Тексты песен «Loreena Mckennitt»

Beloved, gaze in thine own heart The holy tree is growing there From joy the holy branches start And all the trembling flowers they bear The changing colors of it's fruit Have dowered the stars with merry light The...

Beloved, gaze in thine own heart The holy tree is growing there From joy the holy branches start And all the trembling flowers they bear The changing colors of its fruit Have dowered the stars with merry light The...

Beloved, gaze in thine own heart The holy tree is growing there; From joy the holy branches start And all the trembling flowers they bear. The changing colours of its fruit Have dowered the stars with merry light; The...

Trad. arr. by Loreena McKennitt Come by the hills to the land where fancy is free. And stand where the peaks meets the sky and the rocks reach the sea. Where the rivers run clear and the bracken is gold in the sun. And...

Wherein the deep night sky The stars lie in its embraceThe courtyard still in its sleep And peace comes over your face. "Come to me," it sings "Hear the pulse of the land The ocean's rhythms pull To hold your heart in...

Lully, lulla, thou little tiny child By by, lully, lullay, thou little tiny child By by, lully lullay O sisters too, how may we do For to preserve this day This poor youngling For whom we do sing By by, lully lullay?...

Fear no more the heat o' the sun Nor the furious winters' rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages Golden lads and girls all must, As chimney-sweepers, come to dust. The sceptre,...

Beloved, gaze in thine own heart, The holy tree is growing there; From joy the holy branches start, And al the trembling flowers they bear. The changing colours of its fruit Have dowered the stars with merry light; The...

When the dark wood fell before me And all the paths were overgrown When the priests of pride say there is no other way I tilled the sorrows of stone I did not believe because I could not see Though you came to me in...

Joyful mystery, the birth of our Lord... This night our Lady and St. Joseph was going up to get registered and, um, they were going down the road and they met this man and he said, "Have you any room?" and he said, "No,...

I walk the streets of Dublin town It's 1842 It's snowing on this Christmas Eve Think I'll beg another bob or two I'll huddle in this doorway here Till someone comes along If the lamp lighter comes real soon Maybe I'll...

Veni, veni, Emmanuel Captivum solve Israel Qui gemit in exilio Privatus Dei Filio Gaude, Gaude Emmanuel Nascetur pro te, Israel Veni veni, O Oriens Solare nos adveniens Noctis depelle nebulas Dirasque noctis...

Stars were falling deep in the darkness as prayers rose softly, petals at dawn And as I listened, your voice seemed so clear so calmly you were calling your god Somewhere the sun rose, o'er dunes in the desert such was...

Sunday is gloomy My hours are slumberless Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers Will never awaken you Not where the black coach Of sorrow has taken you Angels have no thoughts Of ever...

Wassail, wassail, all over the town Our toast it is white and our ale it is brown Our bowl it is made of the white maple tree With the wassailing bowl we'll drink to thee So here is to Cherry and to his right cheek...

God rest ye merry, gentlemen, Let nothing you dismay Remember Christ our Saviour Was born on Christmas Day To save us all from Satan's power When we were gone astray. O tidings of comfort and joy,comfort and joy; O...

Good King Wenceslas looked out On the Feast of Stephen When the snow lay 'round about Deep and crisp and even Brightly shone the moon that night Though the frost was cruel When a poor man came in sight Gath'ring winter...

Alas my love you do me wrong To cast me off discourteously; And I have loved you oh so long Delighting in your company. Greensleeves was my delight, Greensleeves my heart of gold Greensleeves was my heart of joy And who...

Music by Loreena McKennitt L.M.: Vocals, Harp, Bodhran BRIAN HUGHES: Guitar DAVID WOODHEAD: Mandolin GEORGE KOLLER: Bass RICK LAZAR: Udu Drum and Congas SHELLY BERGER: Pzud OLIVER SCHROER:...

All hail to the days that merit more praise Than all the rest of the year, And welcome the nights that double delights As well for the poor as the peer! Good fortune attend each merry man's friend That doth but the best...