FERGUS McCREADIE & MATT CARMICHAEL

"LIVE AT THE USHER HALL, EDINBURGH"

 

                                             

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k-AM--U66GE

 "TOTES LES FLORS"

ROGER MAS

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LmOE30M4WOw&list=PLQV1V6xyRqS-95koPZ0OcPZonMRq0l0Ms&index=3
 

Hi havia una vegada
Una nena bonica
Que tenia en un sac
Totes les flors

I caminava lenta
Anava a les palpentes
I escampava pel bosc
Les seves flors

Totes les flors, totes les flors
Totes les flors, totes les flors

I anava al seu darrere
Una nena dolenta
Que saltava amb delit
Sobre les flors

Ningú no la mirava
S'ho feia tota sola
La mateixa que, abans
Escampava flors

Totes les flors, totes les flors
Totes les flors, totes les flors
Totes les flors, totes les flors
Totes les flors, totes les flors

Totes les flors, totes les flors
Totes les flors, totes les flors
Totes les flors, totes les flors
Totes les flors, totes les flors

Diruran, Diruran, dirureru dirureru
Dirurerureru dan

 "PRIMAVERA TRAÏDORA"

ROGER MAS

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6CW0XjCkKIQ&list=PLQV1V6xyRqS-95koPZ0OcPZonMRq0l0Ms&index=8

 

Es tornassola per la finestra
un feix de llum, el record d’una festa.
Cau la vergonya de perdre el nord,
la compostura enmig de la palestra.

Però quan se sent sonar l’orquestra

no pots parar, no, de moure la testa.
Té una resposta per a cada acord
el geperut que picava amb la destra.

Ho veus? Tot és verd i els ocells canten,

les granotes exploten de gràcia.
I tu t’ho mires embadalida
però tu no pots esclatar d’alegria.

Sembla que aquí res no s’assossegui,
ve el guitarrista, s’acosta i et mira,
amb els dits enfila un fraseig fulgurant,
l’ampli trontolla, sembla que llampegui.

El músic cau de l’escenari,

queda penjat amb el cable que estira.
La gent fa un crit, espaterrant,
mort, qui t’ha mort? Fes-me’n l’abecedari!

Ho veus? Tot és verd i els ocells canten,

les granotes exploten de gràcia.
I tu t’ho mires embadalida
però tu no pots esclatar d’alegria.

 "PARALLEL"

ANNA MIEKE 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YZ7l8FOveC0

 Soon, we’ll find
A mothering wall to rest our backs on
A gathering storm to set our sights on

Turn our cheek to a stolen ground
Watch it waste, watch it spiral down

So you sit, eyes are wide awake
Sleep it rests out of reach again

Parallel lines
Closing in
Paralysed I
Fall too soon

Soon, we’ll find
A mothering wall to rest our backs on
A gathering storm to set our sights on

Slip away the dark will hide you
In between a fading silhouette

Paper thin, these walls are caving in
Winter waits to reel us in again

Parallel lines
Closing in
Paralysed I
Fall too soon

 "IDLE MIND"

ANNA MIEKE

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k9K_SQedLPw

 Strange talkings I have heard
Strange warnings I've been told
By whom

Made a bed of rain to cradle you
Wrapped in words to keep you warm

Side by side, in the night we lie
Must you hold your tongue, dear friend of mine

Once we were and twice we came
And the following wind couldn’t catch our names

Take the lead with your marching feet
Gathering speed with every word you speak

Oh marching feet

For I have held a troubled dream
Traced the tracks of this well-worn theme

Idle mind Idle eyes
A heavy heart I’m sure to find

For every silent mind a silent shout
Mark my words a secret sound by whom by whom by whom

Leaves me cold inside, leaves me cold inside...

Oh idle mind

 "THE MOWER"

PHILIP LARKIN

The mower stalled, twice; kneeling, I found   

A hedgehog jammed up against the blades,   

Killed. It had been in the long grass.

I had seen it before, and even fed it, once.   

Now I had mauled its unobtrusive world   

Unmendably. Burial was no help:

Next morning I got up and it did not.

The first day after a death, the new absence   

Is always the same; we should be careful

Of each other, we should be kind   

While there is still time.

 "DEEP IN LOVE"

BONNIE LIGHT HORSEMAN

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NeN7-uW55A4

 

Down in the valley, the first of May
Gatherin' flowers, both fresh and gay
Gatherin' flowers, both red and blue
How little thought of what, what love could do

Don't you break my heart
Don't you break my heart

I put my hand in, to the bush
Finding the sweetest, sweetest rose
I pricked my finger deep to the line
And left the sweetest rose, sweetest rose behind

Don't you break my heart
Don't you break my heart

Saw a ship sailin' on the big blue sea
She sailed as deep as, deep as she could be
But not so deep in, in love as I am
I cannot whether I, I sink or swim

Don't you break my heart
Don't you break my heart

Thousands and thousands, all on this Earth