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The Ballad of the Foxhunter

from Baile de Luna by Eclectic Celtic Band

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Lay me in a cushioned chair;
Carry me, ye four,
With cushions here and there,
To see the world once more.
'To stable and to kennel go;
Bring what there's to bring;
Lead my Lollard to and fro,
Or gently in a ring.
'Put the chain upon the grass:
Bring Rody and his hounds,
That I may contented pass
From these earthly bounds.'
His eyelids, they droop,
Eyes cloud with dreams;
The sun upon all things that grow
Falls in sleepy streams.
'Huntsman, blow the horn,
Come make the hills reply.
Loosen on the morn
A gay wandering cry.
Rody, blow the horn.
Come make the hills reply'
'I cannot blow my horn,
But only weep and sigh.'
Lollard treads upon the lawn,
And to the armchair goes,
The old man's dreams are gone
He smoothes the long brown nose.
Moves a pleasant tongue
Upon his wasted hands,
Aged hounds and young
The huntsman near him stands
'Huntsman, blow the horn,
Come make the hills reply.
Loosen on the morn
A gay wandering cry.
Rody, blow the horn.
Come make the hills reply'
'I cannot blow my horn,
But only weep and sigh.'
Round his cushioned place
With new sorrow wrung:
Hounds gazing on his face,
Aged hounds and young
Fire is in the old man's eyes,
His fingers move and sway,
wandering music dies,
They hear him feebly say,
'Huntsman, blow the horn,
Come make the hills reply.
Loosen on the morn
A gay wandering cry.
Rody, blow the horn.
Come make the hills reply'
'I cannot blow my horn,
But only weep and sigh.'
The blind hound with a mournful cry
Slowly lifts his head;
They bear the body in;
The hounds wail for the dead.
The hounds wail for the dead;
The hounds wail for the dead;
Wail for the dead.

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from Baile de Luna, released March 16, 2022
Música tradicional, letra de William Butler Yeats

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Eclectic Celtic Band Pamplona, Spain

The Eclectic Celtic Band es un grupo Folk asentado en Navarra con un amplio repertorio, eminentemente celta-irlandés, que también incluye piezas propias.

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