Irish Airs for Solo Cello

by Ilse de Ziah

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This new collection of Irish melodies, arranged for cello by Ilse de Ziah, is a joy. Here we have ten airs, some well-known, others waiting to be discovered, but all singing gloriously in their new raiment.

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released September 9, 2010

arranged by Ilse de Ziah
performed by Ilse de Ziah, cello

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Track Name: Carrickfergus
I wish I was in Carrickfergus,
only for nights in Ballygran
I would swim over the deepest ocean,
the deepest ocean for my love to find
Track Name: Down by the Sally Gardens
Down by the sally gardens my love and I did meet;
She passed the sally 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 tears.
Track Name: Eamonn a' Chnuic
Dark is the evening, and silent the hour,
Who is the minstrel by yonder lone tower?
His harp all so tenderly touching with skill;
Oh, who should it be, but Ned of the Hill?
Who sings, “Lady Love, come to me now,
Come and live merrily under the bough,
And I'll pillow thy head,
Where the fairies tread,
If thou wilt but wed with Ned of the Hill!"

Ned of the Hill has no castle nor hall,
Nor spearmen nor bowmen to come at his call;
But one little archer, of exquisite skill,
Has shot a bright shaft for Ned of the Hill,
Who sings, “Lady Love, come to me now,
Come and live merrily under the bough,
And I'll pillow thy head,
Where the fairies tread,
If thou wilt but wed with Ned of the Hill!"

'Tis hard to escape from that fair lady's bower,
For high is the window, and guarded the tower ;
"But there's always a way where there is a will"
So Ellen is off with Ned of the Hill!
Who sings, “Lady Love, thou art mine now!
We will live merrily under the bough,
And I'll pillow thy head,
Where the fairies tread,
For Ellen is wed to Ned of the Hill!"
Lyrics from "Songs and Ballads," by Samuel Lover
Track Name: A Stór Mo Chroí
A Stór Mo Chroí, when you're far away
From the home that you’ll soon be leaving,
It's many a time by night and by day
When your heart will be sorely grieving.
For the stranger's land may be bright and fair,
Rich in its treasures golden.
You'll pine, I know, for days long, long ago
and the one that is never olden.
A Stór Mo Chroí, in the stranger's land
there is plenty of wealth and wailing.
Where gems adorn the great and the grand
there are faces with hunger paling.
When the road is tiresome, and hard to tread
and the lights of their cities blind you.
Oh you’ll turn a stór to Erin's shore
and the one that you leave behind you.
A Stór Mo Chroí, when the evening mist
Over mountain and sea is falling
Oh turn a stór and then you list
and maybe you'll hear me calling.
For the sound of a voice you will surely miss
Somebody speedily returning.
A ruin, a ruin won’t you come back soon
to the one who will always love you.