This is my arrangement of the trad. song "The Cruel Sister" (Northumbrian Ballad).
Audio recording made via stereo pickups in harp and voc microphone, one take.
Please listen with headphones for best sound!
The harp I play here is the 35 string rosewood Celtic Harp (harpe celtique, keltische Harfe)
"Manjula", made by Frank Sievert (http://www.sievert-harps.de )
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The Cruel Sister - Lyrics -
There lived a lady by the North Sea shore.
Lay the bent to the bonnie broom
Two daughters were the babes she bore.
Fa la la la la la la la la la
As one grew bright as is the sun,
so coal black grew the other one.
A knight came riding to the lady's door.
He'd travelled far to be their wooer.
He courted one with gloves and rings,
but loved the other above all things.
Oh sister will you go with me
to watch the ships sail on the sea?
And as they stood on the windy shore,
the dark girl threw her sister o'er.
Sometimes she sank, sometimes she swam,
crying "sister, reach to me your hand.
"It's your truelove I'll have and more,
but thou shalt never come ashore."
And there she floated like a swan.
The salt sea bore her body on.
Two minstrels walked along the strand
and saw the maiden float to land.
They made a harp of her breast bone
whose sound would melt a heart of stone.
They took three locks of her yellow hair
and with them strung the harp so rare.
They went into her father's hall
to play the harp before them all.
The first string sang a doleful sound;
The bride her younger sister drowned.
The second string as that they tried,
in terror sits the black-haired bride.
The third string sang beneath their bow,
and surely now her tears will flow