Yes, it's a re-working of an Irish traditional folk-song; you can find it in the 'Elegy' section of the book "A Celtic Miscellany" (along with some other beautiful writings). For those who may be interested.
It is about a boy obsessively mourning his dead love, goes on to mention that he is grateful that they didn't sleep together out of wedlock he also states that he can't live fully without her and he will onward shelter her (grave). The title of the poem is quite literal 'I Am Stretched On Your Grave' he is lying over her grave. Cheers.
This song makes me think of my dead best friend. We were best friends for almost 20 years he would be 28 in September we were born 2 months apart. I miss you brother and in the odd chance that an afterlife or soul exists than I'll see you again
Puff the Magic Sativa thats the way to think... One day you will be reunited my friend. I hold the same hope that I will one day see my uncle again who was more like a brother and best friend to me.
@mrvenica It is originally a 17th Century Irish poem about a young man who lost his lover. It's a really complex poem about still being able to feel her even though she is not there. Also it is noted in the poem that the couple were alone in the woods, and despite longing for each other, they never expressed their emotions physically. The voice in the poem says that this made their relationship stronger. It's a mournful and very sad poem, but beautiful, obviously :)
This... is pure beauty. This song has a lovely and sad ethereal atmosphere. And the beat they add after the first minute or so has something so powerful, I don't know how to describe it. Beautiful, just beautiful and stunning. The most beautiful version I've heard
Yago Vidal i like to think its the song that showed thomas grace's potential for profound tender love that he never had, and enchanted his peaky heart.
this song has been around long before peaky blinders and the actress who played Grace did not even do it justice, she couldn't hold a candle to this woman, but hey I give her credit since she says she never sang before the show. Nice effort. But kind she kind of kills the mood that this song can elicit. So bland compared to this.
Wow, came looking for this after remembering how I used to listen to it as a young child. I’m in my 20s now, and discovered this song has become relevant again. Crazy! I’m glad. Kate Rusby is incredible!
This is such a moving song...the sound is ethereal and full of longing, love, passion & sorrow. I think the man is going to die and wants to do so, stretched out on his one true love's grave, to be as close to her as possible when he passes.
This song made me cry. I just had to write an alternative story, where the male was singing to his dearly departed instead, and didn't feel as sadly alone.
Just discovered this song, but I can predict it's going to become one of my favourites. Thanks for posting-- it's hard to find, and your pictures are quite lovely. :-)
lyrics: I am stretched on your grave and I´ll lie here forever if your hands were in mine I´d be sure they would not sever my apple tree my brightness it´s time we were together for I smell by the earth and I´m worn by the weather When my family think That I'm safely in my bed Oh, from morn until night I am stretched out at your head Calling out unto the earth With tears hot and wild For the loss of a girl That I loved as a child
This is so amazing... so beautiful. I looked up Sinead O'Connor's version of this first and it's different, but not a patch on Kate Rusby's! :) So yeah I really love this one
(still voiced by kate rusby, to the tune of this beautiful song.) No better place to spread her ash, than the land of a thousand dreams. I felt assured as I hearda giggle, from her favrite stream. ,, [ chorus ] Her pulse had faded 'nmy hand, so I know when I feel the beat, where the watter kisses land, her breathing waves come'to'retreat. ,, [ And her smile forms inthe wet sand around the crackling white surf, as she laughs allot around sundown, just as she did before] ,, (whispered) She asked me to come see her, 'fter death, a subtle notion, in the place she felt most free. beside me, beside the ocean.
