Loreena McKennitt

[S3irios]

Loreena McKennitt - Bonny Bortmore (Highlander's Soundtrack)



Τα λογια ειναι περιττα.
Καλημερα σε ολους...

[Spirit oF Fire]

Καταπληχτικό βίντεο.. Πρόκειται για μία υπέροχη καλλιτέχνιδα... Τραγούδια της όπως το Wiccan Dance, Last Unicorn, Lady of Shallot (συγνώμη για την ορθογραφία) είναι πραγματικά το κάτι άλλο.

[Divine Sinner]

Τελεια ταινια και τελεια μουσικη

[Lionheart]

Δε μου άρεσε. Σαν ταινία. Ούτε και σαν βιβλίο για να πω την αλήθεια.

[seliniasmenos]

To tragoudi legetai "The mystic's dream"

[ELectriE]

Συγχώνευσα τα θέματα για τη Loreena McKennitt και προσθέτω ένα πολύ αγαπημένο τραγούδι...

Samhain Night



When the moon on a cloud cast night
Hung above the tree tops height
You sang me of some distant past
That made my heart beat strong and fast
Now I know I'm home at last

You offered me an eagle's wing
That to the sun I might soar and sing
And if I heard the owl's cry
Into the forest I would fly
And in its darkness find you by.

And so our love's not a simple thing
Nor our truths unwwavering
But like the moon's pull on the tide
Our fingers touch our hearts collide
I'll be a moonsbreath by your side.

[ELectriE]

The Mask and the Mirror (Marrakesh night market)



They're gathered in circles
the lamps light their faces
The crescent moon rocks in the sky
The poets of drumming
keep heartbeats suspended
The smoke swirls up and then dies

Would you like my mask?
would you like my mirror?
cries the man in the shadowing hood
You can look at yourself
you can look at each other
or you can look at the face, the face of your god

The stories are woven
and fortunes are told
The truth is measured by the weight of your gold
The magic lies scattered
on rugs on the ground
Faith is conjured in the night market's sound

Would you like my mask?
would you like my mirror?
cries the man in the shadowing hood
You can look at yourself
you can look at each other
or you can look at the face, the face of your god

The lessons are written
on parchments of paper
They're carried by horse from the river Nile
says the shadowy voice
In the firelight, the cobra
is casting the flame a winsome smile

Would you like my mask?
would you like my mirror?
cries the man in the shadowing hood
You can look at yourself
you can look at each other
or you can look at the face, the face of your god

[ELectriE]

The Old Ways



The thundering waves are calling me home, home to you.
The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you.

On a dark new year's night
on the west coast of Clare
I heard your voice singing.
Your eyes danced the song,
your hands played the tune.
T'was a vision before me.

We left the music behind and the dance carried on
as we stole away to the seashore
and smelt the brine, felt the wind in our hair
and with sadness you paused.

Suddenly, I knew that you'd have to go.
Your world was not mine, your eyes told me so.
Yet it was there I felt the crossroads of time
and I wondered why.

As we cast our gaze on the tumbling sea,
a vision came o'er me,
of thundering hooves and beating wings
in the clouds above.

As you turned to go, I heard you call my name.
You were like a bird in a cage, spreading its
wings to fly.
'The old ways are lost', you sang as you flew
and I wondered why.

The thundering waves are calling me home, home to you.
The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you.

The pounding waves are calling me home, home to you.
The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you.

The pounding waves are calling me home, home to you.
The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you.

[SeirioAstro]

Τελεια ταινια και τελεια μουσικη

[ABATTON]

Θερμά Συγχαρητηρια στην επιλογη τοπικ.

Κορυφαία, Φυσική, Παραδοσιακή, Παγανιστική, Μυστηριωδης
Μυθική και συναμα τόσο συναισθηματική, που ότι τραγουδά την καθιστα.. ΑΛΗΘΙΝΗ

Το αγαπημενο μου τραγουδι - Dance of the Wolves..


Πιστευω ότι το άκουσμά της, φερνει τους αφυπνισμενους κοντίτερα..
τους ενωνει σε ένα συνεχες και τους καθιστα κοινωνούς του.. συμπαντικού ΟΝτος.