segunda-feira, 23 de fevereiro de 2009
Celtic Woman - At the Céili
Tonight we’re going to meet some lads
Us girls are dressed up gaily
We’ll all be dancing ‘til the dawn
We’re going to the ceili
The lads they come from miles around
From Ennis and Kilmaley
To show us all their fancy steps
We’re going to the ceili
They’re planning tunes on everything
From pipes to ukulele
It sounds so good you can’t sit down
We’re dancing at the ceili
All the boys we loved so well
So handsome young and charming
They’re in New York and Boston now
They should be home here farming
My own true love has sailed away
To be an endless rover
‘Cos times are tough and he must leave
To start a new life over
He writes me letters every week
To say how much he’s slaving
And he promises that he’ll be back
Before the hay needs saving
But it’s hard to love somebody
That you’re not in touch with daily
So I’m looking for somebody new
Tonight down at the ceili
The winter nights are long and hard
And time goes by so slowly
I wish my true lover he was here
And in his arms I’d roll
He’d whisper tender words of love to me
And kiss my lips so sweetly
And quickly I’d surrender to his manly charms completely
He writes me letters every week
To say how much he’s slaving
And he promises that he’ll be back
Before the hay needs saving
But it’s hard to love somebody
That you’re not in touch with daily
So I’m looking for somebody new
Tonight down at the ceili
I hope I meet someone tonight
Who’ll make my heart beat fast
A handsome man with laughing eyes
Who smiles as he walks past
And when they play an old-time waltz
He’ll twirl me round the floor
And promise me that I will be
His girl forever more
His girl forever more
His girl forever more
Who’ll promise me that I will be
His girl forever more
I’m somewhat in a bother
That is really quite alarming
I have two lads pursuing me
And each of them is charming
One of them is dark and poor
One fair with lots of money
I don’t know which one to choose
The flower of the honey
What on earth am I to do
It’s driving me half crazy
Tonight I’ll make my mind up
When I see them at the ceili
To be a poor man’s wife
Will be a life of washing dishes
While a rich man’s wife will surely have
Great luxury and riches
In comfort how I know
It wouldn’t bee too hard to wallow
And being poor is not much fun
On which one should I follow
What on earth am I to do
It’s driving me half crazy
Tonight I’ll make my mind up
When I see them at the ceili
I’ve been lucky I’ve found a lad
Who’s handsome and a neighbour
And me, I’ve met a decent man
Whose friendship I will savour
And me I made my choice as well
And in no way was it aisy
But I’d rather have a man for love
Than be a rich man’s lady
And that is how the story ends
May true love never fail me
We got ourselves three men tonight
And we met them at the ceili
Celtic Woman - Si Do Mhaimeo I - Wealthy Widow
’Sí do mhaimeo í, ’sí do mhaimeo í
’Sí do mhaimeo í, cailleach an airgid
’Sí do mhaimeo í, ó Bhaile Inis Mhóir í
’S chuirfeadh sí cóistí ar bhóithre Cois Fharraige
Dá bhfeicfeá’ an "steam" ’ghabhail siar Tóin Uí Loin’
’S na rothaí ’ghabhail timpeall siar ó na ceathrúnaí
Chaithfeadh sí ’n stiúir naoi n-vair’ ar a cúl
’S ní choinneodh sí siúl le cailleach an airgid
Sí do mhaimeo í, ’sí do mhaimeo í
’Sí do mhaimeo í, cailleach an airgid
’Sí do mhaimeo í, ó Bhaile Inis Mhóir í
’S chuirfeadh sí cóistí ar bhóithre Cois Fharraige
Measann tú, ’bpósfa’, ’measann tú ’bpósfa’
’Measann tú, ’bpósfa’, cailleach an airgid?
Tá’s a’m nach ’bpósfa’, tá’s a’m nach ’bpósfa’
Mar tá sé ró-óg ’gus d’ólfadh sé’n t-airgead ’
Sí do mhaimeo í, ’sí do mhaimeo í
’Sí do mhaimeo í, cailleach an airgid
’Sí do mhaimeo í, ó Bhaile Inis Mhóir í
’S chuirfeadh sí cóistí ar bhóithre Cois Fharraige
Sí do mhaimeo í, ’sí do mhaimeo í
’Sí do mhaimeo í, cailleach an airgid
’Sí do mhaimeo í, ó Bhaile Inis Mhóir í
’S chuirfeadh sí cóistí ar bhóithre Cois Fharraige
’S gairid go ’bpósfaidh, ’s gairid go ’bpósfaidh
’S gairid go ’bpósfaidh, beirt ar an mbaile seo
’S gairid go ’bpósfaidh, ’s gairid go ’bpósfaidh
Séan Shéamais Mhóir agus Máire Ní Chathasaigh
Sí do mhaimeo í, ’sí do mhaimeo í
’Sí do mhaimeo í, cailleach an airgid
’Sí do mhaimeo í, ó Bhaile Inis Mhóir í
’S chuirfeadh sí cóistí ar bhóithre Cois Fharraige
Sí do mhaimeo í, ’sí do mhaimeo í
’Sí do mhaimeo í, cailleach an airgid
’Sí do mhaimeo í, ó Bhaile Inis Mhóir í
’S chuirfeadh sí cóistí ar bhóithre Cois Fharraige
Sí do mhaimeo í, ’sí do mhaimeo í
’Sí do mhaimeo í, cailleach an airgid
’Sí do mhaimeo í, ó Bhaile Inis Mhóir í
’S chuirfeadh sí cóistí ar bhóithre Cois Fharraige
Celtic Woman - The Voice
I hear your voice on the wind
And I hear you call out my name
"Listen, my child," you say to me
"I am the voice of your history
Be not afraid, come follow me
Answer my call, and I'll set you free"
I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain
I am the voice of your hunger and pain
I am the voice that always is calling you
I am the voice, I will remain
I am the voice in the fields when the summer's gone
The dance of the leaves when the autumn winds blow
Ne'er do I sleep thoughout all the cold winter long
I am the force that in springtime will grow
I am the voice of the past that will always be
Filled with my sorrow and blood in my fields
I am the voice of the future, bring me your peace
Bring me your peace, and my wounds, they will heal
I am the voice in the wind and the pouring rain
I am the voice of your hunger and pain
I am the voice that always is calling you
I am the voice
I am the voice of the past that will always be
I am the voice of your hunger and pain
I am the voice of the future
I am the voice, I am the voice
I am the voice, I am the voice
Nicole Kidman & Robbie Williams - Something Stupid
I know I stand in line
until you think you have the time
to spend an evening with me
And if we go some place to dance
I know that there's a chance
you won't be leaving with me
And afterwards we drop into a quiet little place
and have a drink or two
And then I go and spoil it all
by saying something stupid
like :"I love you"
I can see it in your eyes
you still despise the same old lines
you heard the night before
And though it's just a line to you
for me it's true
and never seemed so right before
I practice everyday
to find some clever lines to say
to make the meaning come true
But then I think I'll wait
until the evening gets late
and I'm alone with you
The time is right
your perfume fills my head
the stars get red
and oh, the night's so blue
And then I go and spoil it all
by saying something stupid
like: "I love you"
The time is right
your perfume fills my head
the stars get red
and oh, the night's so blue
And then I go and spoil it all
by saying something stupid
like: "I love you"
"I love you"
"I love you"... (continues till fade)
André Rieu - Suzan Erens - Don't cry for me Argentina
(Evita:)
It won't be easy, you'll think it strange
When I try to explain how I feel
that I still need your love after all that I've done
You won't believe me
All you will see is a girl you once knew
Although she's dressed up to the nines
At sixes and sevens with you
I had to let it happen, I had to change
Couldn't stay all my life down at heel
Looking out of the window, staying out of the sun
So I chose freedom
Running around, trying everything new
But nothing impressed me at all
I never expected it to
Chorus:
Don't cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days
My mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance
And as for fortune, and as for fame
I never invited them in
Though it seemed to the world they were all I desired
They are illusions
They are not the solutions they promised to be
The answer was here all the time
I love you and hope you love me
Don't cry for me Argentina
(chorus)
Have I said too much?
There's nothing more I can think of to say to you.
But all you have to do is look at me to know
That every word is true
André Rieu - Memory
Midnight
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
Memory, all alone in the moonlight
I can dream of the old days
Life was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
Every street lamp seems to beat
A fatalistic warning
Someone mutters and the street lamp sputters
Soon it will be morning
Daylight
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life and
I mustn't give in
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin
(instrumental)
Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale court smell of morning
A street lamp dies
Another night is over
Another day is dawning
Touch me,
It is so easy to leave me
All alone with my memory
Of my days in the sun
If you'll touch me,
You'll understand what happiness is
Look, a new day has begun...
Celtic Woman - Someday Up
Someday, when we are wiser
When the world's older
When we have learned
I pray someday we may yet
Live to live and let live
Someday, life will be fairer
Need will be rarer
And greed will not pay
Godspeed, this bright millenia
On it's way, let it come someday
Someday our fight will be won, and
We'll stand in the sun, in
That bright afternoon
'Til then, on days when the sun
Is gone, we'll hang on
If we wish upon the moon
There are some days, dark and bitter
Seems we haven't got a prayer
But a prayer for something better
Is the one thing we all share
Someday, when we are wiser
When the whole world is older
When we have love
And I pray someday we may yet
Live to live and one day, someday
Someday life will be fairer
Need will be rarer
And greed will not pay
Godspeed this bright millenia
Let it come
If we wish upon the moon
One day, someday....soon
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