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| Diese CD hat für mich eine ganz besondere Bedeutung. Sie begleitete mich schon durch viele Höhen und Tiefen. | |
| Immer, wenn ich ausspannen, träumen oder einfach nur ruhig werden will, dann ist es die wundervolle Stimme der Sängerin Hannah, die mir all das möglich macht. Ich liebe die stimmungsvollen Flötenklänge, die Gitarre und die Trommeln. Ich will Euch vertraut machen mit einigen der Texte, der CD "Along The Shore" | |
| Der erste, und damit der Text meines absoluten Favoriten, ist der von | |
| "There Were Roses" | |
| My song for you this evening, it´s not to make you sad. | |
| No for adding to the sorrows of this troubled northern land, | |
| but lately I´ve been thinking and it just won´t leave my mind | |
| I´ll tell you of two friends one time who where both good friends of mine. | |
| Allan Bell from Banagh, he lived just across the fields, | |
| a great man for the music and the dancing and thr reels. | |
| O´Malley came from South Arnagh to court young Alice fair, | |
| and we´d often meet on the Ryan Road and laughter filled the air. | |
| There were roses, roses - there were roses - and the tears of the people run together | |
| Though Allan, he was Protestant, and Sean was Catholic born, | |
| it never made a difference for the friendship, it was strong. | |
| And sometimes in the evening when we heard the sound of drums | |
| We said, "It won´t divide us. We always will be one." | |
| For the ground ouer fathers plowed in, the soil, it is the same, | |
| and the places where we say our prayers have just got different names. | |
| We talked about the friends, who died, and we hoped there´d be no more. | |
| It´s little then we realized the tragedy in store. | |
| There were roses, roses - there were roses - and the tears of the people run together | |
| It was on Sunday morning when the awful news came round. | |
| Another killing has been done just outside Newry Town. | |
| We knew that Allan danced up there, we knew he liked the band. | |
| When we heard that he was dead we just could not understand. | |
| We gathered at the graveside on that cold and rainy day, | |
| and the minster he closed his eyes and prayed for no revenge. | |
| All of us who knew him from along the Ryan Road, | |
| we bowed our heads and said a prayer for the resting of his soul. | |
| There were roses, roses - there were roses - and the tears of the people run together | |
| Now fear, it filled the countryside. There was fear in every home. | |
| When a car of death came prowling round the lonely Ryan Road. | |
| A Catholic would be killed tonight to even up the score. | |
| "Oh Christ! It´s young O´Malley that they´ve taken from the door." | |
| "Allan was my friend," he cried. He begged them with his fear, | |
| but centuries of hatred have ears that cannot hear. | |
| An eye for an eye was all that filled their minds. | |
| And another eye for another eye, till everone is blind. | |
| There were roses, roses - there were roses - and the tears of the people run together | |
| So my song for you this evening, it´s not to make you sad | |
| Nor for adding to the sorrows to our troubled northern land, | |
| but lately I´ve been thinking and it just won´t leave my mind. | |
| I´ll tell you of two friends one time, who were both good friends of mine | |
| I don´t know where the moral is or where this song should end, | |
| but I wondered just how many wars are faught between good friends. | |
| And those who give the orders are not the once to die. | |
| It´s Bell and O´Malley and the likes of you and I. | |
| There were roses, roses - there were roses - and the tears of the people run together | |
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