6 Folk-Balladen, a capella gesungen |
Songs:
Oh, Dreamland, you lovely, you wonderful land, you beautiful crown of all the lands and realms And if I ever find I am in the Promised land, I'd try to return to your magic elms It's there I want to live, it's there you never die. It's where the things are made and where new ideas are born It's just the way you want, it is Paradise It's there I want to live, it's there you never die. It is where things are made and where new ideas are born It's just the way you want, it is Paradise Oh Dreamland, you mystical, neverending land You rule what is real, with a subtle force. Your trees and birds and mountains are always there at hand Of peace, hope, and wisdom, you can be the source. Your forests are the deepest, your sun burns hot or mild Your strength is so unfailing, my wishing well, my mead Your spirit rest and longing, it creates new life Your oceans are the deepest, your creatures tame or wild Providing me with power and just everything I need Your time is a river that creates new life |
The water is wide, I can't cross o'er Neither have I wings to fly Give me a boat that can carry two And both shall row, my love and I A ship there is 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 if I sink or swim I leaned my back against an oak Thinking it was a mighty tree But first it bent and then it broke So did my love prove false to me I reached my finger into some soft bush Thinking the fairest flower to find I pricked my finger to the bone And left the fairest flower behind Oh love be handsome and love be kind A sparkling jewel when first it is new But love grows old and waxes cold And fades away like the morning dew Must I go bound while you go free Must I love a man who won't love me Must I be born with so little art As to love a man who'll break my heart When cockle shells turn silver bells Then will my love come back to me When roses bloom in winter's gloom Then will my love return to me. |
Alas, my love, but you do me wrong To cast me off discourteously For I have loved you so long Delighting in your company Greensleeves was all my joy Greensleeves was my delight Greensleeves was my heart of gold And who but my Lady Greensleeves I have been ready at your hand To grant whatever you would crave I have both waged life and land Your love and goodwill for to have Greensleeves was all my joy Greensleeves was my delight Greensleeves was my heart of gold And who but my lady Greensleeves. Your vows you've broken, like my heart, Oh, why did you so enrapture me? Now I remain in a world apart But my heart remains in captivity. Greensleeves was all my joy Greensleeves was my delight, Greensleeves was my heart of gold, And who but my lady Greensleeves. If you intend thus to disdain, It does the more enrapture me, And even so, I still remain A lover in captivity. Greensleeves was all my joy Greensleeves was my delight, Greensleeves was my heart of gold, And who but my lady Greensleeves. |
The lambs on the green hills, they sport and they play And many strawberries grow round the salt sea, How sad is my heart when my love is away How many's the ship sails the ocean. The bride and bride's party to church they did go, The bride she rode foremost, she bears the best show, But I followed after with my heart full of woe To see my love wed to another. The first place I saw her was in the church stand Gold rings on her finger and her love by the hand, Says I, my wee lassie, I will be the man Although you are wed to another. The next place I saw her was on the way home, I rode on before her, not knowing where to roam. Says I, my wee lassie, I'll be by your side Although you are wed to another. Stop, stop, says the groomsman, till I speak a word Will you venture your life on the point of my sword, For courtin' so slowly you've lost this fair maid So, be gone for you'll never enjoy her. O make now my grave, both large, wide and deep And sprinkle it over with flowers so sweet, And lay me down in it to take my last sleep, For that's the best way to forget her. |
Come over the hills my handsome Irish lad Come over the hills to your darling You choose the road love, and I'll make a vow That I'll be your true love forever Red is the rose that by yonder garden grows And fair is the lily of the valley Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne But my love is fairer than any Down by Killarneys green woods we did stray The moon and the stars they were shining The moon shone it's rays on his locks of golden hair And he swore he'd be my love forever Red is the rose that by yonder garden grows And fair is the lily of the valley Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne But my love is fairer than any It's not for the parting that my sister pains It's not for the grief of my mother It's all for the loss of my handsome Irish lad Now my heart is broken forever Red is the rose by yonder garden grows And fair is the lily of the valley Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne But my love is fairer than any. |
Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen, and down the mountain side The summer's gone, and all the flowers are dying 'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide. But come ye back when summer's in the meadow Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow 'Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so. And if you come, when all the flowers are dying And I am dead, as dead I well may be You'll come and find the place where I am lying And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me. And I shall hear, tho' soft you tread above me And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be If you'll not fail to tell me that you love me I'll simply sleep in peace until you come to me. I'll simply sleep in peace until you come to me. |