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**Geplaatst door de TopicStarter** : 20-03-01 00:29

Geplaatst door de TopicStarter : 20-03-01 00:29

Liedjes van sting!

Fields Of Barley!

You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold
So she took her love for to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold

Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley?
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in fields of gold
See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold

I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in fields of gold
We'll walk in fields of gold

Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold

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The Wind That Shakes The Barley - Dead Can Dance

I sat within the valley green
I sat me with my true love.
My sad heart strove the two between
The old love and the new love.
The old for her the new
That made me think on Ireland dearly.
While soft the wind blew down the glade
and shook the golden barley.

T'was hard the woeful words to frame
To break the ties that bound us.
But harder still to bear the shame
of foreign chains around us.
And so I said the mountain glen
I'll meet at morning early.
And I'll join the bold united men
While soft winds shook the barley.

T'was sad I kissed away her tears
My fond arm round her flinging.
When a foe, man's shot burst on our ears
>From out the wild woods ringing.
A bullet pierced my true love's side
In live's young spring so early.
And on my breast in blood she died
While soft winds shook the barley.

But blood for blood without remorse
I've ta'en at oulart hollow.
I've lain my true love's clay like corpse
Where I full soon must follow.
Around her grave I've wandered drear
Noon, night, and morning early.
With breaking heart when e'er I hear
The wind that shakes the barley.

**Geplaatst**: 20-03-01 13:21

Geplaatst: 20-03-01 13:21

eerste nummer vind ik heel erg mooi... 2de ken ik niet... er zin vast geen Liedjes over Lotteltjes,lottie's of lodewijkjes....

**Geplaatst**: 20-03-01 13:26

Geplaatst: 20-03-01 13:26

Die eerste is echt heeeeeeel cool!!

**Geplaatst**: 20-03-01 13:30

Geplaatst: 20-03-01 13:30

Ken ze beide niet.

Ik heb eigelijk nog nooit gekeken of er liedjes zijn met Menno. Maar dat zal vast wel want het is een jongesnaam (hehe Lachen

) die ook vaak gebruikt wordt voor kinderen.

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always and forever you and me that's the way our life should be

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**Geplaatst**: 20-03-01 13:41

Geplaatst: 20-03-01 13:41

Nog eentje voor Barley"Corn Rigs Are Bonnie"
Traditional Scottish

Corn Rigs/ Traditional Scottish

It was upon a Lammas night
When corn rigs are bonnie, O!
Beneath the moon's unclouded light
I held awa' to Annie, O!
The time flew by with tentless heed
Till 'tween the late and early, O!
Wi' smar' persuasion she agreed to
See me thro' the barley, O!
Chorus:
Corn rigs and barley rigs
Corn rigs are bonnie
I'll ne'er forget that happy night
Amang the rigs wi' Annie, O!

The sky was blue, the wind was still
The moon was shining clearly, O!
I set her down wi' right good will
Amang the rigs o' barley, O!
I kent her heart was a' my ain
I loved her most sincerely, O!
I kissed her owre and owre again
Amang the rigs o' barley, O!

I locked in my fond embrace
Her heart was beating rarely, O!
My blessings on that happy place
Amang the rigs o' barley, O!
But by the moon and stars so bright
That shone that hour so clearly, O!
She aye shall bless that happy night
Amang the rigs o' barley, O!

I hae been blythe wi' comrades dear
I hae been merry drinkin', O!
I hae been joyful gatherin' gear
I hae been happy thinkin', O!
But a' the pleasures e'er I saw
Tho' three times doubles fairly, O!
That happy night was worth them a'
Amang the rigs o' barley, O!

**Geplaatst**: 20-03-01 13:53

Geplaatst: 20-03-01 13:53

en nog een engels kinderliedje:

Oats, Peas, Beans, and Barley Grow

Oats, peas, beans, and barley grow
Oats, peas, beans, and barley grow
Can you or I or anyone know
How oats, peas, beans, and barley grow?

**Geplaatst**: 20-03-01 13:59

Geplaatst: 20-03-01 13:59

en nog een beetje creepy maar wel mooi, een wicca (heksen) "gebed"gericht aan de Barley Queen

Barley Queen Goddess, Deliveress from guilt,
Lady of the Nine Heights, Queen of Spring, Mother of the Willow
Ura, reeve the Immortal One stretched out on your Oak
Taunt them in your wild dance
And gather the Children of Circe under the Moon
As the fearsome -faced Goddess of Destiny,
you will make a snarling noise with your chops.
Dwindling to Nothing.

**Geplaatst**: 20-03-01 20:35

Geplaatst: 20-03-01 20:35

Echt lachen! Barley was gerst en nog een paar dingen. Volgens mijn moeder heet ze zo omdat ze dus het kleurtje van gerstenbier heeft.... Zit je nooit verlegen om een pilsje Heike!

Laui *grin*

**Geplaatst**: 20-03-01 22:58

Geplaatst: 20-03-01 22:58

volgens pepper is de titel fields of gold, maarja.
Maareeuh, wie of wat is een barley queen dan (van dat heksen verhaal)

**Geplaatst**: 21-03-01 10:48

Geplaatst: 21-03-01 10:48

Citaat:
Maareeuh, wie of wat is een barley queen dan (van dat heksen verhaal)

Geen idee, ik kwam het tegen toen ik voor de grap een search deed op "barley queen" , een godin die ze aanbidden..