A red, red roseBurns Original
O, my luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June.
O, my luve's like the melodie,
That's sweetly play'd in tune.
As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
Ailein DuinnGura mise tha fo e'islean,
Moch sa' mhaduinn is mi g'eirigh,
O hi shiu'bhlainn leat,
Hi ri bho, ho ru bhi,
Hi ri bho, ho rionn o ho,
Ailein duinn, o hi shiu'bhlainn leat.
Ma 'se cluasag dhut a' ghainneamh,
LyraI FEAR WE HAVE NO TIME
OUR HEARTS ENTWINED
OUR LIVES RESIGNED TO
DESPERATE MEASURES OF DESPAIR
I NEED TO STEAL AWAY
TO WHERE THE GREY
CANNOT TAKE HOLD, BUT
RiverdanceHear my cry
In my hungering search for you
Taste my breath on the wind
See the sky
As it mirrors my colours
Hints and whispers begin
I am living to nourish you, cherish you
RunawaySay it’s true
There’s nothing like me and you
You’re not alone
Tell me you feel it too
Cause I would run away
I would run away with you
I would run away
Song for IrelandSONG FOR IRELAND
Performed by:Mary Black on Putumayo presents "Women of the Celtic World"
Transcribed by: Dirk Cushenbery (dirkcush@pdq.net)
Verse 1:
Walking all the day
Near tall towers where falcons build their nests
Silver-winged they fly