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Lyr Req: Cauld Wind Pipes
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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Cauld Wind Pipes From: Effsee Date: 10 Nov 16 - 01:40 PM Is this it? THINKIN AN DAEAN Atween the blink o' the ee an the harn Atween the seean an the thinkan, time and space whummelt in the swee. Dykes rise, Fields, and rigs nae pleuchd syne, rummel intill the lift. Gowd-licket cloods Aw black staunan aiks, Awe the gap atween seean an thinkan, Thinkan an Daean That oor word micht come Speiritan oot o' thon gap Speiran at the yird an a' its cronies Orr ain word biggit that oo maun tak it An yoakan it, let it flee As the finger lifts an the air Flees oot the chaunter Chaumer pipes for dauncean An War ains for bleedin Auld words for speakan An new words for readan: There's the chink atween thinkan and daean. |
Subject: Lyr Req: Cauld Wind Pipes From: GUEST,dbranno Date: 10 Nov 16 - 08:31 AM I think this is the title of a poem on Hamish Moore's album Cauld Wind Pipes. "Chaumer pipes for dancin', war eens for bleedin' is in there somewhere, but I cannae decipher the whole poem from my old (dubbed) cassette. Can someone familiar with the poem, and the dialect, help me here? |
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