Heather Alexander - March of Cambreadth. + Informações

Music: Faerie Queen Artist: Heather Alexander Art: Queen Mab by Amy Brown Lyrics: One wintry night a wondrous sight I met while riding back Returning from a ceili, with me fiddle in me pack My horse, he stopped quite suddenly, his ears began to twitch He bucked and threw me pack and all into a nearby ditch I tried to rise, but then my eyes alighted on a scene Of faerie creatures dancing by, cavorting 'round their Queen She'd been out hunting, it was plain, delighted by her prize And though he was in thrall to her, I knew his gentle eyes I stood again and shouted when they drew abreast of me, "I challenge you, for you have caught my husband-soon-to-be!" They stopped and she stared down at me, the Queen astride her steed, "I see you have the courage, dear, but skill is what you need!" CHORUS: Be it carved from out the finest wood And strung with silver string Only mortal trust or faerie dust Can make a fiddle sing! "We each shall play and I will say which fiddle is played best, And should you win this mortal toy I'll free, without protest." They handed her a violin, as black as she was fey She placed a bow upon the strings and then began to play [Faerie Queen's solo] My spirit low I raised my bow, I knew not where to start I looked within my lover's eyes and then within my heart My head was filled with mortal dreams, of love beneath the moon Of sun and rain and season's change, and so began my tune [Fiddler Girl's solo] I raised my head my arms like lead my heart ablaze .... + Informações

Após muito procurar um vídeo desta música que adoro e não encontrar, resolvi então fazer um. É o primeiro vídeo que fiz na vida, então não é lá aquelas coisas. Espero que gostem :) I couldn't find a video with this music, so I decided to make one by myself. My first video in life. Enjoy.. + Informações

As much as I'd love to claim it, this is NOT MINE. Copyright belongs to the incredible Heather Alexander. I just want to share this amazing music so others can listen to it too. Two horses trails within the grass, a gypsy man and his bonny wee lass, They're heading for the Hedgeford Pass 'Tis none but the Black Jack Davy! The moon light glitters like his grin, The lass lays back and she welcomes him in, For to love this way could ne'er be sin 'Cause she now is the Black Jack's Lady CHORUS 1: They love all night and with the dawn, the lady wakes and her Davy is gone What a fool she's been to have tagged along And be known as the Black Jack's Lady! She's gathered up her goods and gear Her current path is now crystal clear 'Cause a vow she's sworn for to conjure fear In the heart of the Black Jack Davy With stolen horse and a sword as well Revenge has cast it's unbreakable spell And she rides all night like a spawn, from hell On the path of the Black Jack Davy CHORUS 2: She rides o'er hill and rides o'er ,dale With silver sword and a stallion pale On the winds you can hear the ban-sidhe wail- 'Tis the cry of the Black Jack's Lady! Her hair is like the setting sun Her grace and speed they are rivaled by none But you soon shall rue the deed you have done If you lie with the Black Jack's Lady Her face is fair, her breath is sweet But do not fall for her cunning deceit For she'll slice you wide from your head to feet 'Tis the way of the Black Jack's Lady BRIDGE: Black Jack Davy .... + Informações

Darkness hangin' in the sky in the morn Moonlight dyin' as the sun is reborn Crops are swayin' in an island of green Hemp and teff and corn in between CHORUS: Cut her low, swing her 'round Iron wire, tightly bound Thresh the teff by the mornin' lark Lie in her arms in the still of dark Laddie are ya workin'? Sunlight shinin' on the heart of the land Crops are bendin' to the part Nature planned Who'd be thinkin' that they'd end from that start Cut and rent and shredded apart? Storm clouds gather as the hands to the field Raindrops scatter as the land's made to yield Body separate from its fine golden head Stalk and sheaf and chafe for a bed Stars are twinklin' and the moon's risin' high Dark is waitin' for the sunlight to die Memories harken to the Emerald Isle Sing and sleep and dream for a while FINAL CHORUS: Cut us low, swing us 'round Iron shackles, tightly bound Thresh your soul by the mornin' lark Lie with your dreams in the dead of dark Laddie, are ya' workin'?. + Informações

Out in the wood, there's a band of small Faeries, if you walk unwary at night- They're laughing and drinking, and soon you'll be thinking, that you'd come to join in their light- If they see you, you know they'll entreat you, to come and join in their small friendly dance- If you do then your soul will go too, you will loose it with no second chance- CHORUS: So please come, join, dance in the circle, The voices will make your heart yearn- To please come, join, dance in the circle, But know that you'll never return- They'll promise you gold and silver a-plenty, you'll never be empty of love- Beauty and pleasure, and time at your leisure, all things that you've been dreaming of- Success will be yours, through several doors, what ever you wish, you will find you can do- Beware of this prize, as a curse in disguise, since your mortal life soon will be through- BRIDGE: There is a way, as some folk would say, to save you 'til the dawn- Denounce their kind, from your mind, then you'll find they are gone- Children's tales, pirate sails, unicorns, dragons, sorcerers too, They're man conceived, make believe, you know that they aren't true- And now I must tell, that I'm under their spell, though I know not for how long I've been- And I love a man, though I know that I can never ever go see him again- I went to the king, in his wise faerie-ring, I asked him, "Oh what do you think I should do?" He said, "You'll be fine!", took a large swill of wine, and said, "Why don'cha have him .... + Informações

Heather Alexander - Wind's Four Quarters. + Informações

Song: The Hunt Is On By: Heather Alexander Art: Lord and Lady By: Selina Fenech Lyrics: Sound the horn loudly, call the hounds! We will ride proudly through hunting grounds Who shall win? Blessed stag, or mortal kin? Fast through the winding woods we push Flash of a tail within the bush For the stag is swift and the stag is fleet And he hears the sound of thundering feet Here then gone, clansmen cry, "The hunt is on!" It is more than sport 'tween beast and man, For the stag is sacred to our clan And we dare not risk the forest's ire For if we can't kill then We'd best not fire Here then gone, clansmen cry, "The hunt is on!" [CHORUS] Let the death be clean as life's released So we show our honor to the beast For your own death you will understand, When you hold life's blood within your hand Here then gone, clansmen cry, "The hunt is on!" Though we draw a bow and we wield a blade We respect the code that nature made For we know not when the shadows fall And the huntsmen comes to take us all Here then gone, clansmen cry, "The hunt is on!" [CHORUS] We are born, then gone Clansmen cry, "The hunt is on! The hunt is on! The hunt is on!". + Informações

thank you to amadeus (639653263626) for introducing me to modern celtic folk rock. as always email petes_autocustom@hotmail.co.uk for free mp3. those waiting for the ps2 soundtracks, dont worry i've not forgotten..will keep you updated. + Informações

I'll make a better video later, promise, I just wanted to show it to my friend. ^_^ My favorite Heather Alexander song, to be honest, and I'm sad youtube didn't have it. But that's fixed now. =3. + Informações

Black Unicorn Album:Keepers of the Flame Artist:Phoenyx Sung by:Heather Alexander year: Around 1991 Pictures from random searches on Black Unicorns, Hell Steed, Hell Horse, Heck Horse, Nightmare Horse, Demon Horse, Fire horse, and Demonic Horse. I did not make nor own any of the pictures credit goes to the ones who made them. You can find more of Heather Alexander's music at www.heatherlands.com Yea this song is old i didn't even know they had cd's back in 91 i hadn't even gotten my first Walkman then. I did get a new Sega Genesis that year man i loved that game system me and Sonic had many hours of great fun together and really that sounded wrong. I think i still have it in my closet somewhere but that's not important. Anyway sound quality is better on this one then on Creature of the Wood but still a little bit dodgy. Black Unicorn I am he that knocks on your windowpane, I am he that stalks the night I am he with silver shot through my mane, you'll dream of me with fire-eyes bright If you ever meet me standing there, you'll wish that you were never born I'll seize your soul and strip it bare, I am the Black Unicorn My horn is forged of silver fire, my shoulders bear leathern wings I am the nightmare of your own desire, I am the song that the Devil sings Hellfire dancing in my eyes, my coat is as black as coal Mortals are so quick to hypnotize, and then I merely take your soul Teeth sharp as daggers cooled in the snow, and hooves that burn through the ground Follow me .... + Informações

When you want to hear the sound of the Elves. + Informações

Music: King Of Elfland's Daughter Artist: Heather Alexander Art: Good Goddess Shaiya Lyrics: Who are you, he said, to the woman before his eyes I did not see you coming, and so I'm quite surprised To find that I can see the sky, looking through your eyes I cam across the void, said she, Yes, I'm a stranger here And I have need this moment, to whisper in your ear A favour I would ask of thee, and so will you draw near? She breathed herself like whiskey into his waiting brain, All in amaze he turned and asked the lady of her name, You know me from your waking dreams of when you were a boy, I am the king of Elfland's Daughter. Now friend, will you drop everything and come away with me, Along the rocky cliffs so high and then across the sea Come and join our faerie band in our dance among the trees I will, he said, and took her hand and so they journeyed far, And called a dance together between the daylight and the dark, And if you should go seeking them you'll find them dancing still She breathed herself like whiskey into his waiting heart, And in the end it mattered not they came from worlds apart, He a mortal man and she quite something else again, She was the King of Elfland's Daughter.. + Informações

Lyric: Axes flash, broadsword swing, Shining armour's piercing ring Horses run with polished shield, Fight Those Bastards till They Yield Midnight mare and blood red roan, Fight to Keep this Land Your Own Sound the horn and call the cry, How Many of Them Can We Make Die! Follow orders as you're told, Make Their Yellow Blood Run Cold Fight until you die or drop, A Force Like Ours is Hard to Stop Close your mind to stress and pain, Fight till You're No Longer Sane Let not one damn cur pass by, How Many of Them Can We Make Die! Guard your women and children well, Send These Bastards Back to Hell We'll teach them the ways of war, They Won't Come Here Any More Use your shield and use your head, Fight till Every One is Dead Raise the flag up to the sky, How Many of Them Can We Make Die! Dawn has broke, the time has come, Move Your Feet to a Marching Drum We'll win the war and pay the toll, We'll Fight as One in Heart and Soul Midnight mare and blood red roan, Fight to Keep this Land Your Own Sound the horn and call the cry, How Many of Them Can We Make Die! (repeat first verse). + Informações

A snap's within the summer wind, It teases at the air With warming glow on fields below The harvest season's here Soon leaves shall yield a brilliant shield Of copper, gold and bronze And rivers strain 'gainst summer rain As daylight later dawns CHORUS: Come gather golden honey Come reap the tender corn And with me lay in new mown hay Before the winter's born Come take my hand and work the land Come labor side by side We'll thresh the wheat and try to beat The summer's ebbing tide Our bones may ache, our backs may break But labor's been well done Pain will displace in your embrace As with the fading sun [CHORUS] With straw stacked deep and none to reap I turn my eyes to you Your chest laid bare to warm night air And sparkling as the dew You meet my gaze though twilight haze As evening starts to fall I slyly plea that we should heed The harvest season's call [REPEAT CHORUS TWICE]. + Informações

There was an old couple who lived near Hell If they're not dead, they're living there still The Devil, he came to the man at the plough, "I've come for one of your family now" TURNAROUND: Whack fol day, fol lickety, fol la dol day "Which of my family do you like best?" "Your scolding old wife, 'tis she I like best" "Take her away with all o' me heart, and I hope the two of ye never need part" The Devil, he hoisted her onto his back No peddler was ever so proud of his pack He's carried her off to the gates of Hell's wall She's out with her boot and she's flattened it all Some devils came down to put her in a sack She's out with her boot and she's broken their backs The devils cried out from up on the wall "Take her back daddy, she'll murder us all!" The Devil returned in the tenth of the time "Take her back, farmer, I'm changing my mind" "What'll you give me for taking her in?" "I offer no more than the wages of sin" "If you want to be rid of this scolding old hen, You'll never bedevil my family again" The Devil did cry, the Devil did howl But he never returned to the man at the plough "Well, I've been a devil for most of my life, But I ne'er was in Hell 'til I met with your wife!". + Informações

Cool breeze, sheltering trees, Deep within the glen- All around, sound, on the ground, Footsteps fall of little men- Now look wise, from your eyes, Tell me what you see, Too late! By fate! You belong to me! Your wit slipped a bit, words have gone too far- Now it's true that I'll turn you, straight into the ass you are- By what right on this night, do I make my claim- Mortal fool, know you that Puck is my name! CHORUS: Faeries dance in a frenzied ring, Elves play pipes and the goblins sing! Robin Goodfellow will take his queen, Once upon a midsummer night's dream! Love's fair potion rare, held within in my hand- And with this thing I can bring chaos into Faerie Land- A warm drop from the top, and we all will see as it cools, what fools these mortals can be! REPEAT CHORUS TWICE. + Informações

this song is from the triligy "the last herald mage" by mercedes lackey this song takes place between magics pawn(book one) and magics promise(book two) sung by Heather Alexander. + Informações

CHORUS: Pour your brother one more round Pick each other off the ground Let another chorus sound Pour your brother another round Draw another draught for me Drink 'til I'm too blind to see This one's done, pray, get me three! Draw another draught for me [CHORUS] Cheers to the brewer, the for his brew Without this ale we cannot do Drink until the cask is through Cheers to the brewer, the for his brew [CHORUS] Cheers to the barmaid, she's a saint It's wondrous how she stands the straint Catch me lass, I'm gonna faint Cheers to the barmaid, she's a saint [CHORUS] Dance unto the drummer's beat Drink with everyone you meet Your head'll dance without your feet Dance unto the drummer's beat [CHORUS] Here's to the lad upon my knee Heaven bound I soon will be It ain't sin because it's free Here's to the lad upon my knee [CHORUS] Here's to the lords and to the crown Here's to the lady in the lowcut gown A shame it's not just a little more down Here's to the lords and to the crown [CHORUS] Lassies say they never drink There's scrubbing pots and pans, you think But they keep the mead below the sink Lassies say they never drink [CHORUS] Pour your sister one more glass Catch the ale on the second pass Catch the lore with that wondrous ... Pour your sister one more glass [CHORUS] Cheers unto my faithful friend For on this ale his gold I'll spend The friendship and the song must end Cheers unto my faithful friend [REPEAT CHORUS TWICE]. + Informações

Heather's second time in Las Vegas, Performing at Ichabod's Lounge.. + Informações

love this song...Scottish / Irish war march. + Informações

Creature of the Wood Album:Keepers of the Flame sung by: Heather Alexander lyrics: Philip R. Obermarck For more of Heather Alexander's Music visit www.heatherlands.com Creature of the Wood (thrumming, rhythmic drumbeat) I am a creature of the wood Forsaken in my solitude My song is pleasure and is pain My song can drive a man insane So come with me, my pipes I'll play And we will dance 'til break of day I shall be thy lover I've been alive since time began Not beast, not God, and yet not man I am the music and the dance I am the piper who enchants So loose all ties to mortal kind My pipes shall play within thy mind I shall be thy lover Come unto me, my beauteous maid I'll lead thee to the hidden glade Thou shalt be happy and be free When I play thou wilt dance for me. We'll feast on fruit fresh from the vine And I shall sample the fruits of thine I shall be thy lover Sweet love I'll make for thee alone And show thee sights before unknown I'll be thy master and thy friend For I am the gold at rainbow's end I am the Beast within all men I am the rhyme past mortal ken I shall be thy lover (Triumphant musical laughter; it is impossible to transcribe 'la la la' in any useful way) (mode shift, melancholy) (Down tempo) I played my pipes before man's dawn Seen maidens ripe turn pale and wan Taught men the art of song and dance Yet had to part from mortal clans I must return to silent dance No fire burns where nature dwells (return to previous thrumming beat) So take thy rest .... + Informações

Stolen Child- Heather Alexander enjoy. + Informações

Let never a man a-wooing wend that lacketh thing's o' three: A store of gold, an open heart, and full of charity And this was said of King Henry, as he lay quite alone For he's taken him to a haunted hall, seven miles from the town O, he has driven him deer before, the doe down by the glen 'til the fattest buck in all the flock, King Henry he has slain His huntsmen followed him to the hall, to make them burly cheer When loud the wind was heard to howl, and an earthquake rocked the floor As darkness covered all the hall where they sat at their meat The greyhounds, yowling, left their food and crept to Henry's feet And louder howled the rising wind that burst the fastened door And in there came a grisly ghost, stamping across the floor! Her head hit the rooftop of the house, her middle you could not span Each frightened huntsman fled the hall, and left the king alone Her teeth were like the tether-stakes, her nose like club or mell And nothing less she seemed to be than a fiend that comes from hell! Some meat, some meat, you King Henry, some meat you bring to me Go kill your horse, you King Henry, and bring some meat to me! He has slain his berry-brown steed, it made his heart full sore For she's eaten it up, both skin and bone, left nothing but hide and hair! More meat, more meat, you King Henry, more meat you bring to me Go kill your greyhounds, King Henry, and bring some meat to me! He has slain his good greyhounds, it made his heart full sore For she's eaten them up .... + Informações

As much as I'd love to claim it, this is NOT MINE. Copyright belongs to the incredible Heather Alexander. I just want to share this amazing music so others can listen to it too. Lyrics: One dark and stormy night, a fledgling fell from flight, into a falconer's arms- Though dead it seemed to be, the falconer could not see, any wound to cause such harms- The falconer bound it 'round, and laid it on the ground, then went and built a funeral pyre- With the bandaged bird within, soon the flames began to spin, tangle up and then grow higher- From there a phoenix bold, rose up of flame and gold, twisting about within the air- Still bound it hung above, and sang of pain and love, of magic power both dark and fair- CHORUS: I am life's flame! Respect my name! My fire is red my heart is gold- Thy dreams can be! Believe in me! If you but let my wings unfold! Up spoke the falconer's fear, "There may be danger here, I cannot let this raptor free- It's words I cannot trust, it burns with power's lust, and so in turn it could burn me-" The falconer then moved fast, and iron shackles cast, thus catching up the bird in chain- "Thy fear has boded ill, and bound me 'gainst my will, now I must die and rise again-" The phoenix burned so bright, it burst upon the night, it's golden breast did flame and flare- One flash of fire and then, came stormy night again, and found the falconer holding air! The magic never dies, in children's hearts it lies, pray let them learn from times before- From .... + Informações