Still seething over the HIMYM finale, and after yesterday’s tribute to Ted, I was going to launch into all of the things that went wrong with that episode, but since the rest of the Internet has done that for me, I won’t do it here.
Instead, my attentions now turn to the word “hallelujah.”
During tonight’s choir rehearsal (my first practicing Zakaria Paliashvili’s composition for the Divine Liturgy of St. John Chrysostom), I started thinking about the similarities of the word’s structure, no matter what language I’m singing.
Latin, Italian, French, Russian: alleluia
Finnish and German: halleluja
And now, Georgian, which matches the Latin line.
I am no linguist, nor am I a particularly religious person, but it seems fitting that this word to praise something greater than us unites different cultures. (I did find a good description of the word’s origin here.)
And now, must honor Leonard Cohen’s song, though I’m going with a version I heard performed when I went to a Rufus Wainwright concert last year.