Beautiful song. Fantastic harp, Excellent done by a gifted angel voice lady Mention she poase and sings effortlessly. that's her talent, I thought. All the best Tomya Xx.
Lyrics: In a garden so green, in a May morening Heard I my lady pleen of paramours. Said she, my love so sweet, come you not yet nor yet? Heght you not me to meet amongst the flowrs? Elore, elore, I love my lusty love, elore lo. The skies upspringis, the dew down dingis, The sweet larks singis their hours of prime. Phoebus upsprentius, joy to rest wentis Lost mine intent is and gone's the time, Elore, elore, I love my lusty love, elore lo. Danger my dead is, false fortune my feid is, Langour my leed is, but hope I despair. Disdaine my desyris, so strangeness my feir is, Deceit out of weir is, adew I fare. Elore, elore, I love my lusty love, elore lo. Live in hope, lady faire and repell all dispaire. Trust not that your true love shall you betrase. When deceit and languor banished is from your bowre. I'll be your paramour and shall you please Elore, elore, I love my lusty love, elore lo.
It's touching ! I have tears in my eyes ! I love your music Siobhan !
To Beautiful for words thank you for the music
At last there's a live video performance of my favorite song posted. Heard it on radio only until now. Thanks.
c'est un son qui me touche au plus profond de mon Âme !
Thank you for sharing Siobhan. This is a very beautiful and haunting piece.
Bill Wren
Brava!
Beautiful song. Fantastic harp, Excellent done by a gifted angel voice lady Mention she poase and sings effortlessly. that's her talent, I thought. All the best Tomya Xx.
Beautiful !
Lyrics:
In a garden so green, in a May morening
Heard I my lady pleen of paramours.
Said she, my love so sweet, come you not yet nor yet?
Heght you not me to meet amongst the flowrs?
Elore, elore, I love my lusty love, elore lo.
The skies upspringis, the dew down dingis,
The sweet larks singis their hours of prime.
Phoebus upsprentius, joy to rest wentis
Lost mine intent is and gone's the time,
Elore, elore, I love my lusty love, elore lo.
Danger my dead is, false fortune my feid is,
Langour my leed is, but hope I despair.
Disdaine my desyris, so strangeness my feir is,
Deceit out of weir is, adew I fare.
Elore, elore, I love my lusty love, elore lo.
Live in hope, lady faire and repell all dispaire.
Trust not that your true love shall you betrase.
When deceit and languor banished is from your bowre.
I'll be your paramour and shall you please
Elore, elore, I love my lusty love, elore lo.
Oh how lovely. I will strive to gain talent such as this.
hmmmmm ;-)