Stretched on Your Grave (performed by Spinning Wheel)
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- Опубліковано 8 вер 2024
- Live performance of "Stretched on Your Grave" by the Celtic Folk Band Spinnig Wheel (Austria). The lyrics of this dark melancholy song are a translation of an anonymous 17th century Irish poem. It was first put to music in 1979 by Philip King from the Irish folk rock band Scullion, and has been recorded numerous times since (i.e. Sinéad O'Connor, DeadCanDance). Our version was influenced by the melody of Kate Rusby's wonderful rendition.
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Very beautiful
gestern live miterlebt , absolut berührender abend . musik top musiker top daumen hoch
Auch nach über 10 Monaten liebe ich diese version des Lieds
Weiter so ❣
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geniales Cover!!
BEAUTIFUL! Thanks for such an outstanding performance!
thnx to peaky bllinders for introducing me to this masterpiece
lovely
The understanding of art has gone,this performance deserve far more appreciation!
Very beautiful performance of this beautiful old song...
It's actually a poem, it was first released as a song in 1990.
Ein Meisterstück wie alle anderen Titel dieser tollen Band !
This is lovely and melancholy. Also a great video and audio recording.
Stunning!
Beautiful
Wunderschöne interpretation
This is one of my favourites!
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I do like your version. Spinning Wheel has been added to my "New to Me" list.
Não posso morrer sem antes ir à um concerto de música celta medieval 🖤🥺
Thank you! This is so beautiful!
Simply beautiful!
weltklasse!
this is great
I am stretched on your grave
And I'll lie here forever
If you hands were in mine
I'd be sure they would not sever
My apple tree, my brightness
It's time we were together
For I smell of the Earth
And I'm worn by the weather.
When my family think
That I'm safely in my bed
Oh, from morn until night
I am stretched out at your head
Calling out unto the earth
With tears hot and wild
For the loss of a girl
That I loved as a child.
Do you remember the night
Oh, the night when we were lost
In the shade of the blackthorn
And the touch of the frost?
Oh, and thanks be to Jesus
We did all that was right
And your maidenhead still
Is your pillar of light.
Oh, the priests and the friars
They approach me in dread
Oh, for I love you still
Oh, my life, and you're dead
I still will be your shelter
Through rain and through storm
And with you in your cold grave
I cannot sleep warm
So I am stretched on your grave
And I'll lie here forever
If you hands were in mine
I'd be sure they would not sever
My apple tree, my brightness
It's time we were together
For I smell by the Earth
And I'm worn by the weather.
What is the instrument the guy on the left is playing? Great song too....
It is a Nyckelharpa, from Sweden.