Vừa phát hiện ra một đĩa CD thật hay, của nhóm Blackmore's Night.
Bạn nào yêu thích rock chắc hẳn cũng thấy hơi "ngờ ngợ" với tên nhóm này. Đúng thế, trụ cột của nhóm không phải ai khác mà chính là tay guitar lead kiệt xuất Ritchie Blackmore của Deep Purple.
Nhóm này gần đây chuyển sang theo thể loại thiên về folk với giọng ca mượt và nhẹ nhàng của Candice Night, qua đó, chúng ta có dịp thưởng thức thêm tài nghệ chơi guitar acoustic tuyệt vời của Blackmore.
Dưới đây là hai bài hát của họ trích trong album Shadow Of The Moon.
http://www.grammy.ru/mp3/BLACKMORE`S NIGHT - shadow Of The Moon.song
http://www.grammy.ru/mp3/BLACKMORE`S NIGHT - ocean Gypsy.song
Shadow Of The Moon
In the shadow of the moon,
She danced in the starlight
Whispering a haunting tune
To the night...
Velvet skirts spun 'round and 'round
Fire in her stare
In the woods without a sound
No one cared...
Through the darkened fields entranced,
Music made her poor heart dance,
Thinking of a lost romance...
Long ago...
Feeling lonely, feeling sad,
She cried in the moonlight.
Driven by a world gone mad
She took flight...
"Feel no sorrow, feel no pain,
Feel no hurt, there's nothing gained...
Only love will then remain,"
She would say.
Shadow of the Moon...
Shadow of the Moon...
Somewhere just beyond the mist
Spirits were seen flying
As the lightning led her way
Through the dark...
Shadow of the Moon..
Ocean Gypsy
Tried to take it all away,
Learn her freedom... just inside a day,
And find her soul to find there fears are laid...
Tried to make her love their own,
They took her love... they left her there,
They gave her nothing back that she would want to own...
Gold and silver rings and stones,
Dances slowly off the moon,
No one else could know, she stands alone...
Sleeping dreams will reach for her,
She can not say the words they need,
She knows she's alone and she is free...
Ocean Gypsy of the moon,
The sun has made a thousand nights for you to hold...
Ocean Gypsy where are you?
The shadows followed by the stars have turned to gold...
Turned to gold...
Then she met a hollow soul,
Filled him with her light and was consoled,
She was the moon and he the sun was gold...
Eyes were blinded with his light...
The sun he gave reflected back the night
The moon was waning, almost out of sight...
Softly Ocean Gypsy calls...
Silence holds the stars a while,
They smile sadly for her where she falls...
Just the time before the dawn,
The sea is hushed the ocean calls her,
Day has taken her and now she's gone...
No one noticed when she died,
Ocean Gypsy shackled to the tide,
The ebbing waves, the turning spreading white...
Something gone within her eyes,
Her fingers, lifeless, stroked the sand,
Her battered soul was lost,
She was abandoned...
Silken threads like wings still shine,
Wind swept pleasures still make patterns in her lovely hair... so dark and fine...
Stands on high beneath the seas, cries no more, her tears have dried...
Ocean weep for her, the ocean sighs...