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1. |
I riden så
04:52
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O Silibrand körde uppå höga loftesvala
-Allt under den linden så gröna-
Där fick han se sin dotter i lunden fara
-I riden så varliga genom lunden med henne-
O välest mig, välest mig vad jag nu ser
Jag ser min dotter, hon kommer till mig
O Silibrand fämnar ut kappan så blå
Den föder hon två karska svennbarnen på
Min fader skall jag giva min gångare grå
Som han skall rida till kyrkan uppå
Min syster skall jag giva mina guldringar sju
Som jag ej haft sen jag stod brud
Min broder skall jag giva mina handskar små
Som han skall ha likvart han går
Den ene så för dom till Frejas dop
Den andra så för dom till Valhalla sal
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Òladh neo na òladh càch i
Biodh i làn aig ceann a' bhùird
Sèist:
Biodh an deoch seo 'n làimh mo rùin
Deoch slàinte le fear an tùir
Biodh an deoch seo 'n làimh mo rùin
Chunnacas bàt' air an fhairge
'S an làimh dhearg air an stiùir
Chunnaic mi dol seach' an caol i
'S badan fraoich 's an t-slait shiùil
Fhir a chunnaic air an t-sàil i
Beannaich an long bhàn 's a criùdh'
Beannaich a cruinn àrd 's a h-acfhuinn
A cuid acraichean 's a siùil
Ged a tha mi 'n seo an Colla
B' e mo thoil a dhol a Rùm
Agus as a sin a dh' Uibhist
Nan d' fhuair mi mo ghuidhe leam
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3. |
Tir na n’Óg
03:50
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Zu anderer Zeit, in weiter Ferne
reiten wir durch Wälder und Weiten,
unberührt von den Gezeiten.
Mein Liebster, es ist nicht mehr weit!
Mein Liebster, es ist nicht mehr weit!
Ich spüre Deine Wärme und ich fühle Deine Nähe.
Mein Oisin, ich bin bereit!
Zu dieser Zeit, in vertrauten Gefilden
fliegen wir in mein Heimatland,
der Weg ist nur mir und mein Schwestern bekannt.
Mein Liebster, kein Menschen Aug
Mein Liebster, hat dies je gesehen
Willst Du mich begleiten und auf immer mit mir sein?
Mein Oisin, wirst Du je verstehen?
Zu aller Zeit, an jenem Ort,
bin ich mit Dir in unserem Gemach.
Mit Dir bin ich glücklich, also frage nicht nach.
Mein Liebster, die Zeit steht nicht still!
Mein Liebster, sie schreitet nicht fort!
Die Zeit, sie ist unendlich und endlich zugleich.
Mein Oisin, das ist Gesetz im Feenreich!
Zu keiner Zeit, kehrst Du zurück
Im Spiegel des Wasser, sehe ich Dich vergehen.
Du bist gegangen, Du bist mir entrückt.
Mein Liebster, sehe Zeit an Dir nagen!
Mein Liebster, sehe Zeiten Dich plagen!
Die Zeit, sie trägt Dich immerfort an Orte,
an die ich Dir nicht folgen kann!
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4. |
The Bard
06:02
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O come ye down, you knights and dames
I’ve got a tale to sing
My harp will play for you alone
Full of longing every string
My love, my only charming love
Why must you go away
So far away o’er seven seas
To follow our good king
Another story has been told
Of fate and treachery
Oh why my love must you watch me
And my village captured be
We played so cheerful by the pond
Our hearts filled with delight
And now you sit on your fine horse
While I lose my liberty
A vision came up to my mind
Of a soldier on his horse
A proud roman officer
In rage he raised his sword
The sound of metal in the air
I stood and watched him pass
To defend his love was his attempt
He failed so, alas
With all these painful images
In mind I could not stay
Beside my peaceful fireplace
And so I went astray
All through the deep and lonely woods
I wandered in the night
To flee theses dreams of blood and pain
I struggled with all my might
My story has come to an end
Now listen carefully
I learned to live with all my pain
And came to bless all thee
In songs my tales of love betrayed
Grow strong and they grow shining
When every coin has got two sides
Love and pain are intertwining
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5. |
Hùg Air A’Bhonaid Mhòir
03:36
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Hùg air a' bhonaid mhòir
Cuiribh oirre 's leigibh leatha
Tuilleadh air a' bhonaid eile
Chan eil leth gu leòr oirre
Hùg air a' bhonaid mhòir
Cuiribh oirre 's leigibh leatha
Tuilleadh air a' bhonaid eile
Chan eil leth gu leòr oirre
Bhonaid a bh' aig Dòmhnall Bàn
Ann an Bothalam na tàmh
Bha i uiread ris an spàrr
B' àird' i na lòban
Bhonaid a bh' aig Dòmhnall Bàn
Ann an Bothalam na tàmh
Bha i uiread ris an spàrr
B' àird' i na lòban
Hùg air a' bhonaid mhòir
Cuiribh oirre 's leigibh leatha
Tuilleadh air a' bhonaid eile
Chan eil leth gu leòr oirre
Hùg air a' bhonaid mhòir
Cuiribh oirre 's leigibh leatha
Tuilleadh air a' bhonaid eile
Chan eil leth gu leòr oirre
Bhonaid a bh' aig Dòmhnall Bàn
Ann an Bothalam na tàmh
Bha i uiread ris an spàrr
B' àird' i na lòban
Bhonaid a bh' aig Dòmhnall Bàn
Ann an Bothalam na tàmh
Bha i uiread ris an spàrr
B' àird' i na lòban
Hùg air a' bhonaid mhòir
Cuiribh oirre 's leigibh leatha
Tuilleadh air a' bhonaid eile
Chan eil leth gu leòr oirre
Hùg air a' bhonaid mhòir
Cuiribh oirre 's leigibh leatha
Tuilleadh air a' bhonaid eile
Chan eil leth gu leòr oirre
Bhonaid a bh' aig Dòmhnall Bàn
Ann an Bothalam na tàmh
Bha i uiread ris an spàrr
B' àird' i na lòban
Bhonaid a bh' aig Dòmhnall Bàn
Ann an Bothalam na tàmh
Bha i uiread ris an spàrr
B' àird' i na lòban
Da thàbh air an fharaidh
Tha rud shìos anns a charaidh
Da thàbh air an fharaidh
Tha rud aig an fhaoileig
Da thàbh air an fharaidh
Tha rud shìos anns a charaidh
Da thàbh air an fharaidh
Tha rud aig an fhaoileig
Ged tha mi gun rud agam
Tha rud shìos anns a' charaidh
Ged tha mi gun rud agam
Tha rud aig an fhaoileig
Ged tha mi gun rud agam
Tha rud shìos anns a' charaidh
Ged tha mi gun rud agam
Tha rud aig an fhaoileig
Da thàbh air an fharaidh
Tha rud shìos anns a charaidh
Da thàbh air an fharaidh
Tha rud aig an fhaoileig
Da thàbh air an fharaidh
Tha rud shìos anns a charaidh
Da thàbh air an fharaidh
Tha rud aig an fhaoileig
Ged tha mi gun rud agam
Tha rud shìos anns a' charaidh
Ged tha mi gun rud agam
Tha rud aig an fhaoileig
Ged tha mi gun rud agam
Tha rud shìos anns a' charaidh
Ged tha mi gun rud agam
Tha rud aig an fhaoileig
O hùg air a' bhonaid mhòir
Cuiribh oirre 's leigibh leatha
Tuilleadh air a' bhonaid eile
Chan eil leth gu leòr oirre
Hùg air a' bhonaid mhòir
Cuiribh oirre 's leigibh leatha
Tuilleadh air a' bhonaid eile
Chan eil leth gu leòr oirre
Bhonaid a bh' aig Dòmhnall Bàn
Ann an Bothalam na tàmh
Bha i uiread ris an spàrr
B' àird' i na lòban
Bhonaid a bh' aig Dòmhnall Bàn
Ann an Bothalam na tàmh
Bha i uiread ris an spàrr
B' àird' i na lòban
Hùg air a' bhonaid mhòir
Cuiribh oirre 's leigibh leatha
Tuilleadh air a' bhonaid eile
Chan eil leth gu leòr oirre
Hùg air a' bhonaid mhòir
Cuiribh oirre 's leigibh leatha
Tuilleadh air a' bhonaid eile
Chan eil leth gu leòr oirre
Bhonaid a bh' aig Dòmhnall Bàn
Ann an Bothalam na tàmh
Bha i uiread ris an spàrr
B' àird' i na lòban
Bhonaid a bh' aig Dòmhnall Bàn
Ann an Bothalam na tàmh
Bha i uiread ris an spàrr
B' àird' i na lòban
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6. |
Sí Do Mhaimeo Í
02:20
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Curfá:
'Sí do mhaimeo í, 'sí do mhaimeo í
'Sí do mhaimeo í, cailleach an airgid
'Sí do mhaimeo í, ó Bhaile Inis Mhóir í
'S chuirfeadh sí cóistí ar bhóithre Cois Fharraige
Dá bhfeicfeá' an "steam" 'ghabhail siar Tóin Uí Loin'
'S na rothaí 'ghabhail timpeall siar ó na ceathrúnaí
Chaithfeadh sí 'n stiúir naoi n-vair' ar a cúl
'S ní choinneodh sí siúl le cailleach an airgid
(Curfá)
'Measann tú, 'bpósfa', 'measann tú 'bpósfa'
'Measann tú, 'bpósfa', cailleach an airgid?
Tá's a'm nach 'bpósfa', tá's a'm nach 'bpósfa'
Mar tá sé ró-óg 'gus d'ólfadh sé'n t-airgead
(Curfá 2x)
'S gairid go 'bpósfaidh, 's gairid go 'bpósfaidh
'S gairid go 'bpósfaidh, beirt ar an mbaile seo
'S gairid go 'bpósfaidh, 's gairid go 'bpósfaidh
Séan Shéamais Mhóir agus Máire Ní Chathasaigh
(Curfá 3x)
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7. |
Schwedenwalzer
03:15
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8. |
Crow Moon
04:01
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What do you know about the crow moon?
What do you know about the crow moon?
The crows are heralds from the otherworld
When the moon is full the ancestors speak
What do you hear when the moon is full?
What do you hear when the moon is full?
The crows know the secrets hidden within
They watch their surroundings and croak their warning
The crows know the secrets hidden within
They watch their surroundings and croak their warning
What do you see when you hear the secrets call?
What do you see when you hear the secrets call?
The winds are blowing
The sowing is coming
The air is changing
The earth is growing
What do you know about the crow moon?
What do you hear when the moon is full?
What do you see when you hear the secrets call?
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9. |
Kupalinka
04:00
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Купалiнка-купалiнка,
Цёмная ночка...
Цёмная ночка, дзе ж твая дочка?
Мая дочка у садочку
Ружу, ружу полiць,
Ружу, ружу полiць,
Белы ручкi колiць.
Кветачкi рвець, кветачкi рвець,
Вяночкi звiвае,
Вяночкi звiвае,
Слёзкi пралiвае.
Купалiнка-купалiнка,
Цёмная ночка...
Цёмная ночка, дзе ж твая дочка?
lateinische Umschrift:
Kupalinka, Kupalinka
Ciomnaja nočka
Ciomnaja nočka
A dzie ž tvaja dočka?
Maja dočka u sadočku
Ružu, ružu polić
Ružu, ružu polić
Biely ručki kolić
Ružu, ružu polić
Biely ručki kolić
Kupalinka, Kupalinka
Ciomnaja nočka
Ciomnaja nočka
A dzie ž tvaja dočka?
Ciomnaja nočka
A dzie ž tvaja dočka?
Ciomnaja nočka
A dzie ž tvaja dočka?
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11. |
Dragon Tribe
05:25
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I am a daughter from the tribe of the dragons
I am a daughter of the dragon tribe
My tribe is grand
My tribe is strong
I am a daughter of the dragon tribe
An old tribe on old trails - the dragon tribe
Trails of magic, secret pathways - the dragon tribe
Filled with light and darkness - the dragon tribe
My tribe is grand
My tribe is strong
I am a daughter of the dragon tribe
The world of the dragons
vanished in the mists
The mists of oblivion
sank down onto my tribe
Yet now is the time of awakening
I am a daughter of the dragon tribe
Awakening in wisdom
Awakening in compassion
I am a child of the dragon tribe
For all souls and beings
on all trails and pathways
I am a child of the dragon tribe
My tribe is grand
My tribe is strong
I am a child of the dragon tribe
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12. |
Kommt ins Licht
03:51
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Myriam Carl Ayuna Berlin, Germany
Myriam sings and plays Mystic Folk and Celtic Folk Music and writes own songs that follow the traditions of mysticism and Celtic Heritage. Nordic influences are also very strong in her music. Her voice is often described as crystal clear, touching, strong and delicate at the same time ... more
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