sábado, 21 de fevereiro de 2009

Celtic Woman - Siuil a run



Siuil, siuil, siul a run,
Siuil go sochair agus siuil go ciuin
Siuil go doras agus ealaigh lion

Siuil, siuil, siul a run,
Siuil go sochair agus siuil go ciuin
Siuil go doras agus ealaigh lion
Is go dte tu mo mhuirnin slan

I wish I was on yonder hill
'Tis there I'd sit and cry my fill,
And every tear would turn a mill,
I'll sell my rock, I'll sell my reel,
I'll sell my only spinning wheel,
To buy my love a sword of steel

Siuil, siuil, siul a run,
Siuil go sochair agus siuil go ciuin
Siuil go doras agus ealaigh lion
Is go dte tu mo mhuirnin slan

I'll dye my petticoats, I'll dye them red,
And 'round the world I'll beg my bread,
Until my parents shall wish me dead,

Siuil, siuil, siul a run,
Siuil go sochair agus siuil go ciuin
Siuil go doras agus ealaigh lion
Is go dte tu mo mhuirnin slan

Siuil, siuil, siul a run,
Siuil go sochair agus siuil go ciuin
Siuil go doras agus ealaigh lion

Siuil, siuil, siul a run,
Siuil go sochair agus siuil go ciuin
Siuil go doras agus ealaigh lion
Is go dte tu mo mhuirnin slan

Celtic Woman - Spanish Lady



As I went down through dublin city
At the hour of twelve at night
Who should I spy but a spanish lady
Washing her feet by candlelight
First she washed then she dried them
Over a fire of amber coal
In all my life I neer did see
A maid so sweet about the soul

Chorus:
Whack for the toora loora lie
Whack for the toora loora lay
Whack for the toora loora lie
Whack for the toora loora lay

As I came back through dublin city
At the hour of half past eight
Who should I spy but the spanish lady
Brushing her hair in the broad daylight
First she tossed it then she brushed it
On her lap was a silver comb
In all my life I neer did see
A maid so fair since I did roam.

Chorus:
Whack for the toora loora lie
Whack for the toora loora lay
Whack for the toora loora lie
Whack for the toora loora lay

As I went down thro' Dublin City
as the sun began to set.
Who should I spy but a Spanish Lady,
Catching a moth in a golden net.
When she saw me, then she fled me,
Lifting her petticoat over the knee,
In all my life I neer did see
A maid so blithe as the Spanish Lady.

Chorus:
Whack for the toora loora lie
Whack for the toora loora lay
Whack for the toora loora lie
Whack for the toora loora lay

Celtic Woman - Over The Rainbow



Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
There's a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby

Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true

Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemondrops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me

Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow
Why, then, oh why can't I?

Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true

Celtic Woman - May It Be



May it be an evening star,
Shines down upon you.
May it be when darkness falls,
Your heart will be true.
You walk a lonely road;
Oh, how far you are from home....

Mornie utulie (darkness has come),
Believe and you will find your way.
Mornie alantie (darkness has fallen),
A promise lives within you now....

May it be the shadows call,
Will fly away.
May it be your journey on,
To light the day.
When the night is overcome,
You may rise to find the sun.

Mornie utulie (darkness has come),
Believe and you will find your way.
Mornie alantie (darkness has fallen),
A promise lives within you now....
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