- A red, red rose
Burns 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 Duinn
Gura 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,
- Lyra
I 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
- Riverdance
Hear 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
- Runaway
Say 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 Ireland
SONG 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