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Trøllabundin
05:51
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Trøllabundin eri eg
Galdramaður festi meg
Trøllabundin djúpt í míni sál
í hjartanum logar brennandi bál
Trøllabundin eri eg
Galdramaður festi meg
Trøllabundin inn í hjartarót
Eyga mítt festist har ið galdramaðurin stóð
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Spellbound I am, I am
The wizard has enchanted me, enchanted me
Spellbound deep in my soul, in my soul
In my heart burns a sizzling fire, a sizzling fire
Spellbound I am, I am
The wizard has enchanted me, enchanted me
Spellbound in my heart's root, my heart's root
My eyes gaze to where the wizard stood
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Diana
04:13
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Lust he follows virtue close
Through the steaming woodlands
His darkened blood through bulging veins
Through the steaming woodlands
Aah, aah
Virtue knows he follows softly
Through the steaming woodlands
Travel light the deathly shudder
Down the leafy pathway
Aah, ah, aah, ah
The dim light she comes peering through the forest pines
And she knows by the sound of the baying, by the baying of the hounds
Diana Diana kick your feet up
Lust bears his teeth and whines
For he's picked up the scent of virtue
And he knows the panic signs
Lust cries running with his eyes the white-clad figure fleeting
Mud burns his eyes but desire burns his mind
Fear in her eyes as the forest grins through the steaming woodlands
Lust now his, his soul destroyed with enmity disarmed
Diana, Diana, Diana, Diana
The dim light she comes peering through the forest pines
And she knows by the sound of the baying, by the baying of the hounds
Diana Diana kick your feet up
Lust bears his teeth and whines
For he's picked up the scent of virtue
And he knows the panic signs
Diana Diana kick your feet up
Lust bears his teeth and whines
For he's picked up the scent of virtue
And he knows the panic signs
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I'm a-gonna dance with my princess
By the light of a magical moon
I'm a-gonna dance with my princess
By the light of a magical moon
As I go along my way
I say hey-hey
As I go along my way
I say hey-hey
I'm a-gonna talk with the elders
And tell all of our hearts that is good
I'll a-barefoot dance with my baby
By the light of this magical moon
As I go along my way
I say hey-hey
As you go along your way
I say hey-hey-ay-ay-ay-ay
I'm a-gonna dance with my baby
By the light of a m-magical moon
Gonna do-do-d-dance with my princess
By the light of this magical moon
When I slay the darkest day
Then we can play
Until that deep and joyous day
We'll dance and pray
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Mica ţiganiadă
06:04
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Trec ţigani pe drum, drumu-i plin de fum
Fumu-i plin de scrum, foc ardea
Vai ţigani, ţigani, gipsy şi gitani
Fără cer şi ani, trec pe drum
Ţigănie rai, rai care erai
Caravan serai giacardea
Raiul meu beteag de pe alt meleag
Cât îmi eşti de drag, nu ştiu cum
Trec ţigani prin colb, colbul este orb
Orbul e un corb giacardea
Cade seara-n câmp soarele-i scălâmb
Cortul este strâmb foc ardea
Fac ţiganii foc, focu-i la mijloc
Fete cu ghioc
Şi cu cărţi de joc, hai noroc, noroc
Vino la soroc
Vino să-ţi ghicesc cărţile vorbesc
Şi nu ne minţesc, giacardea
Fată de caro sub cer indigo
Să-ţi spun încotro foc ardea
Că mulţi ani s-au scurs de când el s-a dus
Cu un pui de urs pe un drum
Cu belciug şi lanţ fără nici un sfanţ
Spre un târg bizanţ foc ardea
Zaiafet acum lăutari duium
Numai tu nicicum, giacardea
Noaptea de-ar veni pe pământul gri
De ne-ar adormi orişicum
O dar azi dar azi ceru-i de atlaz
Soarele-n extaz
Ei se duc la pas spre un alt popas
Şatră de pripas
Până nu-i mai vezi, până nu-i mai crezi
Şi din ochi îi pierzi
Printre ceţuri verzi, ceţuri de livezi
Vezi că nu-i mai vezi
Giacardea, cardea
Gialino mura
Gia mura mura
Ce mişto
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Des bohémiens passent dans la rue
La rue envahie par la fumée
La fumée pleine de cendre
Feu brûlait.
Oh ! Les Bohémiens
Gitans et Tziganes
Sans cieux ni temps
Passent dans la rue.
Paradis bohémien,
Paradis perdu,
Caravansérail,
Berlingot.
Mon paradis estropié,
D’un autre monde,
Comme tu m’es cher
Je ne sais comment.
Les Bohémiens passent dans la poussière,
La poussière est aveugle,
Noire comme un corbeau,
Giacardea.
Le soir tombe dans les champs,
Le soleil tordu,
La tente est de travers,
Feu brûlait.
Les Bohémiens font le feu,
Le feu est au milieu,
Des filles avec des coquillages,
Et des cartes de jeux,
Hélas, fortune, fortune,
Viens rencontrer ton destin,
Viens que je devine,
Les cartes parlent,
Et ne mentent pas,
Giacardea.
Fille de carreau,
Sous le ciel indigo,
Pour te dire où
Feu brûlait.
De nombreuses années se sont écoulées,
Depuis qu’il est parti,
Avec un ourson
Sur un chemin.
Avec anel et chaîne
Sans un sou,
Vers un bourg byzantin
Feu brûlait.
Maintenant la fête,
Foule de ménétriers,
Seulement toi tu n’es pas là,
Douceur.
Que vienne la nuit,
Sur la terre grise,
Qu’elle nous endort
N’importe comment.
Oh ! Mais aujourd’hui
Le ciel est de satin,
Le soleil est en extase.
Ils partent à pied,
Vers un autre lieu,
Nomades égarés.
Jusqu’où on ne les voit plus,
Jusqu’où on ne les croit plus.
Et ils se perdent de vue.
Parmi les brouillards verts,
Des brouillards des vergers,
On ne les voit plus.
Giacardea, cardea, Gialino mura, Gia mura, mura, Ce misto !
Traduction par LUANA STAN + Iulia Dima.
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Raāg Paris, France
Raāg is a vision - a cry from within; the voice of an ancient, tribal past coming back to life. Raāg is the need to reach
back to old magick, while constantly evolving, and changing its musical shape.
The music: Psychedelic sounds, folk instruments, chanting in tongues and murmurs of dark incantations and mantras. A blend of influences; from jazz to traditional world music, psychedelic & ambient
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