Celtic Lyrics Corner.

Excellent resource for Gaelic lyrics and translations.

http://www.celticlyricscorner.net/index.htm

Amethystos, Tania, can you make this a sticky please?

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This time Anthem was played by the fanfare....
And yes we're talking about the same music.
Wales and Bretagne share the same music theme. Celts united!

"A common theme in Scottish and Irish ballads is that "the young rover" will sail off, see the world and generally have a great time while the young lady in his life sits at home patiently awaiting his return. In this song however the roles are reversed when he returns, after a long absence, just in time to wave goodbye as she sets out on a voyage of her own.

This is an adaptation of two versions which Andy M Stewart learned from his mother and from his great-aunt Belle Stewart. He has written two new verses and slightly adapted the tune." from Album's infos.

Lyrics -> http://www.songlyrics.com/silly-wiza...ckbird-lyrics/

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"Famed folklorist and musicologist, the late Alan Lomax, attributes "Black is the Color of My True Love's Hair" to Scottish origin, sometime during the 19th century. There's a line in the original version of the song: "I go to the Clyde to mourn and weep / But satisfied I could never sleep," referring to the River Clyde in Scotland." source


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Lyrics differ from one version to another ....

Black is the color of my true love's hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
She has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands.
I love the ground whereon she stands

I love my love and well she knows
I love the ground whereon she goes.
And I wish the day, it soon will come
That she and I will be as one

I'll go to the Clyde and I'll mourn and weep
Where satisfied I never shall be
I'll write her a letter, just a few short lines
And suffer death ten thousand times

Song starts on 1.48

A Jacobite song lamenting the loss of a piper during the rebellion of 1745.

This melody was written by the MacLeod’s piper, Donald Ban MacCrimmon, during the Jacobite rebellion of 1745. Accompanying Chief Norman MacLeod of MacLeod on the Hanoverian side of the rebellion, Donald Ban was captured in December at Inverurie by Jacobite forces, and such was his fame at the time, that the Jacobite pipers all went on strike to protest against his detention. The original Gaelic words to this song have been attributed to a member of MacCrimmon’s family following his death in battle the following year. source

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