Miércoles, 12 de Agosto de 2009

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01 LúNASA (03'17) Aibreann
02 JOHN DOYLE (08'33) (2005) Bitter the Parting
03 FAIRPORT CONVENTION - LIVE AT CROPREDY 2007 (03'15) Farewell

Farewell, farewell to you who would hear
You lonely travellers all
The cold north wind will blow again
The winding road does call

And will you never return to see
Your bruised and beaten sons?
"Oh, I would, I would, if welcome I were
For they love me, every one"

And will you never cut the cloth
Or drink the light to be?
And can you never swear a year
To anyone of we?

"No, I will never cut the cloth
Or drink the light to be
But I'll swear a year to one who lies
Asleep along side of me"

Farewell, farewell to you who would hear
You lonely travellers all
The cold north wind will blow again
The winding road does call

04 DERVISH (05'30) (2004) Boots of Spanish Leather

Oh, I'm sailin' away my own true love,
I'm sailin' away in the morning.
Is there something I can send you from across the sea,
From the place that I'll be landing?

No, there's nothin' you can send me, my own true love,
There's nothin' I wish to be ownin'.
Just carry yourself back to me unspoiled,
From across that lonesome ocean.

Oh, but I just thought you might want something fine
Made of silver or of golden,
Either from the mountains of Madrid
Or from the coast of Barcelona.

Oh, but if I had the stars from the darkest night
And the diamonds from the deepest ocean,
I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss,
For that's all I'm wishin' to be ownin'.

That I might be gone a long time
And it's only that I'm askin',
Is there something I can send you to remember me by,
To make your time more easy passin'.

Oh, how can, how can you ask me again,
It only brings me sorrow.
The same thing I want from you today,
I would want again tomorrow.

I got a letter on a lonesome day,
It was from her ship a-sailin',
Saying I don't know when I'll be comin' back again,
It depends on how I'm a-feelin'.

Well, if you, my love, must think that-a-way,
I'm sure your mind is roamin'.
I'm sure your heart is not with me,
But with the country to where you're goin'.

So take heed, take heed of the western wind,
Take heed of the stormy weather.
And yes, there's something you can send back to me,
Spanish boots of Spanish leather

La idéa (no es una traducción!) de la letra en castellano

Mi amor, mañana por la mañana partiré a navegar a traves del oceano, Hay algo que te pueda traer de las tierras lejanas en donde desembarcaré?

No… no hay nada que me me puedas enviar, salvo a mi amado. No hay nada que desee tener. Sólo vuelve sano y salvo del solitario océano

Ohh… pero pensé que te gustaría tener algo, quizá de plata u oro… Ya sea de las montañas de Madrid o de la costa de Barcelona.

Oh… pero si tuviera las estrellas de la noche mas oscura y los diamantes del mar mas profundo, los cambiaría por tus dulces besos, ya que es todo lo que deseo tener.

Pero puedo estar lejos por un buen tiempo, y todo lo que te pregunto es si habrá algo te pueda enviar para que me recuerdes. Para hacer que tu tiempo pase mas facilmente.

Como puedes preguntármelo de nuevo? Sólo me da tristeza. Lo mismo que te pido hoy, te pediré mañana…

Recibi una carta, un día solitario. Era de un barco en altamar y decia "no se cuando volveré depende de cómo me sienta"

Bueno, si es asi como piensas, estoy segura que tu mente esta vagando y tu corazon no está conmigo, sino con el país al cual está yendo.

Así que cuíidate de viento del oeste, y de las tormentas… Y si… hay algo que me puedes enviar… Botas de cuero de España…

05 CHRISTY MOORE (05'50) (2009) Shine on you crazy diamond
06 FRANKIE KENNEDY (03'42) (1987) The Sunset
07 ANDY IRVINE - RUDE AWAKENING (04'24) I'd love to be with you
08 KAREN MATHESON (04'27) (2005) Chi Mi Bhuam
09 RUBAI (02'11) Rosbeg
10 KELLS - SUR (04'44) Lone Shanakyle
11 ROBIN WILLIAMSON (03'21) (1998) Rothesay Bay
12 SIBYLLE BAIER (02'33) Says Elliott
13 VASHTI BUNYAN (03'06) (2005) Wayward
14 ROSA CEDRóN (03'33) (2007) O Valse Da Tola
15 MATT MOLLOY (03'52) (1987) Ó Ráthaille's Grave