LYNNZZY: 2009

donderdag 10 december 2009

Anne Briggs

Al zoekende naar Sting, kwam ik onderstaand filmpje tegen;
ook heel mooi en hoog gezongen. Sfeervol
Titelsong van de film "Tess of D'Umbervilles":

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Anne Briggs sings the snow that melts the soonest:

Oh the snow it melts the soonest when the winds begin to sing
And the corn it ripens fastest when the frosts are setting in
And when a young man tells me that my face he'll soon forget
Before we part, I'd better croon, he'd be fain to follow it yet

Oh the snow it melts the soonest when the winds begin to sing
And the swallow skims without a thought as long as it is Spring
But when Spring blows and Winter goes my lad and you'd be fain
With all your pride for to follow me, were it 'cross the stormy main

Oh the snow it melts the soonest when the winds begin to sing
And the bee that flew when Summer shone in Winter he won't sing
And all the flowers in all the land so brightly there they be
And the snow it melts the soonest when my true love's there for me

So never say me farewell here, no farewell I'll receive
You can meet me at the stile, you kiss and take your leave
And I'll wait it till the woodcock crows or the martin takes its leave
Since the snow it melts the soonest, when the winds begin to sing

Sting If on a winter's night

Deze liedjes passen in de donkere dagen voor kerst...
wat anders dan de traditionele kerstliederen
Prachtig en ingetogen gezongen door Sting

Interview over laatste album:

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If on a winter's night:

woensdag 25 november 2009

Trots op de natuur om ons heen

De natuur is prachtig. Uren genieten tijdens wandelingen, fietstochten.....
ik vergeet soms hoe mooi het is en laten we er maar heel trots op zijn.
Onderstaand gedichtgeeft het heel treffend weer:

W. H. Davies
Leisure
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?—
No time to stand beneath the boughs,
And stare as long as sheep and cows:

No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass:

No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night:

No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance:

No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began?

A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

Zie ook:uitleg over gedicht

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Het orignele dedicht, voorgedragen door W.H. Davies:

zondag 8 november 2009

Goose freedom

Deze kwam ik tegen toen ik op zoek was naar iets anders.
Mooi voorbeeld van vrijheid

Zonlicht straalt door de bomen in herfst

Danbury CT - November 2007

Every so often, you have to go back to the basics. And when it is as basically wonderful at it was this morning in the misty mist and foggy fog, who can ask for better?

Ook dit hoort bij de herfst.
Amazing!!!