En 1995 Loreena editó un mini álbum llamado, "A winter garden: Five songs from the season". Y en 2008 lo convirtió en un álbum, añadiendo 8 canciones, más y versionando "God rest ye merry gentleman", con un comienzo, vocal del músico argelino, Abderrahmane Abdelli, siendo el resto del tema exactamente igual, que en "A winter garden: Five songs from the season".
Nuestra primera parada es "The holly and the ivy".
La wikipedia, nos ilustra, como siempre, sobre dicho villancico.
" ´The holly and the ivy´ es un Villancico tradicional inglés. El villancico contiene imágenes cristianas y paganas entremezcladas, con acebo e hiedra que representa símbolos de fertilidad paganos. El acebo y la hiedra han sido el pilar de la decoración de Navidad inglesa para el uso de iglesia desde al menos quince y dieciséis siglos, cuando ellos son mencionados con regularidad en las cuentas de los coadjutores (Roud 2004). El acebo y la hiedra también calculan en el poema lírico "Sans Day Carol". La música y la mayor parte del texto fueron primero publicados por Cecil Sharp. Sir Henry Walford Davies escribió un arreglo coral popular que a menudo es realizado en el Festival of Nine Lessons and Carols y por coros alrededor del mundo."
Os dejo, con la letra y un vídeo del tema.
Besitos navideños, y nos vemos en "Un flambeau, Jeannette, Isabelle".
THE HOLLY AND THE IVY
Music: Loreena McKennitt
Lyric: Traditional adapted by Loreena McKennitt
Lyric: Traditional adapted by Loreena McKennitt
The holly and the ivy
When they are full grown,
Of all the trees in the wood
The holly bears the crown.
The rising of the sun
The running of the deer,
The playing of the organ
Sweet singing in the choir.
The holly wears a blossom
As white as any flower,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
To be our Saviour.
The rising of the sun,
The running of the deer,
The playing of the organ,
Sweet singing in the choir.
The holly bears a berry
As red as any blood,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
To do sinners good.
The rising of the sun,
The running of the deer,
The playing of the organ,
Sweet singing in the choir.
The holly bears a prickle
As sharp as any thorn,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
On Christmas Day in the morn.
The rising of the sun,
The running of the deer,
The playing of the organ,
Sweet singing in the choir.
The holly bears a bark
As bitter as any gall,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,
To redeem us all.
The rising of the sun,
The running of the deer,
The playing of the organ,
Sweet singing in the choir.
The holly and the ivy,
When they are full grown,
Of all the trees in the wood,
The holly bears the crown.
The rising of the sun,
The running of the deer,
The playing of the organ,
Sweet singing in the choir.
When they are full grown,
Of all the trees in the wood
The holly bears the crown.
The rising of the sun
The running of the deer,
The playing of the organ
Sweet singing in the choir.
The holly wears a blossom
As white as any flower,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
To be our Saviour.
The rising of the sun,
The running of the deer,
The playing of the organ,
Sweet singing in the choir.
The holly bears a berry
As red as any blood,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
To do sinners good.
The rising of the sun,
The running of the deer,
The playing of the organ,
Sweet singing in the choir.
The holly bears a prickle
As sharp as any thorn,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ
On Christmas Day in the morn.
The rising of the sun,
The running of the deer,
The playing of the organ,
Sweet singing in the choir.
The holly bears a bark
As bitter as any gall,
And Mary bore sweet Jesus Christ,
To redeem us all.
The rising of the sun,
The running of the deer,
The playing of the organ,
Sweet singing in the choir.
The holly and the ivy,
When they are full grown,
Of all the trees in the wood,
The holly bears the crown.
The rising of the sun,
The running of the deer,
The playing of the organ,
Sweet singing in the choir.
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