Capercaillie - Coisich A Ruin
Capercaillie - это основанная в восмидесятых шотландская группа. Территориально они из Аргейла, что в западной Шотландии. Поют на гэльском, делают переложения традиционных песен на современные инструменты, сочетая и то, и другое. Записали 17 альбомов и там есть, что послушать =)
И про Аргейл, раз уж графство вспомнилось.
Silly Wizard - The Queen of Argyll. Великая песня великих шотландцев.
Gentlemen it is my duty
To inform you of one beauty
Though I`d ask of you a favour
Not to seek her for a while
Though I own she is a creature
Of character and feature
No words can paint the picture of
The Queen of all Argyll
And if you could have seen her there
Boys if you had just been there
The swan was in her movement
and the morning in her smile
All the roses in the garden
they bow and ask her pardon
For not one can match the beauty
of the Queen of all Argyll
On the evening that I mention
I passed with light intention
Through a part of our dear country
Known for beauty and for style
Being a place of noble thinkers
Of scholars and great drinkers
But above them all for splendor
shone the Queen of all Argyll
And if you could have seen her there
Boys if you had just been there
The swan was in her movement
and the morning in her smile
All the roses in the garden
they bow and ask her pardon
For not one can match the beauty
of the Queen of all Argyll
So my lads I needs must leave you
My intentions no`to grieve you
Nor indeed would I deceive you
Oh I`ll see you in a while
I must find some way to gain her
To court her and retain her
I fear my heart`s in danger
From the Queen of all Argyll
And if you could have seen her there
Boys if you had just been there
The swan was in her movement
and the morning in her smile
All the roses in the garden
they bow and ask her pardon
For not one can match the beauty
of the Queen of all Argyll
To inform you of one beauty
Though I`d ask of you a favour
Not to seek her for a while
Though I own she is a creature
Of character and feature
No words can paint the picture of
The Queen of all Argyll
And if you could have seen her there
Boys if you had just been there
The swan was in her movement
and the morning in her smile
All the roses in the garden
they bow and ask her pardon
For not one can match the beauty
of the Queen of all Argyll
On the evening that I mention
I passed with light intention
Through a part of our dear country
Known for beauty and for style
Being a place of noble thinkers
Of scholars and great drinkers
But above them all for splendor
shone the Queen of all Argyll
And if you could have seen her there
Boys if you had just been there
The swan was in her movement
and the morning in her smile
All the roses in the garden
they bow and ask her pardon
For not one can match the beauty
of the Queen of all Argyll
So my lads I needs must leave you
My intentions no`to grieve you
Nor indeed would I deceive you
Oh I`ll see you in a while
I must find some way to gain her
To court her and retain her
I fear my heart`s in danger
From the Queen of all Argyll
And if you could have seen her there
Boys if you had just been there
The swan was in her movement
and the morning in her smile
All the roses in the garden
they bow and ask her pardon
For not one can match the beauty
of the Queen of all Argyll