maybe three portions, Sweet and fragrant like soft and baked mooncakes, Sweet and spicy like candied ginger and pumpkin. Eating warms the heart and brings more joy. Melon seeds crackle with every crunchy bite, Laughter and chatter fill the air in excitement. Hearts rejoice to welcome the full Moon, During Mid-Autumn Festival, carrying lanterns and playing… OK. OK, that’s enough for one song, let’s sing another one. Let others sing too; there’s still more to the program. I mean, one time’s enough, [there’s] no need [to] repeat. So, somebody else can sing or make another song.
Something else? (“O Cuội”.) Which one? (Cuội, Master.) “O Cuội,” Master. “O Cuội.” The one before that, Master.) Cuội, huh? (Cuội. “O Cuội.” Isn’t it right there? The second page. Press this one.) Cuội, huh? OK, “O Cuội.” OK. It’s the one right after that page; “Thằng Cuội” is there. Behind. Alright.
In the ivory Moon, there’s a grand banyan tree and old Cuội holding on to his dream Be still and listen to me, O Cuội: “Why do you stay up in the Moon for so long?” In the ivory Moon, there’s a grand banyan tree and old Cuội holding on to his dream. (holding on to his dream.) The wind has no home The wind drifts everywhere Endlessly, never resting. Too low. (Too low! Too low.) Can we do it again? Can we close the curtain and do it again? (Do it again, do it again.) Too low, can’t sing that low. (Too low, Master?) (Afraid everyone can’t sing high.) OK. (Master, You go first. Master, set the tone.) Afraid if it goes higher later, we won’t be able to reach it. (Yes, we can.) In the ivory Moon… Does it sound OK? Or is it still too low, just like her? (Yes. A bit higher, Master.) In the ivory Moon… I’m worse than her.
In the ivory Moon (There’s a grand banyan tree and old Cuội holding on to his dream) Still exactly the same. (Be still and listen to me, O Cuội: “Why do you stay up in the Moon for so long?” In the ivory Moon, there’s a grand banyan tree and old Cuội holding on to his dream. [holding on to his dream.]) You guys need to repeat. (The wind has no home The wind drifts everywhere Endlessly, never resting Over the skies of our land Listening quietly, the Moon and wind whisper to each other: “Where is your homeland, sister?” The wind has no home The wind drifts everywhere Endlessly, never resting Over the skies of our land [Over the skies of our land]) Correct, correct. (Over the skies of our land)
(There’s a cricket singing all night His song’s a gift, thus he’s ragged poor thus he’s ragged poor. Reward the crickets that chirp all night Heaven grants the stars to shine endlessly The crickets sing late into the quiet night His song’s a gift, thus he’s ragged poor [thus he’s ragged poor] The light falls into life, the light climbs the tree The light grows tired, the light sits here Together, let’s watch the light and smile joyfully Sisters, let us play and laugh merrily The light falls into life, the light climbs the tree The light grows tired, the light sits here The light sits here [The light sits here] If you love to laugh and want to visit the Moon Just ask the sky to lend you a ladder [Lend you a ladder] On the 15th of August, the sky grants A bright, full Moon so grand If you love to laugh and want to visit the Moon Just ask the sky to lend you a ladder [Lend you a ladder] If you love to laugh and want to visit the Moon Just ask the sky to lend you a ladder [To lend you a ladder] Lend you a ladder...)
Very good. It’s all about the Moon. And normally, there it looks like a man in the Moon, so we call it “Man in the Moon.” But this is about him, the man in the Moon. And the first song was about the children who are having lanterns in the moonlight and etc., etc. Happy, happy song. It’s all done, right? (Yes.) Alright, OK. Next program, right? Thank you. This singer can make money. There hasn’t been any practice yet, so the singing is a bit out of sync with each other.
(Normally, it’s the end of our program today. But I don’t know if there’s someone who’d like to sing a song. No?) What now? Sing a song now? (No.) (No, no. There’s one…) What’s this? ([From] all the India Centers. It’s good wishes for You.) Oh, OK. You read it to everybody because I can read it myself, but then everybody else doesn’t know what’s the secret letter that you gave me. They’ll be curious and they will be asking me all night, inside their heart, and then I’ll be in trouble. Read it. OK, thank you. These songs are nice. We don’t need to sing these, right? Yeah, no need. (The more we sing, the sloppier it gets.) (It’s just all “hoo hoo” sounds.) OK. Alright? Tell the man I thank him, the Quebecois. You look like a professional yourself, very self-confident.
Photo Caption: The Real Heart’d Not Turn Cold by the Freezing Background
