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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
VOCES8
Исполнитель
Andrea Haines
Сопрано
Eleonora Poignant
Сопрано
Barnaby Smith
Countertenor
Katie Jeffries-Harris
Альт
Blake Morgan
Тенор
Euan Williamson
Тенор
Christopher Moore
Баритон
Dominic Carver
Бас
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Fred E. Weatherly
Тексты песен
Joshua Pacey
Аранжировщик
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Barnaby Smith
Продюсер
Paul Smith
Исполнительный продюсер
Rosalind Arnell
Исполнительный продюсер
Eleonore Cockerham
Продюсер
David Hinitt
Мастеринг-инженер
Слова
Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side.
The summer's gone, and all the roses falling,
Tis you, tis you must go and I must bide.
But come ye back when summer's in the meadow,
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow,
'Tis I'll be here in sunlight or in shadow,
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so!
But when ye come, and all the flow'rs are dying,
And I am dead, as dead I well may be,
Ye'll come and find the place where I am lying,
And kneel and say an Ave there for me
And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me,
And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be,
For you will bend and tell me that you love me,
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me!
Written by: Frederick Weatherly

