Charolais.the March. - текст песни
Charolais.|the March.
The Brown Bull of Cooley, the semi-mythical beast of the Tain certainly Wasn't the gentle Charolais, but the tongue-in-cheek lyrics are in keeping With the Tain's eccentric narrative style. We've used a traditional melody Rosc Catha na Mumhan which means the Battle Hymn of Munster. This also Forms the basis for the March.
Her words were sharp; they cut him deep, In a war between the sheets. But when he brought his bull to her It meant a woman making war Beyond the eiderdown.
The druids read the smoke and sand; Told her that she would love again. The rhythms from the wolfskin drums Called men to war in hide and bronze. This goddess wore a crown.
Charolais, charolais - we are come for you today. The champions and the Seven Sons are come to take away the Donn
But the Fairy Child knew more; Saw the host stained red in war, Saw the hero-light around the head Of a dragon-boy just ripe for bed Of wives and manly sons.
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