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Chì Mi Na Mòrbheanna
05:08
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Scottish Gaelic:
Séist
O chì, chì mi na mòr-bheanna
O chì, chì mi na còrr-bheanna
O chì, chì mi na coireachan
Chì mi na sgoran fo cheò
Chì mi gun dàil an t-àite san d'rugadh mi
Cuirear orm fàilte sa chànain a thuigeas mi
Gheibh mi ann aoidh agus gràdh nuair a ruigeam
Nach reicinn air tunnachan òir
Sèist
Chì mi na coilltean, chì mi na doireachan
Chì mi ann màghan bàna is toraiche
Chì mi na féidh air làr nan coireachan
Falaicht' an trusgan de cheò
Sèist
Beanntaichean àrda is àillidh leacainnean
Sluagh ann an còmhnuidh is còire cleachdainnean
'S aotrom mo cheum a' leum g'am faicinn
Is fanaidh mi tacan le deòin
Sèist
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English:
Chorus
Oh, I see, I see the great mountains
Oh, I see, I see the lofty mountains
Oh, I see, I see the corries
I see the peaks beneath the mist
I see, straight away, the place of my birth
I will be welcomed in a language which I understand
I will receive hospitality and love when I reach there
That I would not trade for a ton of gold
Chorus
I see woods there, I see thickets there
I see fair, fertile fields there
I see the deer on the ground of the corries
Shrouded in a garment of mist
Chorus
High moutains with lovely slopes
Folk there who are always kind
Light is my step when I go bounding to see them
And I will willingly remain there for a long while
Chorus
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3. |
Planxty Irwin
04:09
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4. |
Burning the Piper's Hut
05:33
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5. |
Danny Boy/Cape Clear
07:28
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7. |
Farewell to Tarwathie
05:20
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8. |
Red Iron Ore
04:33
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Come all ye bold sailors who follow the lakes,
on an iron ore vessel your living to make,
we sailed from Chicago, bid adieu to the shore,
bound away to Escanaba for red iron ore.
Derry down, down, down, derry down.
In the month of September, the seventeenth day,
two bucks and a quarter is all they would pay.
And on Monday morning the Bridgeport did take
the old E.C. Roberts out into the lake.
Derry down, down, down, derry down.
The wind from the southard sprang up a fresh breeze,
and the old E.C. Roberts her captain did please.
Down through Lake Michigan the Roberts did roar,
and on Friday morning we passed through death's door.
Derry down, down, down, derry down.
The old ship, she howled ‘cross the mouth of Green Bay,
and before her cut water she dashed the white spray.
We rounded the sand point, our anchor let go.
We furled in our canvas and the watch went below.
Derry down, down, down, derry down.
The next day our watchmen, they spotted the Minch,
and she left the old Roberts alone in a pinch.
And as she passed by, as she bid us goodbye,
saying "see you in Cleveland, next fourth of July!"
Derry down, down, down, derry down.
We passed by the Minch just to show her the way,
and she didn't catch us 'til round Thunder Bay.
Now across Saginaw Bay the Roberts did ride,
with dark and deep water rolling o'er her side.
Derry down, down, down, derry down.
We ran in a swift gale, oh lord how it blew!
But we baled out the water while wind froze our crew.
The night, being dark as the devil would scare,
We hove up next morning and for Cleveland did bare.
Derry down, down, down, derry down.
Now the Roberts is in Cleveland made fast stern and stem,
And over the bottle we’ll tell it again.
But Captain Harvey Shannon, he never did flinch,
And we landed in Cleveland ahead of the Minch.
Derry down, down, down, derry down.
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The Skye Boat Song
04:29
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Chorus:
Speed, bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing.
Onward, the sailors cry!
Carry the lad that’s born to be King
Over the sea to Skye.
Loud the winds howls, loud the waves roar,
Thunderclaps rend the air.
Baffled our foes stand on the shore.
Follow they will not dare.
Chorus
Though the waves leap, soft shall ye sleep,
Ocean's a royal bed.
Rocked in the deep, Flora will keep
Watch by your weary head.
Chorus
Many's the lad fought on that day
Well the claymore did wield,
When the night came, silently lay
Dead on Culloden’s field.
Chorus
Burned are our homes, exile and death
Scatter the loyal men
Yet, e'er the sword cool in the sheath
Charlie will come again.
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11. |
Road to Banff
02:57
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12. |
Nettleton
02:55
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13. |
O'Carolan vs. Geminiani
04:22
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14. |
The Parting Glass
04:05
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Of all the money that e'er I had
I spent it in good company
And all the harm that e'er I've done
Alas, it was to none but me
And all I've done for want of wit
To memory now I can't recall
So fill to me the parting glass
Good night and joy be to you all
Of all the comrades that e'er I had
They're sorry for my going away
And all the sweethearts that e'er I had
They'd wish me one more day to stay
But since it falls unto my lot
That I should rise and you should not
I'll gently rise and softly call
Good night and joy be to you all
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Tiffany Schaefer - Harp & Song Cleveland, Ohio
For the past fifteen years Tiffany Schaefer has been playing and promoting Celtic music in Northeast Ohio and beyond. She performs regularly as a solo artist and with the Cleveland Celtic Ensemble. Most recent recognitions include winner of the US National Scottish Harp Championship in 2022. As an experienced educator, she offers private lessons and online workshops to an international following. ... more
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