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Robin and Parakeet
04:53
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One silent night the parakeet slept in her cage of gold
The moon was new and breeze so sweet, she let to fly her soul. But then she heard a sweep of wind, the open window creaked, A tiny robin, prince of streets, Came nosy, as you’d be.
“Why are you here, in the cage of gold?” the little bird so asked For he never saw another soul being locked behind bars.
“Why don’t you fly like the leaves? Why do you stay in here?” But instead of the parakeet Answered her silent tears.
My soul, my sweet little singing friend,
It’s not your fault, that you cannot understand.
That with the eyes closed, I can see what the life could be
And there’s no rules around the world, but the wind and you and me.
“Why don’t you fly above the roofs like any other bird?
Why don’t you try to put in use the wings you’ve got since birth?” The little robin pecked the bars, the cage was made of gold
And hiding from the glare of stars the parakeet him told.
“I saw you flying in the streets and playing with the breeze But unlike robins I’m not free, I wasn’t born for trees.
Look at my cage, it’s made of gold, and so’s the golden key
The stars are shining through my tears, I’ll never become free.
My soul, my sweet little singing friend...
And so spoke little parakeet but robin couldn’t hear
For when you’re born singing and free you get afraid of fear. So the robin left the golden cage and the beautiful sad bird Thinking “when I don’t understand it’s too easy to hurt.”
My soul, my sweet little singing friend...
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Morana
03:33
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Welcome evening, signs and prophecies, Three white ravens dance in the sky,
You just got born, young, lullaby for the trees, Kiss the river banks, you Morana.
Hidden in furs, two monks of mother nature Falling asleep by vanishing fire,
Spring in the air, pain, hope, another age, Breath deep and pray to Morana.
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3. |
Little Prayer
04:55
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I sat and listened to the leaves, Feeling the gentle April breeze, Leaving the heavy pointless words So I can fly up with the birds.
And with my eyes wide shut I saw
A shiny light, so bright, so raw.
Here in the woods now feeling safe,
Towards the Moon softly I begun little prayer...
Give me the ground under my feet, Let me to find those I’m to meet
And on your watch, my favourite star, Please, never let me cause a harm.
And after all the tears I wept,
Let me to see that I’ve just slept,
And all I need is one good friend
When I get weak who knows to hold my shaking hand...
Give me the feet that wish to run, Give me the power of the Sun, Teach me the magic of the Moon, Teach me to wait when it’s too soon.
Send me on trips for happy love
And when the times get hard and rough,
Covered in mud and heavy rain,
Bring me the Sun and joy and smiling face again...
Give me the voice and let me sing That above all I love the Spring, And when I see the new life born It’s stronger than a Summer storm.
Bring me the drum and let me play, Lost in the dance I wish to stay,
Give me the sound of Celtic strings,
To share the trance that music brings.
Give me the harp and bring me flutes, Teach me the rhythms of my roots, And all the passion of the skies, When dancing wild with happy fools.
Give me the wisdom in my words,
And all the freedom of the birds,
Give me the ease and let me fly
Above the trees, so I can feel the open sky...
Give us the strength to fight alone Even if all the lights are gone Along with friends who understand Who can see beyond first glance.
Please, give us duty, give us the power
To see the beauty in a flower,
And make us brave, so our hearts
May stay pure and never turn into a stone...
And bring the peace to planet Earth And love to everyone since birth, And hold the hands of those who die, So they’re not scared giving good bye.
Please, let us people see the truth,
That there’s no reason to be rude.
On all our trips, the beating toy
Behind those ribs may always bring us enough joy...
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4. |
Air and Fire
07:26
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5. |
Waterflies
02:31
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Slow walk of waterflies
Oceans ride where lands get dry The sky builds up, heavenly shrouds Peacefully fly the passing clouds.
The tree to breath what I don't need To give a home to birds on streets Though forests cry beneath the pain For our comfort there's no rain.
For our comfort burn the woods
So there's no air and there's no food And we are hungry, deaf and blind The peace now only dead can find.
I sit and breath, the silent’s loud
Listen to wind, watch passing clouds The Earth's our mother, kiss and breath Like no one else she hugs for sleep.
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6. |
Dance of Ghosts
05:03
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I’m still awake in the morning When I hear the bell three times, Stars are wandering the night sky As they form the ancient signs. The pressure on my chest leaves With Sagittarius shoots, Whatever happens is to happen Stars are fate and sacred roots.
I was standing in the same night Different time and different life, Dancing wild along a drum beat Dance of Ghosts around a fire. Flames in eyes, the glare of campfires Cheeks are painted, hungry nights, Sleep with a gun instead of woman, Pay a death for every life.
I had a soul, wings of an eagle, Flying above trees with birds,
I saw love to love, and evil
matched to hate by guns and words. In the Sun Dance I was walking Through the years towards the vein, I spoke to ancestors and ghosts,
I saw white bison as he came.
Hey, I’m warrior, I’m your friend,
In the love and war the Spirit pure and great. He gave the fire and land away,
The rivers and the flow dance of the air.
Empty words, using a brute force They stuff in our hungry mouth, Another contract, one more promise Until birds will fly down South.
They are stealing sacred treasure, The soul of ancient mountain gods, The way of robbery and lies
To get what guarded always was.
They write a law that even murder Turns into noble acts of grace, Hanging people in the booze and taxes, End of our days.
I am frozen in the dark night,
Every day is good to die,
When my fingertips are catching sky above head, Holding on my life.
Hey, I’m warrior, I’m your friend,
In the love and war the Spirit pure as great. He gave the fire and land away,
The rivers and the flow dance of the air.
More and more, like in a cage They push us, taking our gold, Before they wanted just my land Today they want to steal my soul. The only wish I ever had
Was to be free and trot the horse.
To see the sunrise, hear the wind singing And live the way I was.
Hey, I’m just a fighter of my tribe,
A man who got used to the pain of every night. And I still say that I hear the screams that bite,
A word that kills more men than daggers in a fight.
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7. |
I'll Be Right Back!
03:42
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Bring me a mead, and two pretty ladies Hold on my seat, I’ll go dance with fairies Give me a drink and wait for two hours, I’ll be right back, for this night is ours!
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8. |
When the Water is Pure
02:43
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She likes the smell of when the wood gently burns, The fairy of good food and beautiful words.
Eu nado com você no oceano do amor,
She likes when the water is pure.
To be found deep in the forest she dances and smiles And listens to people what they are to say.
In the bath of brown eyes one can fly up so high Standing in the fire, we dance and we pray.
She likes the smell of when the wood gently burns, The fairy of good food and the first morning birds. Eu nado com você no oceano do amor,
She likes when the water is pure.
Hey, broken be all padlocks on every door
Open the windows and shatter the gates.
For all of these sylphids and those little gnomes Are free to leave, unless they decide to stay.
Two hummingbirds, fast and so softly they fly, No matter when, she’ll be here soon.
The song of her love she will sing up the sky, So Venus can dance with the Moon.
She likes the smell of when the wood gently burns, The fairy of good food and soft-spoken words.
Eu nado com você no oceano do amor,
Eu nado com você no oceano do amor,
She likes when the water is pure.
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9. |
Betrayal
04:15
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I give people hope when the night’s dark and cold Save thousands of lives and those dying I hold. When everything’s gone, I’m the only light
That’s left in the middle of night.
There was a girl, with eyes so bright She laughed and smiled during the day And when the Sun set behind trees The night would bring her all the pain And on her knees now she would cry.
But the Moon wants to see her smile
And for the first time in seven years
He fell into her sad eyes
And touched her face with moonlight beams And promised her to stay nigh.
As you say, my shining friend Your light removes my fears Dance with me and I won’t cry And never more I’ll shed my tears As I trust that you cannot lie
And when the music starts to play For the first night of the spring
At sunset she would smile
To the fiddle dance like wind
As long as the nights were bright
But the Moon forgot his fate
So the nights were full of mirth
Until one bright June day
When the Sun embraced the Earth
And the Moon was swallowed by shade.
The darkness brought her by the sea Now even planets break their oaths Oh where’s my Moon, she cried
I cannot live here anymore
And off the cliff she threw her feet.
I am the Moon and you are the Sun,
I know well death, when you celebrate life Both summoned to help, they need our gift I help to survive and then you help to live.
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PerKelt London, UK
Inspired by Neo-pagan spirituality and Celtic music heritage, PerKelt blend many different genres into the characteristic sound they call “pagan speed folk”. They are based in London, released 4 critically acclaimed albums, won various “best live act” awards in the UK and Holland, and recently were described as “the ultimate form of pagan folk extravaganza” by the CeltCast radio. ... more
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