Hopefully i get to meet you if i find my way up to where you are in heaven god rest your soul.you made me love irish music all from hearing you sing dirty old town ever since now im hooked listen to u every night before bed the dubliners will never die rip luke
It's wonderful hearing his voice! Luke you are unforgotten. The time is gone, but you are kept in our hearts and our memories. God bless you and Our Beloved Emerald Island!!!😘💖🇮🇪🇮🇪🇮🇪👍☘☘☘
We are so lucky to be able to hear the great singers who have gone before us.Bless Luke and others and thanks for the pleasure they have given to us for all time.
As an offering to Luke Kelly, here is my catalan translation of his song, with love to him: Rodamón sóc. Rodamón sóc, sobri a voltes, rodamón sóc d’un alt nivelli sempre que bec penso com fer-m’ho per poder ser amb la meva amor. Encara que la nit sigui fosca, cap estel sigui vist al cel, seré guiat sense ensopegades als braços de la meva amor. Rodamón sóc, sobri a voltes, rodamón sóc d’un alt nivell i sempre que bec penso com fer-m’ho per poder ser amb la meva amor. Ell s’enfilà fins prop la finestra i ajupit, damunt d’un carreu xiuxiuejà a la seva cambra: “diga’m amor si jeus sola al llit”. Rodamón sóc, sobri a voltes, rodamón sóc d’un alt nivell i sempre que bec penso com fer-m’ho per poder ser amb la meva amor. Ella alçà el cap del seu coixí tou, i amb els braços creuats al pit, digué: “qui és qui, des la finestra, destorba en la nit el meu repòs”. Rodamón sóc, sobri a voltes, rodamón sóc d’un alt nivell i sempre que bec penso com fer-m’ho per poder ser amb la meva amor. Sóc jo, vaig dir, el teu aimador, obre la porta i deixa’m entrar perquè arribo d’un llarg viatge i tot ben xop fins la meva pell. Rodamón sóc, sobri a voltes, rodamón sóc d’un alt nivell i sempre que bec penso com fer-m’ho per poder ser amb la meva amor. Ella, ben prest i amb molta alegria, obrí la porta i el deixà entrar i s’abraçaren fort l’un amb l’altre; com un sol cos al llarg de la nit. Rodamón sóc, sobri a voltes, rodamón sóc d’un alt nivell i sempre que bec penso com fer-m’ho per poder ser amb la meva amor. Galls i ocells feien gran xivarri i tot cremava rostos avall… “Tingues present, noi, que estic casada i al meu granger he d'obeïr. Rodamón sóc, sobri a voltes, rodamón sóc d’un alt nivell i sempre que bec penso com fer-m’ho per poder ser amb la meva amor. Ell diu: “amor meu, he de deixar-te per a escalar els cims tan llunyans però ho faré amb molta joia, als teus braços, m’he refet”. Rodamón sóc, sobri a voltes, rodamón sóc d’un alt nivell i sempre que bec penso com fer-m’ho per poder ser amb la meva amor.
Honestly had to play it again just to make sure i wasnt imagining how good this is. God rest your soul Luke, see you and the other lads someday on fiddlers green
Thanks for posting this up on RU-vid for all of us to enjoy. Hard to believe that this wonderful man has been gone for 34 years now. Missing Luke and the ole boys.
Though the night be dark as dungeon, not a star to be seen above I will be guided without a stumble, into the arms of me only love I'm a rover, seldom sober I'm a rover of high degree its when I'm drinking, I'm always thinking How to gain my love's company I went up to her bedroom window, kneeling gently upon a stone I rapped on her bedroom window My darling dear, do you lie alone? I'm a rover, seldom sober I'm a rover of high degree It's when I'm drinking, I'm always thinking How to gain my love's company She raised her head up from her feather pillow Raised her arms up around her breast Saying who's at me bedroom window, disturbing me at me long night's rest? I'm a rover, seldom sober I'm a rover of high degree It's when I'm drinking, I'm always thinking How to gain my love's company It's only me, your own true lover, open the door and please let me in For I have come on a long night's journey I am near drenched to the skin I'm a rover, seldom sober I'm a rover of high degree It's when I'm drinking, I'm always thinking How to gain my love's company She opened the door with the greatest pleasure Opened the door and she let me in We both shook hands and embraced each other 'Til the morning we lay as one I'm a rover, seldom sober I'm a rover of high degree It's when I'm drinking, I'm always thinking How to gain my love's company The cocks were crawin', the birds were whistlin' The burns they ran free abune the brae; "Remember, lass, I'm a ploughman laddie And the fairmer I must obey I'm a rover, seldom sober I'm a rover of high degree It's when I'm drinking, I'm always thinking How to gain my love's company Well now me love, I must go and leave you Though the mountains be high above Well, I will climb them with greater pleasure That I have been with me only love
