Molde Canticle


This is beautiful.The scenery will blow you away.

Sissel Kyrkjebo has a angelic voice.

Sissel Kyrkjebo

via Molde Canticle – Sissel 720p HD – YouTube.

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Ailein Duinn~Celtic Spirit


Ailein Duinn by Celtic Spirit with Scottish Gaelic lyrics, English translation and story behind the song.

“Allan Morrison was a sea captain from the isle of Lewis. In the spring of 1788 he left Stornoway to go to Scalpay, Harris, where he was to marry Annie Campbell. Unfortunately they sailed into a storm and all the crew sank with the vessel. This is the lament she composed. The broken-hearted Annie wasted away through grief and died a few months afterward. Her body was washed ashore near where her fiance’s was found. There are quite a few variants of this song.”

Lyrics:

Gura mise tha fo éislean
Moch sa mhaduinn is mi ‘g éirigh
Sèist:
Ò hì shiùbhlainn leat
Hì ri bhò hò ru bhì
Hì ri bhò hò rinn o ho
Ailein Duinn, ò hì shiubhlainn leat
Ma ‘s e ‘n cluasag dhut a’ ghaineamh
Ma ‘s e leabaidh dhut an fheamainn
Ma ‘s e ‘n t-iasg do choinnlean geala
Ma ‘s e na ròin do luchd-faire
Dh’òlainn deoch ge b’ oil le càch e
De dh’fhuil do choim ‘s tu ‘n déidh do bhathadh

Translation

How sorrowful I am
Early in the morning rising
Chorus (after each verse):
Ò hì, I would go with thee
Hì ri bhò hò ru bhì
Hì ri bhò hò rinn o ho
Brown-haired Alan, ò hì, I would go with thee
If it is thy pillow the sand
If it is thy bed the seaweed
If it is the fish thy candles bright
If it is the seals thy watchmen
I would drink, though all would abhor it
Of thy heart’s blood after thy drowning

Dylan~Lay Lady Lay


Lyrics

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Whatever colors you have in your mind
I’ll show them to you and you’ll see them shine

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile
Until the break of day, let me see you make him smile
His clothes are dirty but his hands are clean
And you’re the best thing that he’s ever seen

Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile
Why wait any longer for the world to begin
You can have your cake and eat it too
Why wait any longer for the one you love
When he’s standing in front of you

Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead
I long to see you in the morning light
I long to reach for you in the night
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead

Home Bound Whitney


It felt like spring time
On this February morning

It felt like spring time
On this February morning
In the courtyard
Birds were singing your praise
I’m still recalling things you said
To make me feel alright

I watched the service online (Live).

It was an amazing send off to Home.

Whitney Elizabeth Houston
(August 9, 1963 – February 11, 2012)

Manose~and his wooden flute


I always wanted to play the flute. Manose.

In school it was my first instrument;but alas I did not have the proper breathing techniques.I went to the clarinet.My Uncle played and he had a very old one in the attic.My dad bought me reeds and said if I stuck with it he would buy me a new one.
A few months later I had a brand new Bundy.