I remember hearing field of athenry saying to my self that it sounds similar to asonance song as I am a big fan of asonance. My Irish wife loved the Czech version.
Tohle asi bude dost starý příběh, v podstatně stejný text se zpívá i ve švédsku, doporučuju verzi od Gjallarhorn, píseň se jmenuje systrarna, ale hudba je dost jiná.
In the evening, through the valley on horse lord Gordon rided. The day was dark, and the Sun was fading away, when he was coming back. Where the road tapp off to the shore, he saw a girl standing there. "Oh help me please, my lord, horse hurt in mountains and cannot stand anymore. My father is lord from Abersfield, and everyone local knows him. He has 600 acre of land and 3 daughters, from whom I am the oldest." "My beautiful lady, it will be honor for me, to invite you on my castle. There, I want to welcome the daughter of lord from Abersfield, there I will treat you gladly." For seven long weeks, he stayed there with the girl. And with every day, he was charmed more by her grace, and he loved here more. "Now i have to sail away, my love, for a month and seven days. You return to your father and prepare everything on our wedding day" But the month and seven days passed, lord Gordon wasnt returning to his beloved one, he wasnt returning. That day in the evening, a black rider on a horse through the gate of the castle rided. The day was dark, and the Sun was fading away, when he was passing the gate. "I rushed from harbor, proding the horse to hurry up. Lord Gordon and his ship with him sunked and descended to depths." When girl heard the news, she was in her face as pale as her dress. She climbed up on the upper terraces and stayed there. A step and jump and wind swallowed her scream. By spikes on mountains, the wedding dress teared and the breath stopped.
A man was stolen some grain and was prisoned and will be sended to Australia as a prisoner. His wife with children must stay and she is singing a tedious song under the prison wall. Her man is replying her, that he wanted to change the relations between dominions and peasants. Tha ship to Australia is waiting... "It's hard to find words Let God give you love on the way to the far Australian shores." Thanks for greetings from Scotland, I love your melodies :)
Just to gently correct my friends from Czechia and maybe elsewhere, this is not a Scottish song, but an Irish one. It is about the infamous Potato Famine, that was stupidly and cruelly forced upon the people of Ireland. 😢😢 Shame to say it was the British government who did this. Jen abych jemně opravil své přátele z Čech a možná i odjinud, tohle není skotská, ale irská píseň. Je o nechvalně známém bramborovém hladomoru, který byl hloupě a krutě vnucen lidu Irska. 😢😢 Škoda říkat, že to udělala britská vláda.
Jsem moc rád, že jsou lidé, kteří se umí vyjádřit k takovým krásným písním...Je v tom romantika a láska, krutost i spravedlnost ...zrada i odplata...a krásný hlas, ...Jak čistá voda.
Byl jsem na několika jejich koncertech, stejně uchvacující jako studiové nahrávky. Oproti těm modernistům Assonanci můžete vypnout proud a zahrají a zazpívají stejně dobře :-)
Ano, píseň je nádherná ale jedna věc mi stále uniká, proč se skotský lord vydává na pět týdnů vydává na moře? To mi skoro připadá jako kdyby byl korzárem ve službách Skoty tolik nenáviděného Anglického krále...
Podľa toho kedy sa to deje. Od 17. storočia bol (po väčšinu času) kráľ Anglicka aj kráľom Škótov. V Anglickej občianskej vojne dokonca (miestami) podporovali kráľa Karla II proti parlamentu.
