SONGS

GRAMMAR SONGS
LLPSI Songs - Songs with the LLPSI order of cases.


HISTORY SONGS 
Nero Started the Fire! - Roman History from the founding to the fall - in one song!


MYTHOLOGY SONGS
The Constellation Song - The constellations tell the major Greek myths.

GREEK DANCE
Zorba (pt. 1)
Zorba (pt. 2)

Kable's 'Zorba the Greek Remix' (Click the play button!)


FUN SONGS
Hooked on Latin!  with Lorraine Abagatnan and Kona Farry

Romans!  with Theresa Ambat and Kona Farry

Nummī! with Theresa Ambat



JUNIOR CLASSICAL LEAGUE

NJCL Creed
We the members of the Junior Classical League, covenant to hand on the torch of classical civilization in the modern world.

We believe an acquaintance with the civilization of Greece and Rome will help us understand and appraise this world of today,

Which is indebted to the ancient civilization in its government and laws, literature, language and arts.

We affirm the JCL experience develops responsibility, fosters brotherhood, promotes enthusiasm, encourages competition, inspires dedication and enriches our total growth.


NJCL Song (The Purple and Gold) 
Dave Clements, Max Spires, Mrs. R. G. Frazier 
Revised by Mrs. B. H. Norveson

Seeking the best, the highest our goal
Working for greatness through glories of old.

Searching the realms of the golden past,
We follow the classics' truths that last

In knowledge, truth, and fellowship, we're growing everyday
The friendly hand of J. C. L. aids in every way.

In Rome's proud steps we're marching on,
with every true colleague,

And for ever we'll hold to the Purple and Gold,
of the Junior Classical League.



ASSOCIATION FOR LATIN TEACHING (UK) - SONG BOOK



CAMPFIRE SONGS

My Latin club sang the following songs around the campfire at our most recent WA/BC JCL convention at Warm Beach Camp in Stanwood, WA.  Perhaps your club will enjoy them as much as we did.


Mīcā, mīcā, parva stēlla,
Mīror quaenam sīs tam bella!
Splendēns ēminus in illō,
Alba velut gemma, caelō.
Mīcā, mīcā, parva stēlla,
Mīror quaenam sīs tam bella!

Nōnne dormīs, nōnne dormīs,
Frāter mī, frāter mī?
Sōnā matūtīnās, sōnā matūtīnas!
Tintinnum, tintinnum.

Tū es sōl meus, sōl sōlus meus,
Laetificās mē cum nūbēs sunt.
Ō numquam sciēs quantum tē amem!
Nōlī sōlem mihi auferre.

Gaudeāmus igitur
Iuvenēs dum sumus.  bis
Post iūcundam iuventūtem,
Post molestam senectūtem,
Nōs habēbit humus. bis

Vīvat acadēmia,
Vīvant professōrēs!  bis
Vīvat membrum quodlibet,
Vīvant membra quaelibet,
Semper sint in flōre.  bis

Vīvat et rēs publica
Et quī illam regit.  bis
Vīvat nostra cīvitās,
Vīvat haec sodālitās
Quae nōs hūc collegit.

Sodālis ille iūcundus  x3
Nec quisquam dubitat.

Fundus Catōnī erat:  Ī  AE  Ī  AE  Ō!
Et in hōc fundō porcus erat:  Ī  AE  Ī  AE  Ō!
Cum oenc oenc hīc, tum oenc oenc illīc,
Hīc oenc, illīc oenc, ubīque oenc oenc!
Fundus Catōnī erat:  Ī  AE  Ī  AE  Ō!

Fundus Catōnī erat:  Ī  AE  Ī  AE  Ō!
Et in hōc fundō canis erat:  Ī  AE  Ī  AE  Ō!
Cum baubau hīc, tum baubau illīc,
Hīc bau, illīc bau, ubīque baubau!
Fundus Catōnī erat:  Ī  AE  Ī  AE  Ō!

Fundus Catōnī erat:  Ī  AE  Ī  AE  Ō!
Et in hōc fundō fēles erat:  Ī  AE  Ī  AE  Ō!
Cum miau miau hīc, tum miau miau illīc,
Hīc miau, illīc miau, ubīque miau miau!
Fundus Catōnī erat:  Ī  AE  Ī  AE  Ō!

Fundus Catōnī erat:  Ī  AE  Ī  AE  Ō!
Et in hōc fundō ovis erat:  Ī  AE  Ī  AE  Ō!
Cum bā bā hīc, tum bā bā illīc,
Hīc , illīc , ubīque bā bā!
Fundus Catōnī erat:  Ī  AE  Ī  AE  Ō!

Fundus Catōnī erat:  Ī  AE  Ī  AE  Ō!
Et in hōc fundō bōs erat:  Ī  AE  Ī  AE  Ō!
Cum mū mū hīc, tum mū mū illīc,
Hīc , illīc , ubīque mū mū!
Fundus Catōnī erat:  Ī  AE  Ī  AE  Ō!

Fundus Catōnī erat:  Ī  AE  Ī  AE  Ō!
Et in hōc fundō gallus erat:  Ī  AE  Ī  AE  Ō!
Cum cucurrū hīc, tum cucurrū illīc,
Hīc cucurrū, illīc cucurrū, ubīque cūcucurrū!
Fundus Catōnī erat:  Ī  AE  Ī  AE  Ō!

Trans aequora abiit Chloē,
Abest Chloē longissimē;
Trans aequora abiit Chloē,
Reddātur amāta Chloē.
Reddās, Ō reddās, Ō reddās amātam mihi, mihi!
Reddās, Ō reddās, Ō reddās amātam mihi!

Flūmen placidē nāvigā tuum,
Hilarē, hilarē, hilarē, hilarē,
Vīta somnium.

Sī tē esse scīs beātum, plaude sīc!
Sī tē esse scīs beātum, plaude sīc!
Sī tē esse scīs beātum, vērē vultum habēs grātum,
Sī tē esse scīs beātum, plaude sīc!

Ioannem reversum praeter spem, euoe, euoe!
Salvēre iubēmus mīlitem, euoe, euoe!
Acclāmant hunc et celebrant
Virī, puellae advolant,
Cum revenit domum bonus Ioannulus.

Tē canō, patria, candida lībera, tē referet.
Portus et exulum, et tumulus senum,
Lībera montium vōx resōnet.

Fēlīx nātālis tibi!
Fēlīx nātālis tibi!
Fēlicissimus diēs
nātālis tibi!

13.  Pauper Sum
Pauper sum ego,
nihil habeō,
et nihil dabō.

14.  Caesar's Marching Song (to the tune of Joyful, Joyful or My Darling Clementine)
1. Ecce, Caesar nunc triumphat, quī subēgit Galliam,
Civiumque multitūdō celebrat victōriam.

Refrain

Gāius Iūlius Caesar noster, imperātor, pontifex,
Prīmum praetor, deinde cōnsul, nunc dictātor, moxque rēx.

2.  Ēn!  Victōrēs prōcēdentēs, laetī flōribus novīs,
Magnā praedā sunt potītī et captivīs plūrimīs.

3.  Exsultantēs magnā vōcē, "Iō triumphe!" concinunt,
Dum aurātum ante currum victa oppida ferunt.

4.  Lēgiōnēs Viam Sacram tōtam complent strepitū,
Capitōlīnumque collem scandit Caesar in currū.

5.  Ō sōl pulcher, Ō laudande!  Caesarem recēpimus,
Et corōnā triumphālī honōrātum vīdimus.

15. Good Night, Ladies (Fellas)
Amīcellae (-ī)
Amīcellae (-ī)
Amīcellae (-ī)
Vōs dēserēmus nunc!

Nōs iucundē ferimur, ferimur, ferimur,
Nōs iucundē ferimur per alta aequora.

16. She'll Be Coming Round the Mountain
Transportābit montem illa vīsēns nōs,
Transportābit montem illa vīsēns nōs,
Transportābit montem illa, transportābit montem illa,
Transportābit montem illa vīsēns nōs.

Equōs sex habēbit albōs vīsēns nōs... (Hihihī!)

Salutanda'st nōbīs illa vīsēns nōs... (Salvē!)

Delectanda'st carne gallī vīsēns nōs... (Mmm mmm!)


LITURGICAL SONGS

Iam Lucis Orto Sidere
IAM lucis orto sidere,
Deum precemur supplices,
ut in diurnis actibus
nos servet a nocentibus.

Linguam refrenans temperet,
ne litis horror insonet,
visum fovendo contegat,
ne vanitates hauriat.

Sint pura cordis intima,
absistat et vecordia:
carnis terat superbiam
potus cibique parcitas.

Ut cum dies abscesserit,
noctemque sors reduxerit,
mundi per abstinentiam
ipsi canamus gloriam.

Deo Patri sit gloria,
eiusque soli Filio,
cum Spiritu Paraclito,
nunc et per omne saeculum.
Amen.

Kyrie Eleison 1
Kyrie, Kyrie, eleison!

Bonum est confidere
Bonum est confidere in domino,
bonum sperare in domino.

Laudate Dominum!
Laudate, omnes gentes!
Laudate dominum!

Ubi Caritas
UBI caritas et amor, Deus ibi est.
Congregavit nos in unum Christi amor.
Exultemus, et in ipso iucundemur.
Timeamus, et amemus Deum vivum.
Et ex corde diligamus nos sincero.

UBI caritas et amor, Deus ibi est.
Simul ergo cum in unum congregamur:
Ne nos mente dividamur, caveamus.
Cessent iurgia maligna, cessent lites.
Et in medio nostri sit Christus Deus.

UBI caritas et amor, Deus ibi est.
Simul quoque cum beatis videamus,
Glorianter vultum tuum, Christe Deus:
Gaudium quod est immensum, atque probum,
Saecula per infinita saeculorum. Amen.


CHRISTMAS SONGS

The Twelve Days of Latin (by Joe Klomparens and Chris Leonard)
On the first day of Latin, my teacher taught me… that Daphne turned into a tree.

On the second day of Latin, my teacher taught me… two voices, and that Daphne turned into a tree.

On the third day of Latin, my teacher taught me… three genders, two voices, and that Daphne turned into a tree.

On the fourth day of Latin, my teacher taught me… four conjugations, three genders, two voices, and that Daphne turned into a tree.

On the fifth day of Latin, my teacher taught me… five noun declensions, four conjugations, three genders, two voices, and that Daphne turned into a tree.

On the sixth day of Latin, my teacher taught me… six verb tenses, five noun declensions, four conjugations, three genders, two voices, and that Daphne turned into a tree.

On the seventh day of Latin, my teacher taught me… seven hills of Rome, six verb tenses, five noun declensions, four conjugations, three genders, two voices, and that Daphne turned into a tree.

On the eighth day of Latin, my teacher taught me… eight parts of speech, seven hills of Rome, six verb tenses, five noun declensions, four conjugations, three genders, two voices, and that Daphne turned into a tree.

On the ninth day of Latin, my teacher taught me… nine Muses dancing, eight parts of speech, seven hills of Rome, six verb tenses, five noun declensions, four conjugations, three genders, two voices, and that Daphne turned into a tree.

On the tenth day of Latin, my teacher taught me… X Roman numerals, nine Muses dancing, eight parts of speech, seven hills of Rome, six verb tenses, five noun declensions, four conjugations, three genders, two voices, and that Daphne turned into a tree.

On the eleventh day of Latin, my teacher taught me… 11-syllable poetry, X Roman numerals, nine Muses dancing, eight parts of speech, seven hills of Rome, six verb tenses, five noun declensions, four conjugations, three genders, two voices, and that Daphne turned into a tree.

On the twelfth day of Latin, my teacher taught me… twelve Roman Caesars, 11-syllable poetry, X Roman numerals, nine Muses dancing, eight parts of speech, seven hills of Rome, six verb tenses, five noun declensions, four conjugations, three genders, two voices, and that Daphne turned into a tree.

O, Centurion! (a song dedicated to our classroom centurion, Rory)
O, Centurion, O, Centurion,
How lovely is your bracchium!
O, Centurion, O, Centurion,
How lovely is your bracchium!

Your legs like tree-trunks are so thick,
We all suspect you wear lipstick.
O, Centurion, O, Centurion,
How lovely is your bracchium!

The Carthaginians know you’ll win
When they catch sight of your butt-chin.
O, Centurion, O, Centurion,
How lovely is your bracchium!

The Britons at your hands will pay;
You wear a skirt, but that’s OK.
O, Centurion, O, Centurion,
How lovely is your bracchium!
O, Centurion, O, Centurion,
How lovely is your bracchium!

You crushed the German and the Celt,
Your cape is made of cheap red felt.
O, Centurion, O, Centurion,
How lovely is your bracchium!

Barbarians meet you and drop dead,
They fear the broom upon your head
O, Centurion, O, Centurion,
How lovely is your bracchium!

You pillaged Egypt’s countryside,
Your trusty gladius at your side,
O, Centurion, O, Centurion,
How lovely is your bracchium!

The Armour shines upon your chest;
Of all the Romans you’re the best.
O, Centurion, O, Centurion,
How lovely is your bracchium!
O, Centurion, O, Centurion,
How lovely is your bracchium!


Aquafolia Ornatis
(Deck the Halls)
Aquafolia ornatis
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Tempus hoc hilaritatis
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Vestes claras induamus;
Fa la la la la, la la la la
Cantilenas nunc promamus
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Gaudium Mundo
(Joy to the World)
Leatissimus
Accipiat
Iam mundus Dominum
Dum omnia
In corda nos
Accipimus illum (3 times)


Tinnitus
Jingle Bells
Nantes per nives
In aperta trahea;
Trans agros imus
Omnes ridentes (Ha! Ha! Hae!);
Tintinni tintinnant,
Animose sic;
Laetissime nos canimus
Canticum hac nocte.

Chorus:
Tinnitus, tinnitus
Semper Tinnitus!
O tantum est gaudium,
Dum imus in traha!
Tinnitus, tinnitus,
Semper tinnitus!
O tantum est gaudium,
Dum imus in traha!

1922 Version
Verse One: Nives, glacies, nox, pueritia!
Risus decet, nunc decent carmina! (La la la!)
Laetos iuvat nos ire per agros!
Traha fert velociter, et cachinemus nos!


Chorus:  Tinniat, tinniat tintinnabulum.
Labimur in glacie post mulum curtum!


Verse Two: Me nuper miserum temptavit lunae lux!
Mox assidebat tum puella facti dux!
Vecti subito in nivis cumulos
Caballus est perterritus et tunc eversi nos!


Verse Three:  Solum scintillat, nive candidum,
Repetatur nunc concentus carminum!
Canities abest morosa omnibus!
Puellulas cum pueris delectat hic cursus.

Jingle Bells (Keith Massey) or Blog


Adeste Fideles
Adeste Fideles laeti triumphantes,
Venite, venite in Bethlehem.
Natum videte, Regem Angelorum;

Refrain:

Venite adoremus,
venite adoremus,
venite adoremus
Dominum!

2. Deum de Deo, lumen de lumine,
gestant puellae viscera.
Deum verum, genitum non factum; (refrain)
3. Cantet nunc io chorus Angelorum
cantet nunc aula caelestium:
Gloria in excelsis Deo!

Frigidus Virnix
(Frosty the Snow Man)
Frigidus virnix erat animus laetus
Festul(a) agreste, naso punctoque
Oculisque carboniscum.

Frigidus virnix est fabulam dictum
Fact(um) est nivis, scitur liberis
Eo viscere eum.

Necess(e) est fuisse magic(a) in
Petaso invento:
Eo posito in capite
Incepit persaltere.

Frigidus virnix erat animus laetus
Festul(a) agreste, naso punctoque
Oculisque carboniscum.

Usqu(e) ad vicum sua genista in manu
Currend(o) undique cicum forumque
“Tenate me capere.”

Ducit eos per vias vici ad vigilem inverunt.
Insistit temporis cum audiebat vocem, “Sta!”

Frigidus virnix scivit solem calidum
“Curreamus,” dixit, “Habeamus jocum
Dum Liquefaciam.”

Tam Figidus Virnix properandum’st ad viam
salutavit, “Vale! Noli Flere!
Ego hic reveniam!”

Pulsante pulso, pulsante pulso: Ecce Frigidus!
Pulsante pulso, pulsante pulso, in nivis collibus!


XII Dies Natalis
(The twelve days of Christmas)
I. Primo die Natalis amator dedit mi
perdicem in piro.

II. S’cunda die Natalis amator dedit mi d’os tortures et perdicem in piro.

III. Tertia die Natalis amator dedit mi
tres gallinas, d’os tortures et perdicem in piro.

IV. Quarta die Natalis amator dedit mi quattour aves, tres gallinas, d’ os
tortures et perdicem in piro.

V. Quinta die Natalis amator dedit mi
quinque anulos, quattour aves, tres
gallinas, d’os tortures et perdicem in
piro.

VI. Sexta die Natalis amator dedit mi
sex anseres, quinque anulos, quattour aves, tres gallinas, d’os tortures et perdicem in piro.

VII. Sept’ma die Natalis amator dedit mi septem cygnos nantes, sex anseres, quinque anulos, quattour aves, tres gallinas d’os tortures et perdicem in piro.

VIII. Octava die Natalis amator dedit mi octo quae mulgent, septem cygnos nantes, sex anseres, quinque anulos, quattuor aves, tres gallinas, d’os tortures et perdicem in piro.

IX. Nona die Natalis amator dedit mi
novem aslt’trices, octo quae mulgent, septem cygnos nantes, sex anseres, quinque anulos, quattour aves, tres gallinas, d’os tortures et perdicem in piro.
X. Dec’ma die Natalis amaotr dedit mi decem salt’tores, novem salt’trices, Octo quae mulgent, septem cygnos nantes, sex anseres, quinque anulos, quattuor aves, tres gallinas, d’os tortures et peridicem in piro.

XI. Undec’ma die Natalis amator dedit mi undecim tibic’nes, decem salt’tores, novem salt’trices, octo quae mulgent, septem cygnos nantes, sex anseres, quinque anulos, quattuor aves, tres gallinas, d’os tortures et perdicem in piro.

XII. Duodec’ma die Natalis amator dedit mi d’odecim qui pulsant, undecim tibic’nes, decem salt’tores, novem salt’trices, octo quae mulgent, septem cygnos nantes, sex anseres, quinque anulos, quattuor aves, tres gallinas, d’os tortures et perdicem in piro.


Rudolphus
(Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer)
Reno erat Rudolphus
nasum rubrum habebat;
Si quando hunc videbas,
Hunc candere tu dicas.

Omnes renores alii
Semper hunc deridebant;
cum misero Rudolpho
In ludis non ludebant.

Santus Nicholas dixit
Nocte nebulae,
“Rudolphe, naso claro
Nonne carum tu duces?”

Tum renores clam’bant,
“Rudolphe, delectus es?
Cum naso rubro claro
Historia descendes!”


YOU TUBE SONGS
SOMEWHERE OVER THE RAINBOW

WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD

References
Musa Americana (Series 1-5), Anthony Geyser (1918)
Battle Hymn of the Republic (Rei Publicae Paean Militaris), My Country (Patria Mea)

Carmina Latina, Roy C. Flickinger (1918)
America, Star-Spangled Banner, Antidotium contra Tyrannidem Peccati, Lauriger Horatius, Nonne Dormis

Latin Songs, Calvin Brown (1914)
Adeste Fideles, Carmen Etonense, Carmen Vitae, Dies Irae, Eheu Fugaces, Gaudeamus Igitur,  Integer Vitae, Io Triumphe, Laudate Dominum, Mica Mica, Miserere mei, Non Nobis, O Abies

Latin Songs and Carols, J. C. Robertson (1945)

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