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For Ireland, I'd Not Say Her Name
Although the author may be unknown, it is thought a school master from Kerry, Fínín Ó Scannáil, composed the song in 1810 The lyrics are supposedly written from the eyes of a preacher who fell in love with his brother's wife. And even if he was given Ireland in its entirity, he would not tell the name of the person he loved - hence, For Ireland, I'll Not Tell Her Name. A more beautiful tune I don't think was ever written. The Gaelic lyrics are below also. I did not want to ruin the beautiful melody with my voice.
Last[D] eve as I[G] wandered quiet[D] near,
To the border's of[G] my little[A] farm,
A[G] beautifull maiden ap[D]peared,
Whoes lovelyness[G] caused my heart's[D] harm,
By her daring and[G] love smitten sour,
And the[D] words from her[A] sweet lips that came,
ToD] meet her I[G] raced the field[D] o're,
But for Ireland i'd[G] not tell her[D] name.
[2]
If this[D] beauty but my[G] words would[D] heed
The words that I[G] speak would be[A] true,
I'd[G] help her in every[D] need,
And indeed all her[G] work I would[D] do,
To[D] win one fond[G] kiss from my love,
I'd[D] read her ro[A]mances of fame,
Her[D] champion I[G] daily would[D] prove,
But for Ireland I'd[G] not tell her[D] name.
[3]
There's a beautiful stately young maid,
At the nearing of my little farm,
She's welcoming kind unafraid,
Her smile is both childlike and warm,
Her gold hair in masses that grows
Like amber and sheen is that same,
And the bloom in her cheeks like the rose,
But for Ireland I'd not tell her name.
***************************************************************
Ar éirinn Ní n-Eósainn
Cé h-í Aréir is mé téarnamh um' neoin
Ar an dtaobh thall den teóra 'na mbím,
Do théarnaig an spéir-bhean im' chómhair
D'fhág taomanach breóite lag sinn.
Do ghéilleas dá méin is dá cló,
Dá béal tanaí beó mhilis binn,
Do léimeas fé dhéin dul 'na cómhair,
Is ar Éirinn ní n-eósainn cé h-í.
Dá ngéilleadh an spéir-bhean dom' ghlór,
Siad ráidhte mo bheól a bheadh fíor;
Go deimhin duit go ndéanfainn a gnó
Do léirchur i gcóir is i gcrich.
Dó léighfinn go léir stair dom' stór,
'S ba mhéinn liom í thógaint dom chroí,
'S do bhearfainn an chraobh dhi ina dóid,
Is ar Éirinn ní n-eósainn cé h-í.
Tá spéir-bhruinneal mhaordha dheas óg
Ar an taobh thall de'n teóra 'na mbím.
Tá féile 'gus daonnacht is meóin
Is deise ro-mhór ins an mhnaoi,
Tá folt lei a' tuitim go feóir,
Go cocánach ómarach buí.
Tá lasadh 'na leacain mar rós,
Is ar Éirinn ní n-eósainn cé h-í.
Words and Lyrics taken from;
http://unitedireland.tripod.com/id70.html
A very famous Slow Air played by Sean Folsom
on Irish Uilleann Bagpipes. In Irish Gaelic the title is:
"Ar Eirinn Ni Neosfainn Ce Hi" in English:
"For Ireland I'll Not Tell Her Name"
(this is minus the all the Fada marks).
This Air is also known in Scotland as
the Air "Tweedside"
( i.e. on the Banks of the River Tweed).
It is in James Johnson's "Scots Musical Museum"
published at Edinburgh, in 6 volumes 1787-1803.
I first heard this Air on an LP record
by the group "Na Fili", back in 1973.
They did a very good rendition of it,
that has stayed with me ever since
then.
Recorded for Public Access TV by
BB Simmons and her
HEADSUPBERKELEY PROJECT 72
Copyright BB Simmons
film, sound, and producer
- published: 09 Nov 2010
- views: 5370
Ireland's newest string orchestra performing Elliot Murphy's stunning piece based on the Irish air "Pórt na bPucaí".
Composed by Elliot Murphy
Conducted by Matt Rafter
Performed by Téada Orchestra with Tim Doyle on solo fiddle
Video directed and edited by David Cullinan
Shot by David Cullinan and PJ Moloney
Recorded and mixed by Rob Kearns
Performed and filmed in South Studios, Dublin on February 27th, 2014
Téada Orchestra on facebook: http://www.facebook.com/teada.orchestra
Téada Orchestra on twitter: http://twitter.com/teadaorch
David Cullinan on vimeo: http://vimeo.com/davidcullinan
- published: 04 Jun 2014
- views: 1440
Merci à Tibetcaracolle pour m'avoir donner le titre qui signifie si j'ai bien compris " Pour l'Irlande, je ne dirai pas son nom"... et pour m'avoir informé que la tab était sur le site d'Anicet Le Marre . Ceci dit, il est facile à apprendre d'oreille ....
J'aime beaucoup cette mélodie qui me donne des envies de Guiness ;)
- published: 11 Dec 2012
- views: 2608
herons grey flight szary lot czapli
born in the shadows not knowing you urodziłam się w cieniu nie znając cię
or the scrubbed-clean kitchen albo w wyszorowanej do czysta kuchni
where you sat gdzie przysiadłaś
or the forlorn way of longing a może to był niepocieszony wyraz tęsknoty
for something you do not need za czymś czego nie potrzebowałaś
from the material world you built ze świata materii który wzniosłaś
my nest i own built by me alone gniazdo jakie mam, zbudowałam sama
ready to rest or fly above gotowa by spocząć lub wznieść się ponad nim
in pairs w parze
for timing brings us together bo przestrzeń czasu zbliża nas ku sobie
under the canopy of stars pod sklepieniem gwiazd
holding fast against the weather trzymamy się siebie mocno wbrew pogodzie
or loitering in wintry hours lub łazikujemy w zimowej godzinie
pearlescent glow our only light perłowa łuna naszym jedynym światłem
this dim vessel transversing darkness ta zachmurzona barka krzyżując się z ciemnością
pulling ocean tides.przyciąga przypływy oceanu.
we hold to knots of grass waiting chwytamy się ździebeł traw czekając
for summer seed to grow by dojrzały nasiona lata
to wave the fields in yellow; tall kołysane żółcią pól; wybujałe
stalks that seem to walk for miles łodygi co zdaja się iść całe mile
uncaring unknowing nie troszcząc się nie wiedząc
only abandoning to themselves jakby nie dbały o siebie
stopping only at the waters edge zatrzymując się tylko nad brzegami wód
where reed and river flow gdzie trzcina i rzeka płyną
knowing the wild wingspan of the heron znając nieujarzmioną rozpiętość skrzydeł czapli
reflected in its light w refleksach własnego światła
in its own grey excellence w swej własnej szarej doskonałości
not knowing the Ploughing hand nie znając ręki która Orze
that would not let bare land be ona nie zostawi w spokoju nagiej ziemi
still unknown yet in the dwindling light jeszcze nieznane choć w niknącym świetle
i see as part of me...images of Reed and Rain dostrzegam jako część mnie ... wyobrażenie Trzciny i Deszczu
reflecting the herons grey flight odbicie szarego lotu czapli
Saturday, 12 October 2013, 8:42 Sobota 12. października 2013, 8:42
http://www.benhowardmusic.co.uk/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ben_Howard
LYRICS
I saw red and yellow flowers outside over the moors yeah
The brightest sunrise ever to have touched my eyes
And through it all,
I stood and stumbled, waded through my thoughts and heart
Yeah through it all,
I fooled and fumbled, lost to the poet's frown.
I fought the wolves of patience just to let it lie down.
See these waters they'll pull you up,
Oh now if you're bolder than the darkness.
My my, let these songs be an instrument to cut,
Oh spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness.
Yeah my my, spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness.
Oh and out the door,
The touch of morning, the burning of the frost
Out the door,
Oh, Strong hands to hold
Good friends that I never lost.
Yeah, Strong hands to hold
Good friends that I never lost.
And what we found
Down these coves of limestone and cockle shells,
What we found
Down these roads that wander as lost as the heart,
Is a chance to breathe again, a chance for a fresh start
A chance to breathe again, a chance for a fresh start
A chance to breathe again, a chance for a fresh start
See these waters they'll pull you up,
Oh now if you're bolder than the darkness.
My my, let these songs be an instrument to cut you darling,
Oh spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness.
Yeah my my, spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness.
- published: 13 Oct 2013
- views: 2551
The song was written in reference to Salford, in Lancashire, England, and the place where Ewan MacColl was born and brought up
- published: 15 Jan 2012
- views: 477
found this song awhile ago and don't know the name, language, etc. if anyone could help me identify this song i'd greatly appreciate it.
- published: 30 Sep 2010
- views: 90
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2:40Ar Eirinn ni Neosfainn Ce Hi.wmv
Ar Eirinn ni Neosfainn Ce Hi.wmvAr Eirinn ni Neosfainn Ce Hi.wmv
For Ireland, I'd Not Say Her Name Although the author may be unknown, it is thought a school master from Kerry, Fínín Ó Scannáil, composed the song in 1810 The lyrics are supposedly written from the eyes of a preacher who fell in love with his brother's wife. And even if he was given Ireland in its entirity, he would not tell the name of the person he loved - hence, For Ireland, I'll Not Tell Her Name. A more beautiful tune I don't think was ever written. The Gaelic lyrics are below also. I did not want to ruin the beautiful melody with my voice. Last[D] eve as I[G] wandered quiet[D] near, To the border's of[G] my little[A] farm, A[G] beautifull maiden ap[D]peared, Whoes lovelyness[G] caused my heart's[D] harm, By her daring and[G] love smitten sour, And the[D] words from her[A] sweet lips that came, ToD] meet her I[G] raced the field[D] o're, But for Ireland i'd[G] not tell her[D] name. [2] If this[D] beauty but my[G] words would[D] heed The words that I[G] speak would be[A] true, I'd[G] help her in every[D] need, And indeed all her[G] work I would[D] do, To[D] win one fond[G] kiss from my love, I'd[D] read her ro[A]mances of fame, Her[D] champion I[G] daily would[D] prove, But for Ireland I'd[G] not tell her[D] name. [3] There's a beautiful stately young maid, At the nearing of my little farm, She's welcoming kind unafraid, Her smile is both childlike and warm, Her gold hair in masses that grows Like amber and sheen is that same, And the bloom in her cheeks like the rose, But for Ireland I'd not tell her name. *************************************************************** Ar éirinn Ní n-Eósainn Cé h-í Aréir is mé téarnamh um' neoin Ar an dtaobh thall den teóra 'na mbím, Do théarnaig an spéir-bhean im' chómhair D'fhág taomanach breóite lag sinn. Do ghéilleas dá méin is dá cló, Dá béal tanaí beó mhilis binn, Do léimeas fé dhéin dul 'na cómhair, Is ar Éirinn ní n-eósainn cé h-í. Dá ngéilleadh an spéir-bhean dom' ghlór, Siad ráidhte mo bheól a bheadh fíor; Go deimhin duit go ndéanfainn a gnó Do léirchur i gcóir is i gcrich. Dó léighfinn go léir stair dom' stór, 'S ba mhéinn liom í thógaint dom chroí, 'S do bhearfainn an chraobh dhi ina dóid, Is ar Éirinn ní n-eósainn cé h-í. Tá spéir-bhruinneal mhaordha dheas óg Ar an taobh thall de'n teóra 'na mbím. Tá féile 'gus daonnacht is meóin Is deise ro-mhór ins an mhnaoi, Tá folt lei a' tuitim go feóir, Go cocánach ómarach buí. Tá lasadh 'na leacain mar rós, Is ar Éirinn ní n-eósainn cé h-í. Words and Lyrics taken from; http://unitedireland.tripod.com/id70.html -
1:54"I'll Not Tell Her Name" Song Air SEAN FOLSOM on IRISH BAGPIPES
"I'll Not Tell Her Name" Song Air SEAN FOLSOM on IRISH BAGPIPES"I'll Not Tell Her Name" Song Air SEAN FOLSOM on IRISH BAGPIPES
A very famous Slow Air played by Sean Folsom on Irish Uilleann Bagpipes. In Irish Gaelic the title is: "Ar Eirinn Ni Neosfainn Ce Hi" in English: "For Ireland I'll Not Tell Her Name" (this is minus the all the Fada marks). This Air is also known in Scotland as the Air "Tweedside" ( i.e. on the Banks of the River Tweed). It is in James Johnson's "Scots Musical Museum" published at Edinburgh, in 6 volumes 1787-1803. I first heard this Air on an LP record by the group "Na Fili", back in 1973. They did a very good rendition of it, that has stayed with me ever since then. Recorded for Public Access TV by BB Simmons and her HEADSUPBERKELEY PROJECT 72 Copyright BB Simmons film, sound, and producer -
7:50Téada Orchestra: "Ar na Coillte san Fhomhair in Éirinn" by Elliot Murphy (live)
Téada Orchestra: "Ar na Coillte san Fhomhair in Éirinn" by Elliot Murphy (live)Téada Orchestra: "Ar na Coillte san Fhomhair in Éirinn" by Elliot Murphy (live)
Ireland's newest string orchestra performing Elliot Murphy's stunning piece based on the Irish air "Pórt na bPucaí". Composed by Elliot Murphy Conducted by Matt Rafter Performed by Téada Orchestra with Tim Doyle on solo fiddle Video directed and edited by David Cullinan Shot by David Cullinan and PJ Moloney Recorded and mixed by Rob Kearns Performed and filmed in South Studios, Dublin on February 27th, 2014 Téada Orchestra on facebook: http://www.facebook.com/teada.orchestra Téada Orchestra on twitter: http://twitter.com/teadaorch David Cullinan on vimeo: http://vimeo.com/davidcullinan -
1:34Ar Eireann ni neosfainn cé hi : Valse Irlandaise à l'accordéon diatonique
Ar Eireann ni neosfainn cé hi : Valse Irlandaise à l'accordéon diatoniqueAr Eireann ni neosfainn cé hi : Valse Irlandaise à l'accordéon diatonique
Merci à Tibetcaracolle pour m'avoir donner le titre qui signifie si j'ai bien compris " Pour l'Irlande, je ne dirai pas son nom"... et pour m'avoir informé que la tab était sur le site d'Anicet Le Marre . Ceci dit, il est facile à apprendre d'oreille .... J'aime beaucoup cette mélodie qui me donne des envies de Guiness ;) -
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4:12Ben Howard - These Waters
Ben Howard - These WatersBen Howard - These Waters
herons grey flight szary lot czapli born in the shadows not knowing you urodziłam się w cieniu nie znając cię or the scrubbed-clean kitchen albo w wyszorowanej do czysta kuchni where you sat gdzie przysiadłaś or the forlorn way of longing a może to był niepocieszony wyraz tęsknoty for something you do not need za czymś czego nie potrzebowałaś from the material world you built ze świata materii który wzniosłaś my nest i own built by me alone gniazdo jakie mam, zbudowałam sama ready to rest or fly above gotowa by spocząć lub wznieść się ponad nim in pairs w parze for timing brings us together bo przestrzeń czasu zbliża nas ku sobie under the canopy of stars pod sklepieniem gwiazd holding fast against the weather trzymamy się siebie mocno wbrew pogodzie or loitering in wintry hours lub łazikujemy w zimowej godzinie pearlescent glow our only light perłowa łuna naszym jedynym światłem this dim vessel transversing darkness ta zachmurzona barka krzyżując się z ciemnością pulling ocean tides.przyciąga przypływy oceanu. we hold to knots of grass waiting chwytamy się ździebeł traw czekając for summer seed to grow by dojrzały nasiona lata to wave the fields in yellow; tall kołysane żółcią pól; wybujałe stalks that seem to walk for miles łodygi co zdaja się iść całe mile uncaring unknowing nie troszcząc się nie wiedząc only abandoning to themselves jakby nie dbały o siebie stopping only at the waters edge zatrzymując się tylko nad brzegami wód where reed and river flow gdzie trzcina i rzeka płyną knowing the wild wingspan of the heron znając nieujarzmioną rozpiętość skrzydeł czapli reflected in its light w refleksach własnego światła in its own grey excellence w swej własnej szarej doskonałości not knowing the Ploughing hand nie znając ręki która Orze that would not let bare land be ona nie zostawi w spokoju nagiej ziemi still unknown yet in the dwindling light jeszcze nieznane choć w niknącym świetle i see as part of me...images of Reed and Rain dostrzegam jako część mnie ... wyobrażenie Trzciny i Deszczu reflecting the herons grey flight odbicie szarego lotu czapli Saturday, 12 October 2013, 8:42 Sobota 12. października 2013, 8:42 http://www.benhowardmusic.co.uk/ http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ben_Howard LYRICS I saw red and yellow flowers outside over the moors yeah The brightest sunrise ever to have touched my eyes And through it all, I stood and stumbled, waded through my thoughts and heart Yeah through it all, I fooled and fumbled, lost to the poet's frown. I fought the wolves of patience just to let it lie down. See these waters they'll pull you up, Oh now if you're bolder than the darkness. My my, let these songs be an instrument to cut, Oh spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness. Yeah my my, spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness. Oh and out the door, The touch of morning, the burning of the frost Out the door, Oh, Strong hands to hold Good friends that I never lost. Yeah, Strong hands to hold Good friends that I never lost. And what we found Down these coves of limestone and cockle shells, What we found Down these roads that wander as lost as the heart, Is a chance to breathe again, a chance for a fresh start A chance to breathe again, a chance for a fresh start A chance to breathe again, a chance for a fresh start See these waters they'll pull you up, Oh now if you're bolder than the darkness. My my, let these songs be an instrument to cut you darling, Oh spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness. Yeah my my, spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness. -
2:49Dirty old town - mountain dulcimer
Dirty old town - mountain dulcimerDirty old town - mountain dulcimer
The song was written in reference to Salford, in Lancashire, England, and the place where Ewan MacColl was born and brought up -
4:42NAME THAT SONG......
NAME THAT SONG......NAME THAT SONG......
found this song awhile ago and don't know the name, language, etc. if anyone could help me identify this song i'd greatly appreciate it.
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Ar Eirinn ni Neosfainn Ce Hi.wmv
For Ireland, I'd Not Say Her Name Although the author may be unknown, it is thought a school master from Kerry, Fínín Ó Scannáil, composed the song in 1810 The lyrics are supposedly written from the eyes of a preacher who fell in love with his brother's wife. And even if he was given Ireland in its entirity, he would not tell the name of the person he loved - hence, For Ireland, I'll Not Tell Her Name. A more beautiful tune I don't think was ever written. The Gaelic lyrics are below also. I did not want to ruin the beautiful melody with my voice. Last[D] eve as I[G] wandered quiet[D] near, To the border's of[G] my little[A] farm, A[G] beautifull maiden ap[D]peared, Whoes lovelyness[G] caused my heart's[D] harm, By her daring and[G] love smitten sour, And the[D] words fr...
published: 28 Jan 2010 -
"I'll Not Tell Her Name" Song Air SEAN FOLSOM on IRISH BAGPIPES
A very famous Slow Air played by Sean Folsom on Irish Uilleann Bagpipes. In Irish Gaelic the title is: "Ar Eirinn Ni Neosfainn Ce Hi" in English: "For Ireland I'll Not Tell Her Name" (this is minus the all the Fada marks). This Air is also known in Scotland as the Air "Tweedside" ( i.e. on the Banks of the River Tweed). It is in James Johnson's "Scots Musical Museum" published at Edinburgh, in 6 volumes 1787-1803. I first heard this Air on an LP record by the group "Na Fili", back in 1973. They did a very good rendition of it, that has stayed with me ever since then. Recorded for Public Access TV by BB Simmons and her HEADSUPBERKELEY PROJECT 72 Copyright BB Simmons film, sound, and producer
published: 09 Nov 2010 -
Téada Orchestra: "Ar na Coillte san Fhomhair in Éirinn" by Elliot Murphy (live)
Ireland's newest string orchestra performing Elliot Murphy's stunning piece based on the Irish air "Pórt na bPucaí". Composed by Elliot Murphy Conducted by Matt Rafter Performed by Téada Orchestra with Tim Doyle on solo fiddle Video directed and edited by David Cullinan Shot by David Cullinan and PJ Moloney Recorded and mixed by Rob Kearns Performed and filmed in South Studios, Dublin on February 27th, 2014 Téada Orchestra on facebook: http://www.facebook.com/teada.orchestra Téada Orchestra on twitter: http://twitter.com/teadaorch David Cullinan on vimeo: http://vimeo.com/davidcullinan
published: 04 Jun 2014 -
Ar Eireann ni neosfainn cé hi : Valse Irlandaise à l'accordéon diatonique
Merci à Tibetcaracolle pour m'avoir donner le titre qui signifie si j'ai bien compris " Pour l'Irlande, je ne dirai pas son nom"... et pour m'avoir informé que la tab était sur le site d'Anicet Le Marre . Ceci dit, il est facile à apprendre d'oreille .... J'aime beaucoup cette mélodie qui me donne des envies de Guiness ;)
published: 11 Dec 2012 -
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published: 23 Mar 2012 -
Ben Howard - These Waters
herons grey flight szary lot czapli born in the shadows not knowing you urodziłam się w cieniu nie znając cię or the scrubbed-clean kitchen albo w wyszorowanej do czysta kuchni where you sat gdzie przysiadłaś or the forlorn way of longing a może to był niepocieszony wyraz tęsknoty for something you do not need za czymś czego nie potrzebowałaś from the material world you built ze świata materii który wzniosłaś my nest i own built by me alone gniazdo jakie mam, zbudowałam sama ready to rest or fly above gotowa by spocząć lub wznieść się ponad nim in pairs w parze for timing brings us together bo przestrzeń czasu zbliża nas ku sobie under the canopy of stars pod sklepieniem gwiazd holding fast against the weather trzymamy się siebie mocno wbrew pogodzie or loitering in wintry hours lu...
published: 13 Oct 2013 -
Dirty old town - mountain dulcimer
The song was written in reference to Salford, in Lancashire, England, and the place where Ewan MacColl was born and brought up
published: 15 Jan 2012 -
NAME THAT SONG......
found this song awhile ago and don't know the name, language, etc. if anyone could help me identify this song i'd greatly appreciate it.
published: 30 Sep 2010
Ar Eirinn ni Neosfainn Ce Hi.wmv
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- Duration: 2:40
- Updated: 28 Jan 2010
- views: 2084
For Ireland, I'd Not Say Her Name
Although the author may be unknown, it is thought a school master from Kerry, Fínín Ó Scannáil, composed the song in 1810 T...
For Ireland, I'd Not Say Her Name
Although the author may be unknown, it is thought a school master from Kerry, Fínín Ó Scannáil, composed the song in 1810 The lyrics are supposedly written from the eyes of a preacher who fell in love with his brother's wife. And even if he was given Ireland in its entirity, he would not tell the name of the person he loved - hence, For Ireland, I'll Not Tell Her Name. A more beautiful tune I don't think was ever written. The Gaelic lyrics are below also. I did not want to ruin the beautiful melody with my voice.
Last[D] eve as I[G] wandered quiet[D] near,
To the border's of[G] my little[A] farm,
A[G] beautifull maiden ap[D]peared,
Whoes lovelyness[G] caused my heart's[D] harm,
By her daring and[G] love smitten sour,
And the[D] words from her[A] sweet lips that came,
ToD] meet her I[G] raced the field[D] o're,
But for Ireland i'd[G] not tell her[D] name.
[2]
If this[D] beauty but my[G] words would[D] heed
The words that I[G] speak would be[A] true,
I'd[G] help her in every[D] need,
And indeed all her[G] work I would[D] do,
To[D] win one fond[G] kiss from my love,
I'd[D] read her ro[A]mances of fame,
Her[D] champion I[G] daily would[D] prove,
But for Ireland I'd[G] not tell her[D] name.
[3]
There's a beautiful stately young maid,
At the nearing of my little farm,
She's welcoming kind unafraid,
Her smile is both childlike and warm,
Her gold hair in masses that grows
Like amber and sheen is that same,
And the bloom in her cheeks like the rose,
But for Ireland I'd not tell her name.
***************************************************************
Ar éirinn Ní n-Eósainn
Cé h-í Aréir is mé téarnamh um' neoin
Ar an dtaobh thall den teóra 'na mbím,
Do théarnaig an spéir-bhean im' chómhair
D'fhág taomanach breóite lag sinn.
Do ghéilleas dá méin is dá cló,
Dá béal tanaí beó mhilis binn,
Do léimeas fé dhéin dul 'na cómhair,
Is ar Éirinn ní n-eósainn cé h-í.
Dá ngéilleadh an spéir-bhean dom' ghlór,
Siad ráidhte mo bheól a bheadh fíor;
Go deimhin duit go ndéanfainn a gnó
Do léirchur i gcóir is i gcrich.
Dó léighfinn go léir stair dom' stór,
'S ba mhéinn liom í thógaint dom chroí,
'S do bhearfainn an chraobh dhi ina dóid,
Is ar Éirinn ní n-eósainn cé h-í.
Tá spéir-bhruinneal mhaordha dheas óg
Ar an taobh thall de'n teóra 'na mbím.
Tá féile 'gus daonnacht is meóin
Is deise ro-mhór ins an mhnaoi,
Tá folt lei a' tuitim go feóir,
Go cocánach ómarach buí.
Tá lasadh 'na leacain mar rós,
Is ar Éirinn ní n-eósainn cé h-í.
Words and Lyrics taken from;
http://unitedireland.tripod.com/id70.html
wn.com/Ar Eirinn Ni Neosfainn Ce Hi.Wmv
For Ireland, I'd Not Say Her Name
Although the author may be unknown, it is thought a school master from Kerry, Fínín Ó Scannáil, composed the song in 1810 The lyrics are supposedly written from the eyes of a preacher who fell in love with his brother's wife. And even if he was given Ireland in its entirity, he would not tell the name of the person he loved - hence, For Ireland, I'll Not Tell Her Name. A more beautiful tune I don't think was ever written. The Gaelic lyrics are below also. I did not want to ruin the beautiful melody with my voice.
Last[D] eve as I[G] wandered quiet[D] near,
To the border's of[G] my little[A] farm,
A[G] beautifull maiden ap[D]peared,
Whoes lovelyness[G] caused my heart's[D] harm,
By her daring and[G] love smitten sour,
And the[D] words from her[A] sweet lips that came,
ToD] meet her I[G] raced the field[D] o're,
But for Ireland i'd[G] not tell her[D] name.
[2]
If this[D] beauty but my[G] words would[D] heed
The words that I[G] speak would be[A] true,
I'd[G] help her in every[D] need,
And indeed all her[G] work I would[D] do,
To[D] win one fond[G] kiss from my love,
I'd[D] read her ro[A]mances of fame,
Her[D] champion I[G] daily would[D] prove,
But for Ireland I'd[G] not tell her[D] name.
[3]
There's a beautiful stately young maid,
At the nearing of my little farm,
She's welcoming kind unafraid,
Her smile is both childlike and warm,
Her gold hair in masses that grows
Like amber and sheen is that same,
And the bloom in her cheeks like the rose,
But for Ireland I'd not tell her name.
***************************************************************
Ar éirinn Ní n-Eósainn
Cé h-í Aréir is mé téarnamh um' neoin
Ar an dtaobh thall den teóra 'na mbím,
Do théarnaig an spéir-bhean im' chómhair
D'fhág taomanach breóite lag sinn.
Do ghéilleas dá méin is dá cló,
Dá béal tanaí beó mhilis binn,
Do léimeas fé dhéin dul 'na cómhair,
Is ar Éirinn ní n-eósainn cé h-í.
Dá ngéilleadh an spéir-bhean dom' ghlór,
Siad ráidhte mo bheól a bheadh fíor;
Go deimhin duit go ndéanfainn a gnó
Do léirchur i gcóir is i gcrich.
Dó léighfinn go léir stair dom' stór,
'S ba mhéinn liom í thógaint dom chroí,
'S do bhearfainn an chraobh dhi ina dóid,
Is ar Éirinn ní n-eósainn cé h-í.
Tá spéir-bhruinneal mhaordha dheas óg
Ar an taobh thall de'n teóra 'na mbím.
Tá féile 'gus daonnacht is meóin
Is deise ro-mhór ins an mhnaoi,
Tá folt lei a' tuitim go feóir,
Go cocánach ómarach buí.
Tá lasadh 'na leacain mar rós,
Is ar Éirinn ní n-eósainn cé h-í.
Words and Lyrics taken from;
http://unitedireland.tripod.com/id70.html
- published: 28 Jan 2010
- views: 2084
"I'll Not Tell Her Name" Song Air SEAN FOLSOM on IRISH BAGPIPES
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 1:54
- Updated: 09 Nov 2010
- views: 5370
A very famous Slow Air played by Sean Folsom
on Irish Uilleann Bagpipes. In Irish Gaelic the title is:
"Ar Eirinn Ni Neosfainn Ce Hi" in English:
"For Ir...
A very famous Slow Air played by Sean Folsom
on Irish Uilleann Bagpipes. In Irish Gaelic the title is:
"Ar Eirinn Ni Neosfainn Ce Hi" in English:
"For Ireland I'll Not Tell Her Name"
(this is minus the all the Fada marks).
This Air is also known in Scotland as
the Air "Tweedside"
( i.e. on the Banks of the River Tweed).
It is in James Johnson's "Scots Musical Museum"
published at Edinburgh, in 6 volumes 1787-1803.
I first heard this Air on an LP record
by the group "Na Fili", back in 1973.
They did a very good rendition of it,
that has stayed with me ever since
then.
Recorded for Public Access TV by
BB Simmons and her
HEADSUPBERKELEY PROJECT 72
Copyright BB Simmons
film, sound, and producer
wn.com/I'll Not Tell Her Name Song Air Sean Folsom On Irish Bagpipes
A very famous Slow Air played by Sean Folsom
on Irish Uilleann Bagpipes. In Irish Gaelic the title is:
"Ar Eirinn Ni Neosfainn Ce Hi" in English:
"For Ireland I'll Not Tell Her Name"
(this is minus the all the Fada marks).
This Air is also known in Scotland as
the Air "Tweedside"
( i.e. on the Banks of the River Tweed).
It is in James Johnson's "Scots Musical Museum"
published at Edinburgh, in 6 volumes 1787-1803.
I first heard this Air on an LP record
by the group "Na Fili", back in 1973.
They did a very good rendition of it,
that has stayed with me ever since
then.
Recorded for Public Access TV by
BB Simmons and her
HEADSUPBERKELEY PROJECT 72
Copyright BB Simmons
film, sound, and producer
- published: 09 Nov 2010
- views: 5370
Téada Orchestra: "Ar na Coillte san Fhomhair in Éirinn" by Elliot Murphy (live)
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 7:50
- Updated: 04 Jun 2014
- views: 1440
Ireland's newest string orchestra performing Elliot Murphy's stunning piece based on the Irish air "Pórt na bPucaí".
Composed by Elliot Murphy
Conducted by Mat...
Ireland's newest string orchestra performing Elliot Murphy's stunning piece based on the Irish air "Pórt na bPucaí".
Composed by Elliot Murphy
Conducted by Matt Rafter
Performed by Téada Orchestra with Tim Doyle on solo fiddle
Video directed and edited by David Cullinan
Shot by David Cullinan and PJ Moloney
Recorded and mixed by Rob Kearns
Performed and filmed in South Studios, Dublin on February 27th, 2014
Téada Orchestra on facebook: http://www.facebook.com/teada.orchestra
Téada Orchestra on twitter: http://twitter.com/teadaorch
David Cullinan on vimeo: http://vimeo.com/davidcullinan
wn.com/Téada Orchestra Ar Na Coillte San Fhomhair In Éirinn By Elliot Murphy (Live)
Ireland's newest string orchestra performing Elliot Murphy's stunning piece based on the Irish air "Pórt na bPucaí".
Composed by Elliot Murphy
Conducted by Matt Rafter
Performed by Téada Orchestra with Tim Doyle on solo fiddle
Video directed and edited by David Cullinan
Shot by David Cullinan and PJ Moloney
Recorded and mixed by Rob Kearns
Performed and filmed in South Studios, Dublin on February 27th, 2014
Téada Orchestra on facebook: http://www.facebook.com/teada.orchestra
Téada Orchestra on twitter: http://twitter.com/teadaorch
David Cullinan on vimeo: http://vimeo.com/davidcullinan
- published: 04 Jun 2014
- views: 1440
Ar Eireann ni neosfainn cé hi : Valse Irlandaise à l'accordéon diatonique
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 1:34
- Updated: 11 Dec 2012
- views: 2608
Merci à Tibetcaracolle pour m'avoir donner le titre qui signifie si j'ai bien compris " Pour l'Irlande, je ne dirai pas son nom"... et pour m'avoir informé qu...
Merci à Tibetcaracolle pour m'avoir donner le titre qui signifie si j'ai bien compris " Pour l'Irlande, je ne dirai pas son nom"... et pour m'avoir informé que la tab était sur le site d'Anicet Le Marre . Ceci dit, il est facile à apprendre d'oreille ....
J'aime beaucoup cette mélodie qui me donne des envies de Guiness ;)
wn.com/Ar Eireann Ni Neosfainn Cé Hi Valse Irlandaise À L'Accordéon Diatonique
Merci à Tibetcaracolle pour m'avoir donner le titre qui signifie si j'ai bien compris " Pour l'Irlande, je ne dirai pas son nom"... et pour m'avoir informé que la tab était sur le site d'Anicet Le Marre . Ceci dit, il est facile à apprendre d'oreille ....
J'aime beaucoup cette mélodie qui me donne des envies de Guiness ;)
- published: 11 Dec 2012
- views: 2608
Unknown
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 2:14
- Updated: 23 Mar 2012
- views: 46
one take
one take
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one take
- published: 23 Mar 2012
- views: 46
Ben Howard - These Waters
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 4:12
- Updated: 13 Oct 2013
- views: 2551
herons grey flight szary lot czapli
born in the shadows not knowing you urodziłam się w cieniu nie znając cię
or the scrubbed-clean kitchen albo w wyszorowanej...
herons grey flight szary lot czapli
born in the shadows not knowing you urodziłam się w cieniu nie znając cię
or the scrubbed-clean kitchen albo w wyszorowanej do czysta kuchni
where you sat gdzie przysiadłaś
or the forlorn way of longing a może to był niepocieszony wyraz tęsknoty
for something you do not need za czymś czego nie potrzebowałaś
from the material world you built ze świata materii który wzniosłaś
my nest i own built by me alone gniazdo jakie mam, zbudowałam sama
ready to rest or fly above gotowa by spocząć lub wznieść się ponad nim
in pairs w parze
for timing brings us together bo przestrzeń czasu zbliża nas ku sobie
under the canopy of stars pod sklepieniem gwiazd
holding fast against the weather trzymamy się siebie mocno wbrew pogodzie
or loitering in wintry hours lub łazikujemy w zimowej godzinie
pearlescent glow our only light perłowa łuna naszym jedynym światłem
this dim vessel transversing darkness ta zachmurzona barka krzyżując się z ciemnością
pulling ocean tides.przyciąga przypływy oceanu.
we hold to knots of grass waiting chwytamy się ździebeł traw czekając
for summer seed to grow by dojrzały nasiona lata
to wave the fields in yellow; tall kołysane żółcią pól; wybujałe
stalks that seem to walk for miles łodygi co zdaja się iść całe mile
uncaring unknowing nie troszcząc się nie wiedząc
only abandoning to themselves jakby nie dbały o siebie
stopping only at the waters edge zatrzymując się tylko nad brzegami wód
where reed and river flow gdzie trzcina i rzeka płyną
knowing the wild wingspan of the heron znając nieujarzmioną rozpiętość skrzydeł czapli
reflected in its light w refleksach własnego światła
in its own grey excellence w swej własnej szarej doskonałości
not knowing the Ploughing hand nie znając ręki która Orze
that would not let bare land be ona nie zostawi w spokoju nagiej ziemi
still unknown yet in the dwindling light jeszcze nieznane choć w niknącym świetle
i see as part of me...images of Reed and Rain dostrzegam jako część mnie ... wyobrażenie Trzciny i Deszczu
reflecting the herons grey flight odbicie szarego lotu czapli
Saturday, 12 October 2013, 8:42 Sobota 12. października 2013, 8:42
http://www.benhowardmusic.co.uk/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ben_Howard
LYRICS
I saw red and yellow flowers outside over the moors yeah
The brightest sunrise ever to have touched my eyes
And through it all,
I stood and stumbled, waded through my thoughts and heart
Yeah through it all,
I fooled and fumbled, lost to the poet's frown.
I fought the wolves of patience just to let it lie down.
See these waters they'll pull you up,
Oh now if you're bolder than the darkness.
My my, let these songs be an instrument to cut,
Oh spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness.
Yeah my my, spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness.
Oh and out the door,
The touch of morning, the burning of the frost
Out the door,
Oh, Strong hands to hold
Good friends that I never lost.
Yeah, Strong hands to hold
Good friends that I never lost.
And what we found
Down these coves of limestone and cockle shells,
What we found
Down these roads that wander as lost as the heart,
Is a chance to breathe again, a chance for a fresh start
A chance to breathe again, a chance for a fresh start
A chance to breathe again, a chance for a fresh start
See these waters they'll pull you up,
Oh now if you're bolder than the darkness.
My my, let these songs be an instrument to cut you darling,
Oh spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness.
Yeah my my, spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness.
wn.com/Ben Howard These Waters
herons grey flight szary lot czapli
born in the shadows not knowing you urodziłam się w cieniu nie znając cię
or the scrubbed-clean kitchen albo w wyszorowanej do czysta kuchni
where you sat gdzie przysiadłaś
or the forlorn way of longing a może to był niepocieszony wyraz tęsknoty
for something you do not need za czymś czego nie potrzebowałaś
from the material world you built ze świata materii który wzniosłaś
my nest i own built by me alone gniazdo jakie mam, zbudowałam sama
ready to rest or fly above gotowa by spocząć lub wznieść się ponad nim
in pairs w parze
for timing brings us together bo przestrzeń czasu zbliża nas ku sobie
under the canopy of stars pod sklepieniem gwiazd
holding fast against the weather trzymamy się siebie mocno wbrew pogodzie
or loitering in wintry hours lub łazikujemy w zimowej godzinie
pearlescent glow our only light perłowa łuna naszym jedynym światłem
this dim vessel transversing darkness ta zachmurzona barka krzyżując się z ciemnością
pulling ocean tides.przyciąga przypływy oceanu.
we hold to knots of grass waiting chwytamy się ździebeł traw czekając
for summer seed to grow by dojrzały nasiona lata
to wave the fields in yellow; tall kołysane żółcią pól; wybujałe
stalks that seem to walk for miles łodygi co zdaja się iść całe mile
uncaring unknowing nie troszcząc się nie wiedząc
only abandoning to themselves jakby nie dbały o siebie
stopping only at the waters edge zatrzymując się tylko nad brzegami wód
where reed and river flow gdzie trzcina i rzeka płyną
knowing the wild wingspan of the heron znając nieujarzmioną rozpiętość skrzydeł czapli
reflected in its light w refleksach własnego światła
in its own grey excellence w swej własnej szarej doskonałości
not knowing the Ploughing hand nie znając ręki która Orze
that would not let bare land be ona nie zostawi w spokoju nagiej ziemi
still unknown yet in the dwindling light jeszcze nieznane choć w niknącym świetle
i see as part of me...images of Reed and Rain dostrzegam jako część mnie ... wyobrażenie Trzciny i Deszczu
reflecting the herons grey flight odbicie szarego lotu czapli
Saturday, 12 October 2013, 8:42 Sobota 12. października 2013, 8:42
http://www.benhowardmusic.co.uk/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ben_Howard
LYRICS
I saw red and yellow flowers outside over the moors yeah
The brightest sunrise ever to have touched my eyes
And through it all,
I stood and stumbled, waded through my thoughts and heart
Yeah through it all,
I fooled and fumbled, lost to the poet's frown.
I fought the wolves of patience just to let it lie down.
See these waters they'll pull you up,
Oh now if you're bolder than the darkness.
My my, let these songs be an instrument to cut,
Oh spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness.
Yeah my my, spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness.
Oh and out the door,
The touch of morning, the burning of the frost
Out the door,
Oh, Strong hands to hold
Good friends that I never lost.
Yeah, Strong hands to hold
Good friends that I never lost.
And what we found
Down these coves of limestone and cockle shells,
What we found
Down these roads that wander as lost as the heart,
Is a chance to breathe again, a chance for a fresh start
A chance to breathe again, a chance for a fresh start
A chance to breathe again, a chance for a fresh start
See these waters they'll pull you up,
Oh now if you're bolder than the darkness.
My my, let these songs be an instrument to cut you darling,
Oh spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness.
Yeah my my, spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness.
- published: 13 Oct 2013
- views: 2551
Dirty old town - mountain dulcimer
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 2:49
- Updated: 15 Jan 2012
- views: 477
The song was written in reference to Salford, in Lancashire, England, and the place where Ewan MacColl was born and brought up
The song was written in reference to Salford, in Lancashire, England, and the place where Ewan MacColl was born and brought up
wn.com/Dirty Old Town Mountain Dulcimer
The song was written in reference to Salford, in Lancashire, England, and the place where Ewan MacColl was born and brought up
- published: 15 Jan 2012
- views: 477
NAME THAT SONG......
- Order: Reorder
- Duration: 4:42
- Updated: 30 Sep 2010
- views: 90
found this song awhile ago and don't know the name, language, etc. if anyone could help me identify this song i'd greatly appreciate it.
found this song awhile ago and don't know the name, language, etc. if anyone could help me identify this song i'd greatly appreciate it.
wn.com/Name That Song......
found this song awhile ago and don't know the name, language, etc. if anyone could help me identify this song i'd greatly appreciate it.
- published: 30 Sep 2010
- views: 90
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For Ireland, I'd Not Say Her Name
Although the author may be unknown, it is thought a sc...
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"I'll Not Tell Her Name" Song Air SEAN FOLSOM on IRISH BAGPIPES
A very famous Slow Air played by Sean Folsom
on Irish Uilleann Bagpipes. In Irish Gaeli...
published: 09 Nov 2010
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Téada Orchestra: "Ar na Coillte san Fhomhair in Éirinn" by Elliot Murphy (live)
Ireland's newest string orchestra performing Elliot Murphy's stunning piece based on the I...
published: 04 Jun 2014
Téada Orchestra: "Ar na Coillte san Fhomhair in Éirinn" by Elliot Murphy (live)
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Ar Eireann ni neosfainn cé hi : Valse Irlandaise à l'accordéon diatonique
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published: 11 Dec 2012
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Ben Howard - These Waters
herons grey flight szary lot czapli
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NAME THAT SONG......
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