WHAT IS TIME?

anonymous

It was as I was scrubbing
Under Cardigan bridge there
A beetle of gold my hand's share
And my true love's shirt grubby,
On horseback came a man to me
Shouldered wide, proud,swift, he
Enquired if I might sell
The shirt of the laddie I loved so well.
I declined, saying not for hundreds, to give hence,
Not even if the hills packed full of sheep and rams
Not even if the bales of hay were pulled away
By oxen full of power to cart away on such a day
Everything I held dear. Or if in cathedral
Of Dewi Sant, even then would I that thing I scrubbed well
Not for herb sweetened or distilled for fragrant smell,sell.
Not for any offer would I thus part
From the shirt of the lad that holds fast my heart

Dewi Sant=St David

my adaptation of an anonymous poem from the Welsh . fourteenth century poem I think...can be found in 'Canu Rhydd Cynnar' by t.h. parry williams published in 1932.

I have been working on an adaptation of this Piaf song. I may change this with time but at the moment I will leave it as it stands..for i think it captures some of the spirit of the original

Sky of blue that follows us around
And the earth is shaken to the ground
When you love me really love me I don't care
For the morning shines with glowing light
When your fingers wrap round to mine
When you love me really love me I don't care

I would go to the ends of the earth
Turn to blonde my brunette hair
If you want me to I would
I would unzip the moon
Steal a great fortune
If you want me to I would
Forsake this country mine
And friends of long term time
I would do anything you ask
Just to keep this love in grasp
If you want me to I would

If one day life severs all we have
I will follow though far you are my love
When death comes nothing matters, I choose to go above
We will have the full breath of eternity
In the depth of love's immensity
In heaven's blue all problems crushed
Do you believe we truly love my love?

God reunites all hearts that were enamoured once...

The song of love

Adapted from the French song by Edith Piaf Le Chant d'amour, which is largely autobigraphical. It tells of her love for the boxer Cerdan who died in a plane crash. The singer's only hope is that the lovers meet again after death ,in a better place.

If you'll listen long and listen well
My song I'll tell of love endured
Love welcomed in the throes of everyday
Two loves who gave their hearts away
If you'll listen long and listen well
A beautiful story I will tell
Then let me do it well

If you let me long relate, my heart will break
With the song of love
For two who loved find peace only above
Oh two who loved in maddest place
They did perish with sorrow the same
I cannot give their grief a name
Then let me sing, or my heart will break

But to those who found their love
Love known not of the everyday
They shall find a better way
In which their heart endures forever and a day
That I am sure that as I sing
That the lovers are united in everything
Then let me sing for them today

la la la la la la ....

Let me sing or my heart will break