Fotheringay [Sandy Denny] - Banks of the Nile (1970) скачать видео бесплатно

harmoniabalanza

This is perhaps her best song. It's a masterpiece. The lyrical genius is barely matchedby any song in the folk genre. Poetic grace and grit. History and heartbreak. Much of history IS heartbreak.

Michel Vignères

Easily one of the deepest song of all time.Maybe the only artist those emotional music is in Beethoven and Bach territory .but quite all the world don't know.. and will never know ... sad, very sad

James The Navigator

Folk at it's very best! Beautiful sound around the birth of the seventies era! We miss you Sandy.

houston brown

the best voice I have ever known.

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Foggy Ozarks Robin

wonder if Lorreena McKennitt was influenced by sandy's music. i listened to 'winter' by lindisfarne and wound up here but had never heard of sandy denny or Fairport Convention. wow wow wow! as tragic as alex harvey, perhaps more so.

kenny holbrookkennyfreeway

The Banks of The Nile, Falklands, Iraq, Afghanistan, the same story for all Military wives & Girlfriends even today.

JP strip the soul

#folkrock FOTHERINGAY

Paul Lavan

THE best vocal. I love you, Sandy.

Alfredo Mazzacurati

thanks Sandy for the never ending emotions your voice and soul gave to me

Bill Madison

My favorite!!!

LaMax61auc

SANDY & TREVOR I'll love you forever.

terri purcell

Oh we lost something special the day Sandy Denny was taken from us, what a voic, thank you for the honour 

Portcullis

I hope my previous post still makes sense with all those annoying, random letter A's that appeared-something to do with uneven spaces between words I think!

Portcullis

How many eight minute songs do you hear that leave you wishing they were twice as long? This has everything-melancholy, sadness, pathos, bitterness, anger and a resignation to one's fate- interpreted and portrayed to perfection by a wonderful singer at her peak.Credit to the band for the perfect accompaniment and leaving the space for that sublime voice to be heard. 

Maurizio Greco

un gran buongiorno alla community ed alla musica certamente un antidoto contro la pioggia

David Graham Scott

really dig this one man

José Gonçalves

Oh hark! The drums do beat, my love, no longer can we stay! The bugle-horns are sounding clear, and we must march away. We're ordered down to Portsmouth, and it's many’s the weary mile. To join the British army on the banks of the Nile. Oh Willie, dearest Willie! Don't leave me here to mourn. Don't make me curse and rue the day that ever I was born. For the parting of our love would be like parting with my life. So stay at home, my dearest love, and I will be your wife. Oh my Nancy, dearest Nancy! Sure that will never do. The Government has ordered, and we are bound to go. The Government has ordered, and the Queen she gives command. And I am bound on oath, my love, to serve in a foreign land. Oh, but I'll cut off my yellow hair, and I'll go along with you. I'll dress myself in uniform, and I'll see Egypt too. I'll march beneath your banner while fortune it do smile, And we'll comfort one another on the banks of the Nile. But your waist it is too slender, and your fingers they are too small. And the sultry suns of Egypt your rosy cheeks would spoil. Where the cannons they do rattle, when the bullets they do fly, And the silver trumpets sound so loud to hide the dismal cries. Oh, cursed be those cruel wars, that ever they began! For they have robbed our country of many’s the handsome man. They've robbed us of our sweethearts, while their bodies they feed the lions, On the dry and sandy deserts which are the banks of the Nile... ...........:)O(:........... 

Charles Chandler

Oh hark! The drums do beat, my love, no longer can we stay! The bugle-horns are sounding clear, and we must march away. We're ordered down to Portsmouth, and it's many’s the weary mile. To join the British army on the banks of the Nile. Oh Willie, dearest Willie! Don't leave me here to mourn. Don't make me curse and rue the day that ever I was born. For the parting of our love would be like parting with my life. So stay at home, my dearest love, and I will be your wife. Oh my Nancy, dearest Nancy! Sure that will never do. The Government has ordered, and we are bound to go. The Government has ordered, and the Queen she gives command. And I am bound on oath, my love, to serve in a foreign land. Oh, but I'll cut off my yellow hair, and I'll go along with you. I'll dress myself in uniform, and I'll see Egypt too. I'll march beneath your banner while fortune it do smile, And we'll comfort one another on the banks of the Nile. But your waist it is too slender, and your fingers they are too small. And the sultry suns of Egypt your rosy cheeks would spoil. Where the cannons they do rattle, when the bullets they do fly, And the silver trumpets sound so loud to hide the dismal cries. Oh, cursed be those cruel wars, that ever they began! For they have robbed our country of many’s the handsome man. They've robbed us of our sweethearts, while their bodies they feed the lions, On the dry and sandy deserts which are the banks of the Nile... ...........:)O(:........... 

chris ott

her voice goes in n stays , zanies...haunting and beyond words

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