Mary Black (nascida em 22 de maio de 1955, em Dublin) é uma cantora irlandesa. Ela é mais conhecida como uma intérprete tanto de canções tradicionais celta como contemporâneas, o que a tornou a maior cantora recordista em sua própria terra e em muitas outras partes do mundo.
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
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Date: Fri, 23 Jan 1998 14:39:47 -0600 From: [email protected] Subject: Song for Ireland.pro
SONG FOR IRELAND performed by:Mary Black on Putumayo presents "Women of the Celtic World" Transcribed by: Dirk Cushenbery ([email protected])
Verse 1: [D]Walking all the [A]day Near[G] tall [D/F#]towers where [G/E]falcons build[A] their nests[D] [D]Silver-winged they [A]fly They [em]know the [bm]call of [G]freedom [A]in their [D]breasts [G]Saw Black Head a[Asus]gainst the sky[A] Where [D]twisted [bm]rocks they [D]run down[G] to the [A]sea
Chorus: [G]Living on[A] your we[D]stern shore[bm] [bm]Saw summer [D]sunsets, [G]asked for [A]more [G]I stood by [A]your At[D]lantic [A]Sea And [em]sang a [bm]song for[G] I[A]re[D]land
Verse 2: Drinking all the day In old pubs where fiddlers love to play Saw one touch the bow He played a reel which seemed so grand and gay Stood on Dingle Beach and cast In wild foam we found Atlantic bass
Chorus
Verse 3: Talking all the day With true friends who try to make you stay Telling jokes and news Singing songs to pass the time away Watched the Galway salmon run Like silver dancing, darting in the sun
Chorus
Verse 4: Dreaming in the night I saw a land where no one had to fight Waking in your dawn I saw you crying in the morning light Sleeping where the falcons fly They twist and turn all in your air-blue sky