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Méav
Méav


Background information
Birth name Méav Natalie Aoife Siobhan Ní Mhaolchatha
Born place Donnybrook, County Dublin, Ireland
Genre(s) Celtic
Classical
Years active 1994—present
Label(s) Manhattan Records
Associated acts Celtic Woman
Anúna
Website Website



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Méav Album


A Celtic Journey (2006)
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My young love said to me, "My mother won't mind
And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind"
Then she stepped away from me and this she did say
"It will not be long, love, 'til our wedding day"

She stepped away from me and she moved through the fair
And fondly I watched her move here and move there
Then she made her way homeward with one star awake

. . .


'Tis the last rose of summer left blooming alone
All her lovely companions are faded and gone
No flower of her kindred, no rosebud is nigh
To reflect back her blushes or give sigh for sigh

I'll not leave thee, thou lone one, to pine on the stem
Since the lovely are sleeping, go sleep thou with them
Thus kindly I scatter thy leaves o'er the bed
Where thy mates of the garden lie scentless and dead

So soon may I follow when friendships decay
And from love's shining circle the gems drop away
When true hearts lie withered and fond ones are flown
Oh who would inhabit this bleak world alone?
Oh who would inhabit this bleak world alone?

. . .


Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet
She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet
She bid me take love easy as the leaves grow on the tree
But I being young and foolish with her did not agree

In a field by the river my love and I did stand
And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow-white hand
She bid me take life easy as the grass grows on the weirs
But I was young and foolish and now am full of tea

. . .



I dreamt that I dwelt in marble halls
With vassals and serfs at my side
And of all who assembled within those walls
That I was the hope and the pride
I had riches to great to count, could boast
Of a high ancestral name
But I also dreamt, which pleased me most
That you loved me still the same
That you loved me, you loved me still the same
That you loved me, you loved me still the same

I dreamt that suitors sought my hand
That knights upon bended knee
And with words no maiden's heart could withstand
They pledged their faith to me
And I dreamt that one of that noble host
Came forth my hand to claim
But I also dreamt which charmed me most
That you loved me still the same
That you loved me, you loved me still the same

. . .



When is the hour at the end of the day
That we must take the time to pray?
And certain song our hearts do say
Our children had a better life today

Now is the hour at the end of the day
That we must take the time to pray
And certain song our hearts do say
Our children had a better life today


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Codail suan, mo chadra bhán
Codail sámh, a mhuirnín mhilis
Luigh go ciúin sa chliabhán
Dún do shúil, a leabh dhílis

Réalta geala anocht ag luascadh ins an spéir
Fuaim na coille agus ceol na hoíche

Fág uait an olagán
Níl gá ar bith leis choíche

Codail suan, mo chadra bhán
Codail sámh, a mhuirnín mhilis
Luigh go ciúin sa chliabhán
Dún do shúil, a leabh dhílis

Réalta geala anocht ag luascadh ins an spéir
Fuaim na coille agus ceol na hoíche

. . .


Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and down the mountain side
The summer's gone and all the roses falling
'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide

But come you back when the summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
'Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy, I love you so

And when you come and all the flowers are dying
If I am dead, as dead I well may be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an Ave there for me

And I shall hear though soft you tread above me
And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be
When you will bend and tell me that you love me
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me

. . .


Alas, my love, you do me wrong
To cast me off discourteously
And I have loved you so long
Delighting in your company

Greensleeves was all my joy
Greensleeves was delight
Greensleeves was my heart of gold
And who but my Lady Greensleeves

Thy smock of silk both fair and white
With gold embroidered gorgeously
Thy petticoat of sendle white
And these I bought thee gladly

Greensleeves was all my joy
Greensleeves was delight
Greensleeves was my heart of gold
And who but my Lady Greensleeves

I bought thee kerchiefs to thy head
And wool fine and gallantly
I kept thee at both board and bed
Which cost my purse well-favoredly

I have been ready at your hand
To grant whatever you would crave
I have waged both life and land
Your love and goodwill for to have

Greensleeves was all my joy
Greensleeves was delight
Greensleeves was my heart of gold
And who but my Lady Greensleeves

Greensleeves, now farewell, adieu
God I pray to prosper thee
For I am still thy lover true
Come once again and love me

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The Floscarmeli Prayer: Intro

Flos Carmeli,
vitis florigera,
splendor caeli,
virgo puerpera
singularis.

Mater mitis
sed viri nescia
Carmelitis
esto privilegio
stella maris...


The Dante

When the dark wood fell before me
And all the paths were overgrown
When the priests of pride say there is no other way
I tilled the sorrows of stone

I did not believe because I could not see
Though you came to me in the night
When the dawn seemed forever lost
You showed me your love in the light of the stars

Cast your eyes on the ocean
Cast your soul to the sea
When the dark night seems endless
Please remember me

Then the mountain rose before me
By the deep well of desire
From the fountain of forgiveness
Beyond the ice and fire

Cast your eyes on the ocean
Cast your soul to the sea
When the dark night seems endless
Please remember me

Though we share this humble path, alone
How fragile is the heart
Oh give these clay feet wings to fly
To touch the face of the stars

Breathe life into this feeble heart
Lift this mortal veil of fear
Take these crumbled hopes, etched with tears
We'll rise above these earthly cares

Cast your eyes on the ocean
Cast your soul to the sea
When the dark night seems endless
Please remember me
Please remember me

. . .


Mise ag faire san oíche
San oíche fada chiúin
Tusa id' luí id' leaba
Id' chodladh fada suan

D'imigh tú trasna na tonnta uaim
Is ní maith liom 'bheith anseo liom féin
Tusa mo ghealach 's mo grian i bhfad i gcéin

Uaigneas, gan blaiseadh do bhéilín meala
Is áilleacht gheal do ghnúis
Mise ag feitheamh gan chiall led' theacht
Agus mé ag sileadh súl

Tusa id' leaba shíoraí anocht
Faoi chré 'tá dorcha dlúth
Glaoim anocht is gach oíche ort
Fill ar ais arís, a rún
Sinne a bheidh scartha ón a chéile anois go buan

. . .


Oíche chiúin, oíche Mhic Dé
Cách 'na suan dís araon
Dís is dílse 'faire le spéis
Naíon beag, leanbh ceansa 'gus caomh
Críost, 'na chodladh go séimh
Críost, 'na chodladh go séimh

Oíche chiúin, oíche Mhic Dé
Aoirí ar dtús chuala 'n scéal
Allelúia aingeal ag glaoch
Cantain suairc i ngar is i gcéin
Críost an Slánaitheoir
Críost an Slánaitheoir Féin

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