This song was composed about 800 years ago and blows about 99% of contemporary Folk songs completely out of the water. It's absolutely brilliant, I listened to it since more than 10 years now and still can't believe how good this song is.
أنا من المغرب أقول أن هاته الموسيقى هي عبارة عن تراكمات فكرية دامت لقرون عدة بدون انقطاع و لها فروع في جميع الممالك القديمة أرحب بك في المغرب للتعرف على الموسيقى القديمة 🌷🙏🎩
This song makes me feel a genuine sense of appreciation for the little things in life. Medieval music is so authentic, and shows the ways in which people found joy in life despite the challenges they faced.
Lyrics: Desto fez Santa María miragre fremoso Ena sa igrej' en Lugo, grand' e pïadoso Por ũa mollér que avía tolleito O mais de séu córp' e de mal encolleito Da que Déus mamou o leite do séu peito Non é maravilla de sãar contreito Que amba-las súas mãos assí s'encolleran Que ben per cabo dos ombros todas se meteran E os calcannares ben en séu dereito Se meteron todos no córpo maltreito Da que Déus mamou o leite do séu peito Non é maravilla de sãar contreito Pois viu que lle non prestava nulla meezinna Tornou-s' a Santa María, a nóbre Reínna Rogando-lle que non catasse despeito Se ll' ela fezéra, mais a séu proveito Da que Déus mamou o leite do séu peito Non é maravilla de sãar contreito Parasse mentes en guisa que a guarecesse Se non, que fezéss' assí per que cedo morresse; E lógo se fezo levar en un leito Ant' a sa igreja, pequen' e estreito Da que Déus mamou o leite do séu peito Non é maravilla de sãar contreito E ela alí jazendo fez mui bõa vida Trões que ll' ouve mercee a Sennor comprida Eno mes d' agosto, no día 'scolleito Na sa fésta grande, como vos retreito Da que Déus mamou o leite do séu peito Non é maravilla de sãar contreito Será agora per min. Ca en aquele día Se fez meter na igreja de Santa María; Mais a Santa Virgen non alongou preito Mas tornou-ll' o córpo todo escorreito Da que Déus mamou o leite do séu peito Non é maravilla de sãar contreito Pero avẽo-ll' atal que alí u sãava Cada un nembro per si mui de rij' estalava Ben come madeira mui seca de teito Quando s' estendía o nervio odeito Da que Déus mamou o leite do séu peito Non é maravilla de sãar contreito O bispo e toda a gente deant' estando Veend' aquest' e oínd' e de rijo chorando Viron que miragre foi e non trasgeito; Porende loaron a Virgen afeito Da que Déus mamou o leite do séu peito Non é maravilla de sãar contreito
If you speak Portuguese especially the one spoken in Brazil it becames even easier for you to understand Galician than someone who speaks the Portuguese spoken in Lisbon. The accent is much closer to Brazilian Portuguese. If you have to pay a lot of attention in order to understand the lyrics in this "medieval cantiga" it is because is sung in an archaic Galician which makes a little difficult even for someone who speaks Galician.
To clarify the British Isles were strongly influenced by troubadour music along with the rest of music. It's interesting that places like Ireland and Scotland are best known for this style of music today despite the fact that it originated somewhere else.
@@zdravkojovanovic3513 El idioma es gallego medieval,no portugués. El gallego era el idioma que hablaban, sólo se le llamó portugués tras la separación de los reinos.
I want to repent to God for my mistakes on earth at this time. May God forgive my sins in this time 😊🙏🏻❤ Dear God I pray like this From me that I submit to God with all of you also here For Your glorious Love and Mercy to all of you 😊❤ Lord Jesus Bless and thank you Hallelujah amen
Та, которая от Господа Та, которая от Господа грудью вскормила Неудивительно исцелять покалеченных Сотворила Дева Мария чудо громкое В церкви своей в Луго, чудо великое и милостивое, Для женщины, у которой все тело Было парализовано и покрыто язвами Епископ и все присутствующие Увидев и услышав это, зарыдали от волнения, Поняли они, что было то чудом, а не обманом И горячо воздали хвалу Богоматери.
Holy Mary made a beautiful miracle of this, great and pious in his church in lugo, by a woman who had most of his body crippled and shrunken by illness. From which God sucked the milk from her breast, no wonder it sane the wrongdoer. For his hands had shrunk in such a way that they had entered next to the shoulders, and the heels, for their part, they all got into the battered body. From which God sucked the milk from her breast, no wonder it sane the wrongdoer. When he saw that no medicine was effective, turned to Holy Mary, the noble Queen, begging him not to look at the troubles she could have caused him, but that he should think of his benefit in such a way as to cure her and, if not, to make her die soon; and then had himself brought before his church in a small and narrow bed. From which God sucked the milk from her breast, no wonder it sane the wrongdoer. And lying there she made a very good life until that the dutiful lady did him mercy in the month of August, the chosen day, in its main festival, as I will now refer to you. Well, that day a subway was built in the church of Santa María; but the Holy Virgin did not prolong the matter, but returned the body all straightened up. From which God sucked the milk from her breast, no wonder it sane the wrongdoer. But it happened in such a way that, where he healed, each of the members, when stretched the shrunken nerve, it exploded very loudly, just like the dry wood of the ceiling. From which God sucked the milk from her breast, no wonder it sane the wrongdoer. The bishop and all the people who were before, contemplating and hearing this and crying hard, he saw that it had been a miracle and not a deception; that's why they praised the virgin without stopping.
Arany Zoltán is a genius! I am really into the medieval era (early and high middle ages) and he is what you call a Troubadour! Never heard a bad music from him,i wish him a lot of years to come with more than a lot of success by what he is doing. May God bless you,Arany! Sry for my bad english.
The lyrics: Da que Déus mamou o leite do séu peito, non é maravilla de sãar contreito. Desto fez Santa María miragre fremoso ena sa igrej' en Lugo, grand' e pïadoso, por ũa mollér que avía tolleito o mais de séu córp' e de mal encolleito. Da que Déus mamou o leite do séu peito, non é maravilla de sãar contreito. Que amba-las súas mãos assí s'encolleran, que ben per cabo dos ombros todas se meteran, e os calcannares ben en séu dereito se meteron todos no córpo maltreito. Da que Déus mamou o leite do séu peito, non é maravilla de sãar contreito. Pois viu que lle non prestava nulla meezinna, tornou-s' a Santa María, a nóbre Reínna, rogando-lle que non catasse despeito se ll' ela fezéra, mais a séu proveito. Da que Déus mamou o leite do séu peito, non é maravilla de sãar contreito. Parasse mentes en guisa que a guarecesse, se non, que fezéss' assí per que cedo morresse; e lógo se fezo levar en un leito ant' a sa igreja, pequen' e estreito. Da que Déus mamou o leite do séu peito, non é maravilla de sãar contreito. E ela alí jazendo fez mui bõa vida trões que ll' ouve mercee a Sennor comprida eno mes d' agosto, no día 'scolleito, na sa fésta grande, como vos retreito. Da que Déus mamou o leite do séu peito, non é maravilla de sãar contreito. Será agora per min. Ca en aquele día se fez meter na igreja de Santa María; mais a Santa Virgen non alongou preito, mas tornou-ll' o córpo todo escorreito. Da que Déus mamou o leite do séu peito, non é maravilla de sãar contreito. Pero avẽo-ll' atal que alí u sãava, cada un nembro per si mui de rij' estalava, ben come madeira mui seca de teito, quando s' estendía o nervio odeito. Da que Déus mamou o leite do séu peito, non é maravilla de sãar contreito. O bispo e toda a gente deant' estando, veend' aquest' e oínd' e de rijo chorando, viron que miragre foi e non trasgeito; porende loaron a Virgen afeito. Da que Déus mamou o leite do séu peito, non é maravilla de sãar contreito.
But it's not spanish. Due to the simple fact that Spain did not exist when this song was written. Furthermore, Spain is a country with several nations. And they have different cultures. This particular culture is from the Atlantic fringe nation or Western Iberia: Portugal and Galicia. The language spoken is called Galaico-Português and it's the root of modern portuguese and modern galician. this is portuguese traditional music for example: ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-PIxoQoC8a84.html
The Galician is close to Portuguese because the Portuguese comes from Lusitanian, Ancient Portuguese which is just from the Galician! Take a look on History and Geography and the truth will be present in front of all. Circa 1149 AD Portugal was founded as independent nation, split of Galicia, southern region.
I knew this had to be smth about portuguese. I am portuguese and eventhough our language has changed a lot since then, I can still understand practically all that is said in these lyrics.
For the one from whose breasts God suckled milk it is no wonder to heal the crippled. Concerning this, Saint Mary performed a wonderful miracle, great and merciful, in her church in Lugo for a woman whose body was almost entirely paralyzed and shriveled with a disease. The bishop and all the people standing there, seeing and hearing this and weeping with emotion, saw that it was a miracle and not deceit; and fervently praised the Virgin for that
Bem interessante. Achei que lembra muito a base de um heavy metal - sem as distorções nas guitarras. Como tanto a música medieval medieval quanto os riffs de guitarras distorcidas costumam se basear em intervalos de quinta para formar a harmonia, pode ser daí que noto a semelhança. Fica a diga para alguma bando rearranjar isso para um metal lusitano.
Greetings from a Filipino in Pontevedra, Galicia! One of the many things that made me fall in love with this land is its music. My favourite is A Rianxeira but this one comes close.
Arany, that was a wonderful job! My native language is portuguese so it's quite cool to hear galego-portugues from where my beautiful language came. Parabéns por teu trabalho! Saudaçoes de Munique!
Más potente y rápida que otras versiones que conocía; pero es bonita y está versionada con gusto. Me agrada. Lo que no entiendo es por qué hay gente que comenta todas esas tonterías que no tienen nada que ver con la música y que además son insensateces
Arany Zoltan - you do an extraordinary, great and beautiful works, reproducing these beautiful, old songs from the south of Europe and trying to make them sound like in the twelfth and thirteenth century, when they were created. And to think that this is a descendant of the Magyars, of whom I also come from my mother. A mother with still present, delicate, Asian qualities, which makes her only more beautiful. The same savages who, a thousand years ago, were a threat to all of Western Europe and who stood later, as a result of a wise choice, the beautiful sons of our continent and its culture. Éljen Magyarország!
