Geasa - Spansill Hill from the Angel's Cry album. ohi.. + Informações

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Celtic Black Metal from Ireland. Starside Demo 1996. I shall no cry no more tears. I have been dead for too long. Sleeping with the earth, Enchanted Neolithic years. Deep with the earth, Your blood on my hands. Dead eyes locked in Wintermalice. Endless years of shadow, Drink my poisoned blood, The crowning , of a genius god. Iconoclasm my veins, And my heart lies therein. Awake like the stars, Where the sea is at one with the sky. Walking on crisp amber, Where the wind whispers and enchants my nights. My hands sink through your skin, With eyes like nocturnal fires. Fresh earth eager on wooden silk, Thy eternal nightscape. I shall cry no more tears. I have been dead for too long. Sleeping with the earth, Enchanted Neolithic years. There is life beneath the valleys of earth, And there is a death above. + Informações

Geasa as an tAonach, Co. Thiobraid A?rann ag Siansa Gael Linn 2012.. + Informações

A Forest. + Informações

P/ vc Berti!. + Informações

Artiste : Geasa Chanson : Tuatha De Dannan Album : Angel's Cry Genre : Celtic black metal Pays : Irlande. + Informações

Video for 'Crawl into the Sun', taken from Geasa's 2nd album "Fates's Lost Son". www.geasaweb.com. + Informações

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another track from geasas debut album. + Informações

from the debut geasa album 1999. + Informações

Vasile Conea - Cat o fii padurea geasa 2009 - Live - Satule gradina mandra - Potpuriu - Live - 2008 - Live Callatis - Live Festivalul Ileana Rus 2008 Festivalul la Mamaia valea Bistrei doina hora brau argeleana muzica banateana romanian folklore from banat nicoleta resita timisoara caransebes folclor populara the best music voica tezaur folcloric ansamblul timisul cantecul acasa televiziune. + Informações

Mariana Zota - So pornit o ploaie geasa Doina populara banateana folclor hora romanian folklore from Banat brau ardeleana. + Informações

A video about the Tales couples Colloyd,Geasa,Yutel,Kraine & Sheelos ^^. + Informações

Depois de uma noite de chuva no Geasa o bixo pega.... + Informações

'Laoi Oisín ar Thír na n-Óg' ['The lay of Oisín in the Land of Youth'] was published in 1896 and written by Miceál Coimín. It is a poem, written in an older version of the Irish language, about Oisín and Niamh, a fianna warrior and fairy princess from Irish Mythology. The music, The Blue Sea/The White Horse, was composed by Patrick Doyle for the film Into The West (1992) and was sung by his sister Margaret Doyle. This is an edited version of the original music. II . AOIBHNEAS THÍR NA N-ÓG. Geasa nach bh-fulangaid fíór-laoich A Oisín fhéil cuirim ad chomhair Teacht liom féin anois ar meach Go righeam tar ais go Tír na n-Óg! Sí n tír as aoibhne ar bith le fághail An tír s mó cáil anois fán ngréin Na crainn ag cromadh le toradh as bláth As duilleabhar ag fás go bárr na ngeug. Is fairsing innte mil as fíon S gach uile ní dá bh-faca súil, Ní rachaid caitheamh ort led ré Meath ná eug ní fheicfidh tú! Teacht liom féin anois ar meach Go righeam tar ais go Tír na n-Óg!" ******************************************* II. THE DELIGHTS OF THE LAND OF YOUTH. "Request refused by no true knight Who knoweth aright the knightly vogue, I make of thee now?'tis hence to speed With me on my steed to Tir na n-Og! Delightful land beyond all dreams ! Beyond what seems to thee most fair? Rich fruits abound the bright year round And flowers are found of hues most rare. Unfailing there the honey and wine And draughts divine of mead there be, No ache nor ailing night or day? Death or decay thou ne'er .... + Informações

'Laoi Oisín ar Thír na n-Óg' ['The lay of Oisín in the Land of Youth'] was published in 1896 and written by Miceál Coimín. It is a poem, written in an older version of the Irish language, about Oisín and Niamh, a fianna warrior and fairy princess from Irish Mythology. The music, The Blue Sea/The White Horse, was composed by Patrick Doyle for the film Into The West (1992) and was sung by his sister Margaret Doyle. II . AOIBHNEAS THÍR NA N-ÓG. Geasa nach bh-fulangaid fíór-laoich A Oisín fhéil cuirim ad chomhair Teacht liom féin anois ar meach Go righeam tar ais go Tír na n-Óg! Sí n tír as aoibhne ar bith le fághail An tír s mó cáil anois fán ngréin Na crainn ag cromadh le toradh as bláth As duilleabhar ag fás go bárr na ngeug. Is fairsing innte mil as fíon S gach uile ní dá bh-faca súil, Ní rachaid caitheamh ort led ré Meath ná eug ní fheicfidh tú! Teacht liom féin anois ar meach Go righeam tar ais go Tír na n-Óg!" ******************************************* II. THE DELIGHTS OF THE LAND OF YOUTH. "Request refused by no true knight Who knoweth aright the knightly vogue, I make of thee now?'tis hence to speed With me on my steed to Tir na n-Og! Delightful land beyond all dreams ! Beyond what seems to thee most fair? Rich fruits abound the bright year round And flowers are found of hues most rare. Unfailing there the honey and wine And draughts divine of mead there be, No ache nor ailing night or day? Death or decay thou ne'er shalt see! I make of thee now?'tis hence to speed .... + Informações

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The Red Branch knights are gathered For Ulster's honour at Baile's strand Hither from across the waves A young boy with a merry face But armed as if for fighting Came onto the shore "Thou shall not land on Erin's soil", Cuinaire cried out, "Until thou hast revealed thy name!" For all you ask I can reveal but I must conceal My name and lineage Nor from my course you can make me stray away For I am under bounds and cannot disobey In battle I will not give way Nor ever will I speak my name If challenged I will draw my blade Here on this strand I will meet my fate I'll only answer with my blade No man can stray me from my way "Then you shall die", Cuinaire replied, "For no one unknown may enter our realm" For Ulster's honour many warriors were sent But to none did he give his unhallowed name To wound them or kill, the spell to fulfil The geasa forced upon his infinite will Any attempt to impede him was doomed and destined to fail I'll only answer with my blade No man can stray me from my way In battle I will not give way Nor ever will I speak my name Finally Cuchulainn himself was summoned, The King had ordered him to defeat this foe And towards tragedy he strode A fierce battle ensued, More than a match for Cuchulainn, The young boy proved Dealing blow after blow, The lad forced Chuchulainn back With a strength and speed The hound of Culan had never met As the battle continued in the water Two times Cuchulainn almost drowned, Yet on the third, he remembered the Gae Bolg And .... + Informações

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This is the Fireworks show that they put on after every Saturday home game for the Tri-City Dust Devils at Geasa Stadium (Formerly Dust Devils Stadium). Notice at about 1:48 or so, the firework that did not go off until the shell hit th ground, not good.. + Informações

cough cough loser!!! cough cough. + Informações

wenn das einer gesehen mal gesehen hätte. + Informações

I gots me a rainbow colored racket!!!!!. + Informações

Foi brincar com a gata, ai ela deu um tapa no nariz dele, cortou, e ainda bateu a cabeça na parede!. + Informações