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Moving Roots
03:22
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Moving Roots
I’m looking for the path that goes through the fields
I’m looking for the wood and the stone
I’m looking for the things I can take in my hands
In a way, I‘m going back home
I’m looking for the thumb that measures the inch
I’m looking for the foot in the mile
I’m looking for the furlong that goes through the fields
I’m looking for the spirit of a child
I’m moving my roots back home
I’m moving my roots back home
I’m looking where I stand, what is all around
I’m looking at the moon and the sun
I’m looking at the earth I’ve gathered from the ground
There’s flint and chalk in my hands
I’m moving my roots back home
I’m moving my roots back home
My ancestors built this great ring of stones
Maybe, one day, we’ll all understand
The hunter and the farmer, the woman and the man
We’re all going home
I’m moving my roots back home
I’m moving my roots back home
I’m closing my eyes to see what’s inside
And feel the blood in my veins
The way has been long, the road has been high
I’m standing here once again
I’m finding the way that goes through the fields
I’m finding the wood and the stone
I’m finding those things I can take in my hands
In a way, I’m going back home
I’m moving my roots back home
I’m moving my roots back home
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2. |
Vision
03:50
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Vision
I can’t get you out of my mind
And you’ve been there one thousand times
You’re clever, you’re sexy and I’m not blind
I felt your eyes searching for mine
We have our past, our history
For some long time, our own story
Show me the lovers in this land
With deeper feelings than we have found
You were in my heart in a split of a second
You were my woman, you are my vision
I don’t know why and I don’t care for questions
There is no answer to this obsession
I prepared you a dish, your favourite one
You brought me wine, it was sweet on the tongue
We sat together, forgot the time
I sang you a song, it was like the wine
We hadn’t forgotten all the fights we had
We hadn’t forgotten all that was bad
We treated each other with respect
We harmonised, we didn’t expect
You were in my heart in a split of a second
You were my woman, you are my vision
I don’t know why and I don’t care for questions
There is no answer to this obsession
You said, „it’s hard to go in the middle of night
It’s hard to leave“, but I think we were right
To hold each other a little while
Then we let go, you got into your car
Look, my woman, my pen’s on the page
I’ve found it again, I’ve come out of my cage
You have released me from my prison
You’ve opened my eyes, you are my vision
You were in my heart in a split of a second
You were my woman, you are my vision
I don’t know why and I don’t care for questions
There is no answer to this obsession
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3. |
Honour is yours today
02:58
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Honour is Yours Today
Come, gather round and listen
Honour is yours today
Come, gather round and listen
Yours is the field to play
Saddle your noble horses
Sharpen your shiny swords
Steel your courage for the task in hand
Pray to the God, our lord
Come, gather round and listen
Honour is yours today
In yonder high position
Lies the enemy
Ten thousand strong and armed with guns
Weak to the core, I say
Wait till you face them eye to eye
Before you plunge your sword
Stay in close formation
Take the place of the men that fall
Come, gather round and listen
Honour is yours today
See, the sun is rising
Now is the time at hand
Take your comrade’s hand in yours
In brotherhood we shall stand
At noon we shall meet again
A mottley group to behold
And raise our tattered standard
Proud in red and gold
Saddle your noble horse
Honour is yours today
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4. |
Tinker Tailor
02:30
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Tinker Tailor
As I was a-walking one bright summer’s day
„Hey-hey“ said the beggar, „you get out of my way
Don’t give a damn for your children, your wife or your bed
It’s my street today and I’d like to be fed“
„From Strasbourg to London I’ve lived with your type
You get a licence to sing, you think you’re alright
You’re gentle, you’re cultured, too selfish to work
You take my trade away, the oldest trade on earth“
You’re a tinker, you’re a tailor
A soldier, you’re a sailor
A rich man, you’re a poor man
You’re a beggarman, you’re a thief
And I could turn my face and sing to the wall
Many is the time it wouldn’t matter at all!
„I don’t like your songs, I don’t like your voice
I don’t like like your ways, I don’t like your face
I haven’t got nothing but bring me some wine
I haven’t got nothing but plenty of time“
He smelled of the road, he smelled of his rags
He smelled of his beer, his piss and his fags
The winter will be coming and that is for sure
Maybe we‘ll meet again one day next year
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5. |
Angel
03:39
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Angel
This is no song of meadow and streams
Of gardens and roses and corn in the fields
This is a song hoping to heal
It tells of a love that is real
This is no song of strawberry teas
Of champagne parties in high society
This is no song of sweet memory
It tells of a love that is real
If I could give but a half what you give
You’d be rich as a princess, as proud as a queen
You are my angel sent from above
You are my angel, my angel of love
This is a love which I cannot let go
It enriches the heart and deepens the soul
This is a love of naked truth
This is a love on the move
This is a love of a thousand words
Of countless kisses and tearful farewells
This is a love laughing at time
This love is yours and is mine
This is a love of valley and plain
Of tempest and doldrum, of storm and of rain
Of summer and winter all rolled into one
We never walk but we run
This is no love looking after itself
This is a love which is needing our help
This is a love you and I feel
This is a love that is real
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6. |
Sing Cuccu
02:36
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Sing Cuccu
Summer is a-cummin in
Loud sing cuccu
Groweth med and bloweth sed
Springeth the wood anew
Cuccu, cuccu well sings thu cuccu
Ne swik thu naver nu
Sing cuccu, nu sing cuccu
Sing cuccu, sing cuccu nu
Yave bleteth after lamb
Loueth calve ku
Bulluck sterteth, bucke verteth
Murrie sing cuccu
Cuccu, cuccu well sings thu cuccu
Ne swik thu naver nu
Sing cuccu, nu sing cuccu
Sing cuccu, sing cuccu nu
Summer is a-cummin in
Loud sing cuccu
Groweth med and bloweth sed
Springeth the wood anew
Cuccu, cuccu well sings thu cuccu
Ne swik thu naver nu
Sing cuccu, nu sing cuccu
Sing cuccu, sing cuccu nu
Yave bleteth after lamb
Loueth calve ku
Bulluck sterteth, bucke verteth
Murrie sing, murrie sing, murrie sing
(anon., circa 1215. One of the first poems in the english language. A joyous greeting for the coming summer)
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7. |
Morning Song
02:44
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Morning Song
Morning is magic when all else is quiet
But birds in the sky full of song out of habit
The perfume of blossom and dew in the grass
Perfume of blossom and dew in the grass
Woken by song and a light from the east
In cutting the grey sky, firing the trees
For a moment though only twixt sky and the fields
A moment though only, the morning at peace
Now is the time to rise out of bed
Steel down the stairs and take the first bread
Before others waken, just you with youself
In a world full of millions, just you with yourself
In ten minutes or more, some other will waken
Join in the morning, the magic is broken
The sky is now grey, there’s a rain in the air
A wind in the trees and a rain in the air
The day will proceed, as all other days
With patterns established with passing of years
Before very long you will yawn and will sigh
Remember your warm bed, ask yourself - why?
Some spirit awoke you this early May day
Gently caressed you, took you away
From idle slumber, from winter’s breath
Gave you a new day with kindness and stealth
Remember the sky, remember the birds
Feel in your bones the rhythm that first
Took a hold on your soul and showed you the world
That was yours for a moment, that was your world
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8. |
The Sounds
01:54
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The Sounds
The sound of love, the sound of life
The sound of people free from strife
The sound of the breeze, the wind in the trees
The sound of the oceans, the sound of the seas
The sound of the people laughing and singing
The sound of friendship, the sound of dance
These are the sounds to which I would listen
The sound of a thousand beating hearts
Oh hear them laugh, hear them cry
Let them live and let them die
Women are bearing, there children are fareing
To struggle and face every day anew, a new
A new life is born, the old is gone
And we follow soon
From death to life, forever the pattern
Mother make my bed soon
Outside I hear the sound of the singers
To bring me tidings of new things to come
Their voice embraces all ages and races
The song is wordless, it has no tune
No rhyme, yet it has time
It pounds, pulsates, it’s rhythm is mine
It sounds a signal to which I will answer
The time has come and a new life is born
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9. |
And if
03:35
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And If There Come The Singers
There’s a city by the river
I can call it home, my home
All where I am going
I’m searching, I’m searching for my home
A vagabond’s dream is to build a house of stone
With roses on the porch growing
And the children playing
And if there come the singers
And if there come the dancers
And if there come the players
But of their gifts also
For they, too, are gatherers
And that which they bring
Though fashioned of dreams
Is food for the soul
I’m as free as a bird
A slave, but a slave to the world
Happiness is with me
I promise to know sadness too
Did you ever know the sun
Kiss the street after the rain
Did you ever know beauty
Come again, again and again?
And I said, “the street was dead
It had sucked, it had sucked out my blood”
Oh, was I so tired, so tired
Trusting too much in my luck
There were always roses on the porch
Strawberries for tea
Always children playing in the
Vagabond’s dream
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10. |
Gentle Time
04:15
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Gentle Time
Time, gentle time
Let me stay with you
Time, gentle time
Let me play with you
Paint the hours of day
Oh, paint, gentle time
Draw your colours well
Gentle time
Oh, time, hanging still
Drifting lazily
Time, sleeping still
Sleeping easily
Sleepy, sleepy day
Oh, glide on your way
Show me where you go
Sleepy day
Oh, time, gentle time
How you comfort me
Time, gentle time
You are life to me
Let me share your day
Your day, gentle time
Take me on your way
Gentle time, gentle time
Show me where you go
Gentle time
Time, gentle time
Let me stay with you
Time, gentle time
Let me play with you
Paint the hours of day
Oh, paint, gentle time
Draw your colours well
Gentle time
Show me where you go
Gentle time
Take me on your way
Gentle time
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11. |
Streetsinger
03:08
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Streetsinger
In sunny Spain and cold England
There‘s a streetsinger
Timbuktu and Samarkand
A streetsinger
His music started long ago
It’s the oldest trade but one, you know
Streetsinger sing me a song
Of where you’ve been
And what you have done
Ways of the world, right and wrong
Oh, Streetsinger sing me a song
Guitar in hand, a drum on his back
The streetsinger
Money he earns, he throws in a sack
Streetsinger
From his looks you think he might be poor
His energy keeps the wolf from the door
In summer last year you saw this man
The streetsinger
Playing in the street in your holiday town
Streetsinger
Now winter’s come he’s wandered north
The new-born year will turn him south
Day-in, day-out he sings his songs
The streetsinger
Doesn’t take a break, he must go on
Streetsinger
He tours the towns from summer to spring
Doesn’t always need the money, he needs to sing
His cold, cold hands work in the snow
The streetsinger
Throw some money and away you go
To the streetsinger
You might wonder why he lives this way
As you pass him on a cold, cold day
You might not think and you might not care
He could be living anywhere
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12. |
No Future
02:17
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No Future
Father can chuckle away in his chair
„Told you so, my son, no future there“
He didn’t know the thrill of the street
The taste of the biting, morning air
The taste of the day with all to gain
There’s nothing to lose
It’s all to gain
The people go on and by and by
Buy and buy their food and clothes
One or two stand aside and hear
No blisters on their souls
They clap and they smile and they nod their thanks
With that they go, they’ve filled their tanks
I once knew a man in London town
An old man with a notice-
„Only give me silver please“
I laughed, but I did notice!
Now he’d been a-dancing since he was seven
Now let’s send him happy to heaven
A black man with a silver voice
Was pulling crowds and plenty
The kids were dancing and the parents paid
They gave him pfennigs twenty
„Hey man“, he said, „now what’s your game?“
He took his guitar, he caught the train
Father can chuckle away in his chair
„Told you so, my son, no future there“
He didn’t know the thrill of the street
The taste of the biting, morning air
The taste of the day with all to gain
There’s nothing to lose
It’s all to gain
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13. |
New Town Feeling
02:45
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New Town Feeling
Today I’m going to find a brand new town
I’m going to earn my living
I’m going hunting for the wildest dreams
That make this life worth living
My restless blood threw me out of bed
A little voice said, „stay at home“, instead
I got in my car and I drove away
I’d a new-town feeling today!
New town feeling
New town feeling
New town feeling today
I’m just as crazy as I used to be
I thank my stars it’s stayed this way
My face is shaved and my boots are clean
I feel as good as I’ve ever been
I find my café and I call it home
I buy my coffee and ten minutes time
Out on the street it is crazy today
I’ve a new town feeling today!
I close my eyes, I dream of my songs
The young man came, he tried to poke fun
Children came with the money of their mothers
And the little ones stood stuck to the ground
Rain-clouds pass me by to the north
The people are listening gently
I feel as home as in any town
The money’s not much but it’s plenty
Time will pass like a ship in the sea
People go home, it’s only me
In an empty street with the moon in the sky
In a lonely street with the moon in the sky
My restless blood threw me out of bed
A little voice said, „stay at home“, instead
I got in my car and I drove away
I’d a new town feeling today!
I got in my car and I drove away
I’ve a new town feeling today!
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14. |
Joining Hands
03:53
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Joining Hands
I heard your voice crying in the fields
I heard your voice laughing in the trees
Over the seas of silence
Over the seas of fear
Over the seas of sadness
Oh, I can hear
Joining hands, whatever the wishes
Joining hands, whatever the losses
The island of my heart demands
The time has come for the joining of hands
My hand reached out and it searched for yours
Our fingers closed and we were sure
To cross the gulf of logic
To cross the space of time
Over the bridge of passion
Beauty, truth combine
Joining hands, whatever the wishes
Joining hands, whatever the losses
The islands of our hearts demand
The time has come for the joining of hands
Hand in hand, we defy the past
Surrender to our demanding hearts
Over the walls of waiting
Over the walls we’ll climb
Along the road of hoping
New paths of trust we’ll find
Joining hands, whatever the wishes
Joining hands, whatever the losses
The islands of our hearts demand
The time has come for the joining of hands
Over the seas of silence
Over the seas of fear
Over the seas of sadness
Oh, we‘ll hear
Joining hands, whatever the wishes
Joining hands, whatever the losses
The island of my heart demands
The time has come for the joining of hands
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Julia & Chris Simmance Aix En Provence, France
Dear Music-Friends,
We are happy to tell you, that we are out there again, on the streets of South of
France !
Hopefully rather sooner than later we will also add some new recordings on our site here.
Greetings and till then,
Julia and Chris
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