Видео
Видео
Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Morgan Pearse
Баритон
BBC Concert Orchestra
Оркестр
John Andrews
Дирижер
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Sir Charles Villiers Stanford
Композитор
Слова
Lough-a-reem-a! Lough-a-reem-a
Lies so high among the heather
A little lough, a dark lough
The water's black an' deep.
Ould herons go a-fishin' there
An' seagulls all together
Float roun' the one green island
On the fairy lough asleep
Lough-a-reem-a! Lough-a-reem-a
When the sun goes down at seven
When the hills are dark an' airy
'Tis a curlew whistles sweet!
Then somethin' rustles all the reeds
That stand so thick an' even
A little wave runs up the shore
An' flees, as if on feet
Lough-a-reem-a! Lough-a-reem-a
Stars come out, an' stars are hidin'
The wather whispers on the stones
The flittherin' moths are free
One'st before the mornin' light
The Horsemen will come ridin'
Roun' an' roun' the fairy lough
And no one there to see
Written by: Sir Charles Villiers Stanford