Loreena McKennit

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Loreena McKennit

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  • Civil Works Team Leader @ IKEA Centres Russia
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  • Gde živiš: Moskva, Rusija

Ne mogu da verujem da ovu legendu jos niko nije prezentovao u ovom forumu... Velika steta, ali odmah to ispravljam... Smile

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Night Ride Across the Caucasus
by Loreena McKennitt


Ride on Through the night Ride on
Ride on Through the night Ride on

There are visions, there are memories
There are echoes of thundering hooves
There are fires, there is laughter
There's the sound of a thousand doves

In the velvet of the darkness
By the silhouette of silent trees
they are watching waiting
They are witnessing life's mysteries

Cascading stars on the slumbering hills
They are dancing as far as the sea
Riding o'er the land, you can feel its gentle hand
Leading on to its destiny

Take me with you on this journey
Where the boundaries of time are now tossed
In cathedrals of the forest
In the words of the tongues now lost

Find the answers, ask the questions
Find the roots of an ancient tree
Take me dancing, take me singing
I'll ride on till the moon meets the sea

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Skellig
by Loreena McKennitt


Oh, light the candle, John
The daylight has almost gone
The birds have sung their last
The bells call all to mass

Sit here by my side
For the night is very long
There's something I must tell
Before I pass along

I joined the brotherhood My books were all to me
I scribed the words of God
And much of history

Many a year was I
Perched out upon the sea
The waves would wash my tears,
The wind, my memory

I'd hear the ocean breathe
Exhale upon the shore
I knew the tempest's blood
Its wrath I would endure

And so the years went by
Within my rocky cell
With only a mouse or bird
My friend; I loved them well

And so it came to pass
I'd come here to Romani
And many a year it took
Till I arrived here with thee

On dusty roads I walked
And over mountains high
Through rivers running deep
Beneath the endless sky

Beneath these jasmine flowers
Amidst these cypress trees
I give you now my books
And all their mysteries

Now take the hourglass
And turn it on its head
For when the sands are still
'Tis then you'll find me dead

Oh, light the candle, John
The daylight is almost gone
The birds have sung their last
The bells call all to mass



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Bravo, MoscowBeast! Ulepsao si mi dan!



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Nema na cemu, uvek!

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ne da si pogodio....nego nemam reci..... Very Happy Very Happy Very Happy
ona je prava vestica, prelepa je i ume da napravi magiju....

dodajem:

The Mystic's Dream

by Unknown

A clouded dream on an earthly night
Hangs upon the crescent moon
A voiceless song in an ageless light
Sings at the coming dawn
Birds in flight are calling there
Where the heart moves the stones
It's there that my heart is calling
All for the love of you


A painting hangs on an ivy
Nestled in the emerald moss
The eyes declare a truce of trust
And then it draws me far away
Where deep in the desert twilight
Sand melts in pools of the sky
When darkness lays her crimson cloak
Your lamps will call me home


And so it's there my homage's due
Clutched by the still of the night
And now I feel you move
Every breath is full
So it's there my homage's due
Clutched by the still of the night
Even the distance feels so near
All for the love of you.

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  • Civil Works Team Leader @ IKEA Centres Russia
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  • Poruke: 7912
  • Gde živiš: Moskva, Rusija

ljubicasta ::ona je prava vestica, prelepa je i ume da napravi magiju....

Totalno se slazem! Very Happy

A magije baca kroz stihove, to je evidentno. Kad sam prvi put cuo "Night Ride Across the Caucasus", a to je bilo u odjavnoj spici filma "Soldier" sa Kurt Raselom, sedeo sam i gledao imena montazera, sefova rasvete, malih od palube, druge postave, trece rezerve, sminkere mr. Rusell-a... sve da bih video koja je pesma u pitanju negde pred kraj spice... A pesma me je toliko omadjijala da sam zaboravio da vidim kako se zove!! Posle sam Googlao za pesmom... I tako... Smile

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Imam, volim, i mudro ccutim... pardon, ccutah... Wink

Ako zatreba neshto od L. McKennit... javljajte... Smile

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Moram da dodam moje dve omiljne:

Dickens' Dublin

I walk the streets of Dublin town
It's 1842.
It's snowing on this Christmas Eve
Think I'll beg another bob or two
I'll huddle in this doorway here
Till someone comes along
If the lamp lighter comes real soon
Maybe I'll go home with him.

Maybe I can find a place I can call my home
Maybe I can find a home I can call my own.

The horses on the cobbled stones pass by
Think I'll get one one fine day
Riding to the country side
And very far away
Now as the daylight disappears
I best find a place to sleep
Think I'll slip into the bell tower
In the church just down the street

Maybe I can find a place I can call my home
Maybe I can find a home I can call my own.

Maybe on the way I'll find the dog
I saw the other night
And tuck him underneath my jacket,
So we'll stay warm through the night
As we lie in the bell tower high
And dream of days to come
The bells o'er head will call the hour
The day we will find a home.

Maybe I can find a place I can call my home
Maybe I can find a home I can call my own.

Maybe I can find a place I can call my home
Maybe I can find a home I can call my own.


All Souls Night

Bonfires dot the rolling hillsides
Figures dance around and around
To drums that pulse out echoes of darkness
Moving to the pagan sound.

Somewhere in a hidden memory
Images float before my eyes
Of fragrant nights of straw and of bonfires
And dancing till the next sunrise.

I can see the lights in the distance
Trembling in the dark cloak of night
Candles and lanterns are dancing, dancing
A waltz on All Souls Night.

Figures of cornstalks bend in the shadows
Held up tall as the flames leap high
The green knight holds the holly bush
To mark where the old year passes by.

I can see the lights in the distance
Trembling in the dark cloak of night
Candles and lanterns are dancing, dancing
A waltz on All Souls Night.

Bonfires dot the rolling hillsides
Figures dance around and around
To drums that pulse out echoes of darkness
Moving to the pagan sound.

Standing on the bridge that crosses
The river that goes out to the sea
The wind is full of a thousand voices
They pass by the bridge and me.

I can see the lights in the distance
Trembling in the dark cloak of night
Candles and lanterns are dancing, dancing
A waltz on All Souls Night.

I can see the lights in the distance
Trembling in the dark cloak of night
Candles and lanterns are dancing, dancing
A waltz on All Souls Night.

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wow!mislila sam da niko ne slusa Lorenu!!!

Ima najlepsi glas na svetu pored devojke iz Madredeus-a

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Slusham i ja i to odavno.. ubedljivo je najbolja.

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Predivna muzika
Pre par meseci sam dobio MP3 i od tada se ne odvajam od keltske muzike.Thanks my witch :wub:
Omiljene su mi La Serenissima, All Souls Night i Tango To Evora Zaljubljen


Skellig

O light the candle, John
The daylight has almost gone
The birds have sung their last
The bells call all to mass

Sit here by my side
For the night is very long
There's something I must tell
Before I pass along

I joined the brotherhood My books were all to me
I scribed the words of God
And much of history

Many a year was I
Perched out upon the sea
The waves would wash my tears,
The wind, my memory

I'd hear the ocean breathe
Exhale upon the shore
I knew the tempest's blood
Its wrath I would endure

And so the years went by
Within my rocky cell
With only a mouse or bird
My friend; I loved them well

And so it came to pass
I'd come here to Romani
And many a year it took
Till I arrived here with thee

On dusty roads I walked
And over mountains high
Through rivers running deep
Beneath the endless sky

Beneath these jasmine flowers
Amidst these cypress trees
I give you now my books
And all their mysteries

Now take the hourglass
And turn it on its head
For when the sands are still
'Tis then you'll find me dead

O light the candle, John
The daylight is almost gone
The birds have sung their last
The bells call all to mass

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