Karl William Pamp Jenkins, CBE (born 17 February 1944) is a Welsh musician and composer.
Jenkins was born and raised in the Gower village of Penclawdd, in the county of Swansea, South Wales. His father, who was a local schoolteacher, chapel organist and choirmaster, gave him his initial musical instruction. Karl Jenkins attended Gowerton Grammar School.
Jenkins began his musical career as an oboist in the National Youth Orchestra of Wales. He went on to study music at Cardiff University, and then commenced postgraduate studies in London at the Royal Academy of Music, where he also met his wife and musical collaborator, Carol Barratt. He studied with Alun Hoddinott.
For the bulk of his early career Jenkins was known as a jazz and jazz-rock musician, playing baritone and soprano saxophones, keyboards and oboe, an unusual instrument in a jazz context. He joined jazz composer Graham Collier's group and later co-founded the jazz-rock group Nucleus, which won first prize at the Montreux Jazz Festival in 1970.
The animals scattered in all directions
screaming terrible screams.
Many were burning
others were burnt.
All were shattered
and scattered mindlessly,
their eyes bulging.
Some hugged their sons,
others their fathers and mothers,
unable to let them go,
and so they died,
and so they died.
Others leapt up in their thousands,
faces disfigured
and were consumed by the fire.
Everywhere were bodies
squirming on the ground,
wings, eyes and paws all burning.
They breathed their last
In these stones horizons sing, horizons sing, horizons
sing
In these stones horizons sing, horizons sing, horizons
sing
Sing sing
Sing sing
Sing sing
In these stones horizons sing, horizons sing, horizons
sing
In these stones horizons sing, horizons sing, horizons
sing
Sing sing
Sing sing
Sing sing
Welsh:
Creu gwir fel gwydr o ffwrnais awen
(creating truth like glass from a furnace of
inspiration)
In these stones horizons sing, horizons sing, horizons
sing
In these stones horizons sing, horizons sing, horizons
sing
Sing sing
Sing sing
Sing sing
In these stones horizons sing, horizons sing, horizons
sing
In these stones horizons sing, horizons sing, horizons
sing
Sing sing
Sing sing
Feeling all the grief and sorrow we live life with shadows in our hearts and minds, with tears that wait to fall when sorrow in the world is more than we can truly bear.
We hear the cries of children, we see death cast shadows on their hearts and minds, as mothers in their grief stand crying, weeping, weeping, crying, crying, weeping, weeping for this world.
On our bed of thorns such sorrow must surely end, our tears can wash away the sins of the world, no more crying, weeping, weeping, crying, crying, weeping, weeping in this world, this world.
The trumpets loud Clangor Excites us to Arms, With shrill notes of anger and mortal alarms.
How blest is he who for his country dies,
The double double beat of the thundering drum cries Hark! the foes come, Charge, 'tis too late, too late to retreat
How blest is he who for his country dies,
The double double beat of the thundering drum cries Hark!the foes come, cries Hark! the foes come. Charge, 'tis too late, too late to retreat. Charge - Ah..
In these stones horizons sing, horizons sing, horizons
sing
In these stones horizons sing, horizons sing, horizons
sing
Sing sing
Sing sing
Sing sing
In these stones horizons sing, horizons sing, horizons
sing
In these stones horizons sing, horizons sing, horizons
sing
Sing sing
Sing sing
Sing sing
Welsh:
Creu gwir fel gwydr o ffwrnais awen
(creating truth like glass from a furnace of
inspiration)
In these stones horizons sing, horizons sing, horizons
sing
In these stones horizons sing, horizons sing, horizons
sing
Sing sing
Sing sing
Sing sing
In these stones horizons sing, horizons sing, horizons
sing
In these stones horizons sing, horizons sing, horizons
sing
Sing sing
Sing sing
Sing sing