This weekly series
will include as many of my all-time favorite tunes as I can get my grubby
little hands on (so to speak). Now, each
one included in each edition will have some connection with the other—albeit
only as a figment of my imagination, but they will not be numbered. For I just cannot bring myself to rate some
higher than others. So, this will not be
a countdown, but if you are enjoying them as much as I do, it won’t matter. Besides, with no countdown, this could go on
forever and ever! Oh, and despite the
fact that there is absolutely no way that your musical tastes can be as
exquisite as mine, I welcome any suggestions that you might dare to make. I am, after all, quite magnanimous by nature.
Link: [Loreena McKennitt]
The Mummer’s Dance
Loreena McKennitt
When in the
springtime of the year
When the trees are
crowned with leaves
When the ash and
oak
And the birch and
yew
Are dressed in
ribbons fair
When owls call the
breathless moon
In the blue veil of
the night
The shadows of the
trees appear
Amidst the lantern
light
We've been rambling
all the night
And sometime of
this day
Now returning back
again
We bring a garland
gay
Who will go down to
those shady groves
And summon the
shadows there
And tie a ribbon on
those sheltering arms
In the springtime
of the year
The songs of birds
seem to fill the wood
That when the
fiddler plays
All their voices
can be heard
Long past their
woodland days
We've been rambling
all the night
And sometime of
this day
Now returning back
again
We bring a garland
gay
And so they linked
their hands and danced
Round in circles
and in rows
And so the journey
of the night descends
When all the shades
are gone
A garland gay we
bring you here
And at your door we
stand
It is a sprout well
budded out
The work of our
Lord's hand
We've been rambling
all the night
And sometime of
this day
Now returning back
again
We bring a garland
gay
We've been rambling
all the night
And sometime of
this day
Now returning back
again
We bring a garland
gay
Link: [Enya]
Only Time
Enya
Who can say where
the road goes
Where the day flows
Only time
And who can say if
your love grows
As your heart chose
Only time
Who can say why
your heart sighs
As your love flies
Only time
And who can say why
your heart cries
When your love lies
Only time
Who can say when
the roads meet
That love might be
In your heart
And who can say
when the day sleeps
If the night keeps
All your heart
Night keeps
All your heart
Who can say if your
love grows
As your heart chose
Only time
And who can say
where the road goes
Where the day flows
Only time
Who knows
Only time
Who knows
Only time
Lyrics From:
[elyrics.net]
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The first is a bit 'New Age' for me, and as for recording a record in the rain, tsk! Rubbish!
ReplyDeleteI started listening to that first one and Duke wondered what the heck was going on up on my desk with all those wolves howling
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by, my dear Adullamite!!! I suppose Druidism could be considered New Age.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by, my dear Ann!!! Come on now, she sang better than that!
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely beautiful...a great start to my day...
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by, my dear Lee!!! Both of these songs have a memorizing effect upon me, but this is especially true of "The Mummers Dance." For I could listen to it over and over again for hours at a time. Although, it still does not help all that much with getting Adullamite out of my head. Sigh.
ReplyDeleteLoreena McKennitt has a beautiful voice although I can barely understand her words. I like her though. The words are not terribly important to me.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by, my dear Anvilcloud!!! Yes, I also have trouble understanding what she is singing without having the lyrics before me to read. It surprises me that you are having the same trouble, though. For she is a Canadian! (LOL?)
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