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Szerelem
05:42
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Szerelem szerelem,
Átkozott gyötrelem.
Love love,
Wretched suffering
Szerelem szerelem,
Átkozott gyötrelem,
Love love,
Wretched suffering
Mért nem virágoztál
Minden fa tetején,
Why don’t you blossom
On top of every tree,
Minden fa tetején,
Ciprushfa levelén.
On top of every tree,
On a cyprus leaf.
Hogy szakasztott vólna,
Minden szegény legény,
So that they could pick you,
Every penniless boy,
Minden szegény legény,
Minden árva leány.
Every penniless boy,
Every orphan girl.
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Beauty Thunders
04:57
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And beauty thunders, it will reign upon this great earth.
Water of life, would you teach me to sing your sweet song?
And though great winds blow, oh my people we must carry on.
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Ciamar a nì mi 'n dannsa dìreach
How can I make a tidy dance
Ciamar a nì mi 'n ruidhle bòidheach
How can I dance a bonny reel
Ciamar a nì mi 'n dannsa dìreach
How can I make a tidy dance
Dh'fhalbh a' phrìn' a chuir air chlì mi
The pin went and that put me astray
Dh'fhalbh a' phrìn' ás bonn mo chòta
The pin went from the hem of my coat
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Mo ghille mór foghain'each
My big, able lad
Mo ghille mór gaolach
My big, darling lad
Mo ghille mór foghain'each
My big, able lad
Mo bhuachaill' nan caorach
My herder of the sheep
Mo bhuachaill' a' laochan
My hero is the shepherd
Mo bhuachaill' nan caorach
My hero herds the sheep
Mo bhuachaill' nan gobhar
My hero herds the goats
'S mo bhuachaill' nan caorach
My hero herds the sheep
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Dance in the Storm
06:04
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Thunder swept the mountain side, the day you left the village my love.
T’was a full moon May night.
And I remembered the time by the great riverside, when you taught me to dance, to dance in the storm.
We had come from many a land, a great distance.
All in search of the spirit, laid with longing far too long.
Up the mountain we climbed, though the wind’s song was wild, to where the sacred wheel was laid and the fire burned on.
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As we called them one by one, North, South, East and West.
Oh this stirring in my breast! Is it you blue hummingbird?
You were my blue hummingbird. Called by the nectar of my flowering heart.
Oh you could not linger long.
But I remember the time by the great riverside when you taught me to dance, to dance in the storm.
Water came down from the heavens above. She stung and bit our tender skin. Some ran for shelter, but we held the circle strong.
Though the storm raged on, and the night grew so long...
Soon came a clearing in the sky, pierced by the full moonlight.
‘Machi, Machi Machi Ma
Machi cura, Machi sana
Machi canta me una nana’
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You were my blue humming bird.
Called by the nectar of my flowering heart, oh you could not linger long.
And I remember the time by the great riverside, when you taught me to dance, to dance in the storm.
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Que mi Medicina
05:11
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Que mi medicina me cure es la medicina de todos
May the medicine that cures me, be the medicine for all
Dios somos todos, dios somos todo
God we all are, God we all are
Madre Tierra, Agua Sagrada
Mother Earth, Sacred Water
Toda mi vida, todo mi amor.
All my life, All my love
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Txoria Txori
04:57
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Bánchnoic Éireann Óigh
05:02
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Take a blessing from my heart to the land of my birth,
the fair Hills of Eire, O!
And to all that yet survive of Eibhear’s tribe on earth,
On the fair Hills of Eire, O!
In that land so delightful the wild thrush’s lay seems to pour a lament forth for Eire's decay
Alas ! alas ! why pine I a thousand miles away
From the fair Hills of Eire, !
The soil is rich and soft the air is mild and bland,
On the fair Hills of Eire, O !
Her barest rock is greener to me than this rude land
O ! the fair Hills of Eire.
Her woods are tall and straight, grove rising over grove ;
Trees flourish in her glens below, and on her heights above ;
O, in heart and in soul, I shall ever, ever love The fair Hills of Eire, !
A noble tribe, moreover, are the now hapless Gael, On the fair hills of Eire, O !
A tribe in Battle’s hour unused to shrink or fail On the fair Hills of Eire, !
For this is my lament in bitterness outpoured,
To see them slain or scattered by the Saxon sword.
Oh, woe of woes, to see a foreign spoiler horde On the fair Hills of Eire, O !
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The Old Ways Restored
03:59
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We will Rise Again
06:24
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How many times have we circled this fire,
A prayer upon our lips?
How many times have we gone to the waters edge
to give thanks for these gifts?
And we will rise again,
We will rise again.
My people will rise again,
we’ll rise.
So many times I’ve looked out across the ocean, wondered what is it all for?
So many times I’ve raised my hands to the sky, I’ve prayed for more. And that we will
rise again,
We will rise again.
Earth’s people will rise again,
Oh, we’ll rise.
And there is no time.
And yet in the end, all will be restored in wholeness my friends.
And we will rise again,
We will rise again.
Earth’s people will rise again,
we’ll rise.
Hallelujah!
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Peia Ashland, Oregon
Peia Luzzi is a song collector & writer, drawing inspiration from her ancestral roots of Celtic and Old World European music, and folklore. With a soaring soprano voice, she dances nimbly between Child Ballads and 17th C. Gaelic laments, to Waulking Songs from Scotland, and old Bulgarian mountain wails. Her timeless originals speak to the heart of the human condition. ... more
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