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Colour Me
04:55
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Colour me
By the river and the water of the deep blue sea
It’s just me
Breaking down the walls upon the shifting sand
Chorus:
Something has begun
This dream won't come undone
Crumbling grey clad city walls
Hide our ancient lore
This treasure we have won
Colour me
Painting with a memory that used to be
It’s just me
Echoing the music of a distant land
Chorus:
Something has begun
This dream won't come undone
Crumbling grey clad city walls
Hide our ancient lor
This treasure we have won
MEMORY - MEMORY - MEMORY - MEMORY - COLOURS ME
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Feeling Wings
03:27
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Silent love says so much more
than fiery songs can ever sing
Deep thoughts reach out to explore
and find the hidden spring.
I look into my soul
and spread enfolding feeling wings
on high my woman's hear will soar
moving slowly with the winds.
And the world will roll along
with a spirit and a power
bringing words to love song
to bind our hearts in one.
Oh, love and freedom
you are ever lovely things
we live and die for freedom
to hear love's spirit sing.
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Bheir meo a robhean o
Bheir meo a robean e
Bheir meo a roaho
sad am I without thee
Thou ar’t music of my heart
Harp of joy -- o cruit mo chruidh
Moon of guidance by night
Strength and light thou art to me
When I’m lonely dear white heart
Black the night or wild the sea
By loves light my foot finds
The old pathway to thee
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Dancer
08:31
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Dancers
bow to each other
hark to the musical strain
silent lips -- moist and tremulous
See the dancer
Move in silent cautious stretches
listening -- to the murmur of yearning
feeling -- pressure of a secret spring
See the dancer
Call to the silent sun
lingering last ebb of light
on latent bows in bud
See the dancer
Nature remains an anchor
thought -- dancer in the air -- the breeze
springs from the toe -- lights on the ground
See the dancer
Reach for the music of the spheres
listening -- to the murmur of yearning
feeling -- pressure of a secret spring
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There is a ship, and she sails the sea
She's loaded deep, as deep can be.
But not as deep as the love I'm in.
I know not how I sink or swim.
The water is wide I cannot cross o'er.
And neither have I wings to fly.
Give me a boat that can carry two.
And both shall row my love and I.
I leaned my back up against an oak.
Thinking it was a trusty tree.
But first it swayed, and then it broke.
And so did my true love to me.
O, love is handsome, and love is fine.
Bright as a jewel when first it's new.
But love grows old and waxes cold.
And fades away like the morning dew.
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Walking down the street
in a world of my own
thinking about a plan for tomorrow
rethinking all my plans
rethinking everything I know
here in this distant land
feel the changes come and the changes go
Chorus:
How can we change what may betide?
How can we shape our tomorrow?
Singing our song again --Bringing it all the way home.
Singing our song again --Bringing it all the way home.
There’s a bird flying high
fights the wind way above us
forgotten voice of nature
singing soft in the air
remember all your plans
remember everything you know
here in tomorrow’s land
let the seasons come and let the seasons go.
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I Believe In Love
03:18
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Tonight...
My soul yearns upward
My body seeks the ground
I am alone now, my heart is aching
I want to delve deep
Into the water
Into the air - into your arms
Did my quick heart
reach too soon for you
I sit and dream of you
beneath the rising moon
Under the shower
of silver moonlight
I am striving
my heart to free
Chorus:
But I believe in love
I love the tender love
the warm and joyous love
I found with you
This joyous glance of life
will hold no sorrow
when the tumbling waters
of love run free
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Sally Gardens
03:36
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Down by the salley gardens
my love and I did meet;
She passed the salley garden
with little snow-white feet.
She bid me take love easy,
as the leaves grow on the tree;
But I, being young and foolish,
with her did not agree.
In a field by the river
my love and I did stand,
And on my leaning shoulder
she laid her snow-white hand.
She bid me take life easy,
as the grass grows on the weirs;
But I was young and foolish
and now am full of tears.
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Connemara Cradle Song
05:28
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On the wings of the wind, o'er the dark rolling deep
Angels are coming to watch o'er thy sleep
Angels are coming to watch over thee
So li'st to the wind coming over the sea
Hear the winds blow - hear the winds blow
Lean your head over, hear the wind blow
Oh winds of the night, may your fury be crossed
May no one that's dear to our island be lost
Blow the winds lightly, calm be the foam.
Shine the light brightly to guide them back home.
The currachs are sailing way out on the blue
Laden with herring of silvery hue
Silver the herring, silver the sea
Soon they'll be herring for baby and me
The currachs tomorrow will stand on the shore
And he'll go sailing, a-sailing no more.
The nets will be drying, nets heaven blessed
Safe in my arms, contented he'll rest.
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Time
05:33
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Time beseeching time
sleepers deep within the mind
old music calling to race memory
alive down deep inside.
So unto Brid, Queen of song,
from race memory we pass through you.
We play on ancient ground
scatter leaves on wisdom’s mound
Thee roots of history and memory
are buried deep in song
How can we reach…
how can we reach the source of tunes?
Chorus:
Yesterday, yesteryear
Live-on, live-on
Yesterday, yesteryear
live on- live on
Feel the tunes of yore
through Bardic tales and Bardic lore
Old music calling to race memory
alive down deep inside.
So unto Brid, Queen of song,
from race memory we pass through you.
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My young love said to me, my parents won't mind
And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind.
Then she stepped away from me, and this she did say,
It will not be long love, till our wedding day.
She stepped away from me and she moved through the fair
And fondly I watched her move here and move there.
Then she went her way homeward with one star awake,
as the swan in the evening moved over the lake.
The people were saying, no two were e're wed
But one had a sorrow that never was said.
She went her way home ward with her goods and her gear.
And that was the last that I saw of my dear.
Last night she came to me, my dead love came in
So softly she came that her feet made no din.
Then she put her hand on me and this, she did say
It will not be long love till our wedding day.
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Maireid Sullivan Melbourne, Australia
Maireid Sullivan is a singer, songwriter, multimedia producer, and a researcher in history, economics, and
health.
Born in Co. Cork, Ireland, she moved with her family to San Francisco at age 12 and to Australia at age 21, and has since traveled worldwide.
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