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Music of Iran's children's programs

The Sixties

In the sixties, we witnessed the peak of Iranian music, which subsequently extended to children’s music as well. In the sixties and seventies, the opening and closing title sequence items, which included poetry and music, were an inseparable part of programs, and this very segment of the program was a lasting part in the minds of children. The child who, after the end of the program and in their solitude, would hum the melody of the poem and repeat the content of the poem, and this very matter had a significant impact on conveying the program’s message.

Melody

In children’s music, the melody is the most important part of a piece. And this melody must be performed in such a way that the child hums it in their solitude, and in addition, the arrangements of children’s music must be such that children can release their emotions with it. Another point is that children’s music should also be composed within the vocal range of children and not harm their voices. There are numerous examples of good music in children’s programs that deserve to be revisited by children’s program makers so they can draw inspiration and creativity from them for their own work.

 

Who was it, who was it that asked, what do you have in your hearts?

God’s love, the enemy’s malice…

Who was it, who was it that asked / what do you have in your eyes?

We have a hundred stars / We have a spring cloud

With our eyes, we illuminate the city / We shower the world with stars

Who was it, who was it that asked / what do you have on your lips?

Blossoms of cries / Slogan of war and jihad

Blossoms open on our lips / Our world becomes full of the fragrance of blossoms

Who was it, who was it that asked / what do you have in your hearts

God’s love / The enemies’ malice

Our hearts are the mirror of God’s love / The hope of victory is in our hearts

Who was it, who was it that smiled, asked about our condition

Come, for you are our friend. Whoever you are and wherever you are

Come, for you are our friend. Whoever you are and wherever you are

Come, for you are our friend. Whoever you are and wherever you are

Once upon a time, there was and there wasn’t
Beneath the azure dome
Opposite the children
Sat the storyteller
1The storyteller was telling stories
From the book of stories
Joyful stories
Familiar stories

The story of the big garden
1The story of the pretty flower
The story of the lion and the leopard
The story of the clever mouse
The story of the big garden
The story of the pretty flower
The story of the lion and the leopard
The story of the clever mouse

Mr. Hekayati is the name of our storyteller
Beneath the azure dome is the good city of stories
Beneath the azure dome is the good city of stories

There was a star above
There was a blossom below
Our story came to an end
Our story was just this

We came down, there was water
We went up to the sky
Until other stories
God keep you
We came down, there was water
We went up to the sky
Until other stories
God keep you
God keep you
God keep you

Little sparrow Ashi Mashi, do not sit on our eaves
It will rain and you’ll get wet, it will snow and you’ll become a snowball
You’ll fall into the painting pond
You’ll get wet, you’ll become a snowball
You’ll fall into the painting pond
Who will catch you? The chief custodian
Who will kill you? The butcher master
Who will cook you? The head chef
Who will eat you? You being the ruler
Little sparrow Ashi Mashi…
Little sparrow Ashi Mashi, do not sit on our eaves
It will rain and you’ll get wet, it will snow and you’ll become a snowball
You’ll fall into the painting pond
You’ll get wet, you’ll become a snowball
You’ll fall into the painting pond
Who will catch you? The chief custodian
Who will kill you? The butcher master
Who will cook you? The head chef
Who will eat you? You being the ruler
Little sparrow Ashi Mashi…

Grandmother’s house has a thousand stories
Grandmother’s house has joy and sorrow

Grandmother’s house has fresh words
Grandmother’s house has plants and greenery
Grandmother’s house has a thousand stories
Grandmother’s house has joy and sorrow

Grandmother’s house has fresh words
Grandmother’s house has plants and greenery

Next to our house is always a meadow

Its plains are full of the scent of flowers, here it is always spring

When the heart is kind, joy comes and stays
Happiness peeks over the wall into the house

Dolls! Dolls!
Where are you?
Grandmother!
Hadi! Hoda!
Come, come
We are good dolls
We are made of thread, nails, and wood
We are good dolls
We are made of thread, nails, and wood
Where is father?
I am right here
Where is mother?
Right here
Our sweet dolls
We make the story
Our sweet dolls
We make the story
Come, come
Hello, hello
Truly, I am myself Agha Baba
We are story dolls
We are bread, cheese, and pistachios

 

Writer : Mahmoud Alipour

6 دیدگاه

  1. با تشکر از شما که یاد ۳۰ سال پیش را برامون زنده می کنین در مورد گروه سرود قصه بابا گفتین که سر گروه سرود دکتر ازمایشگاه شده و گزارشی در این مورد دیدیم . ولی در مورد بچه های سرود کیبود کی بود که خندید هر چی سرچ می کنم نمی دونم اونا کجان خواهشا از اونا هم گزارشی تهیه کنین ممنون از شما.

  2. سلام
    آثار چرا دانلود نداره؟
    یه آهنگ خیلی قشنگ هم بود که متشن این بود رنگ رنگ رنگ رنگ یه کار ساده و قشنگ دوباره کاغذ و قلم یواش یواش قدم قدم
    اینو نمیتونین پیدا کنین؟

  3. منم اتفاقا دنبال همون اهنگ و کیلیپم تو مهدکودک ما ضبط شده بود هیلی دوست دارم پیداش کنم.

  4. سلام اخی یاددهه شصت افتادم یادمه این سرودها رادرایام مختلفی مثل دهه فجر.۳۱شهریور.ماه رمضان.عیذنوروز و… پخش میکردند. روحیه اون وقت بچه ها کجا واحوال بچه های این دوره زمونه کجا

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