Tiocfaidh an Samhradh / Summer Will Come Live / Brona McVittie, Oli Hayhurst and Marius Rodrigues

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  • Опубликовано: 5 сен 2024
  • Bróna sings well-loved Gaelic Irish ballad Tiocfaidh an Samhradh (Summer Will Come) after the singing of Micheal O'Domhniall of Bothy Band fame from a live recording made in 1977. Here she performs live at Grand Chapel Studios with her trio; jazz double bassist Oli Hayhurst and Brazilian drummer Marius Rodrigues. This recording was made possible by the National Lottery and Arts Council of Northern Ireland.
    The song appears on her 2022 album The Woman in the Moon
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    Director of Photography :: Adam Hale / Resonate Studios
    Studio Engineer :: Roberto Sacco
    Production Engineer :: Thomas Gandey
    Recorded live at Grand Chapel Studios in Tebworth in May 2023
    The lyrics and translation are included below for those interested in learning the song:
    Tiocfaidh an samhradh
    Agus fásfaidh an féar
    Tiocfaidh an duilliúr ghlas
    Ar bharr na gcraobh
    Tiocfaidh mo rúinsearc
    Le bánú an lae
    Agus buailfidh sí túin suas
    Le cumha 'mo dhiaidh
    Scairt mé aréir
    Ag an doras thall
    Scairt mé aríst
    An raibh mo rún le fáil
    Dúirt a daidí liom
    Nach raibh sí ann
    Nó gur éaluigh sí aréir
    Leis an buachaill donn
    Brón ar an fharraige
    Mar is sí atá mór
    'Sí atá ag dul idir méIs mo mhíle stór
    Siúlfaidh mé na bailte seo
    Agus siúlfaidh mé na róid
    Agus dheamhan bean a phósfas mé
    No go dtéim faoi fhód
    Summer will come
    Grass will grow
    Green leaves will sprout
    On the treetops
    My true love will come
    At the break of day
    And strike up a tune
    Out of loneliness for me
    I called last night
    At the house yonder
    I called again
    To see if my true love was there
    Her father said
    She wasn't around
    That she eloped last night
    With the brown-haired boy
    A curse on the sea
    Because it's so vast
    It goes between me
    And the one that I love
    I'll walk these towns
    And tramp the road
    And no woman will I marry
    'Til I lie in my grave

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