Twa Corbies (Two Ravens) is a haunting Scottish folk ballad, first published in a song book in 1611. This version is the best, in my opinion, because of the 'poliphonic' introduction, because the arrangement is great, and because there is a beautiful reed-pipe solo in the end. The text runs approximately as it follows*** (I know the version you're listening to is quite different, but I'm not an English native speaker, so I didn't dare 'correct' the differences relying on what I hear):
As I was walking all alane,
I heard twa corbies making a mane;
The tane unto the t'other say,
'Where sall we gang and dine to-day?'
'In behint yon auld fail dyke,
I wot there lies a new slain knight;
And naebody kens that he lies there,
But his hawk, his hound, and lady fair.
'His hound is to the hunting gane,
His hawk to fetch the wild-fowl hame,
His lady's ta'en another mate,
So we may mak our dinner sweet.
'Ye'll sit on his white hause-bane,
And I'll pike out his bonny blue een;
Wi ae lock o his gowden hair
We'll theek our nest when it grows bare.
'Mony a one for him makes mane,
But nane sall ken where he is gane;
Oer his white banes, when they are bare,
The wind sall blaw for evermair.'
***Source: Wikipedia. For every mistake you'd notice, put the blame on Wiki.
Enjoy. :)
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