Майор Вихрь
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Clann Lir - Ye Jacobites by Name
This anti-Jacobite Scottish song exists in several versions and became known primarily thanks to the poet Robert Burns. He wrote his own version of the text, which he found among other folk songs that he collected throughout Scotland. Burns himself did not live to see the Jacobite uprising of 1745-1746. After the defeat of the rebels, many folk songs were composed in support of the Jacobites, but Burns saw it primarily as a tragic fratricidal war and clearly did not have glorious feelings for the heirs of the Jacobite glory, although he sympathized with the Great French Revolution. Clann Lir primarily saw in this song a sincere and sorrowful anti-war appeal - an address to both descendants and to the shadows of the departed rebels. This is exactly how Natalia and Yuri tried to perform it.
This anti-Jacobite Scottish song exists in several versions and became known primarily thanks to the poet Robert Burns. He wrote his own version of the text, which he found among other folk songs that he collected throughout Scotland. Burns himself did not live to see the Jacobite uprising of 1745-1746. After the defeat of the rebels, many folk songs were composed in support of the Jacobites, but Burns saw it primarily as a tragic fratricidal war and clearly did not have glorious feelings for the heirs of the Jacobite glory, although he sympathized with the Great French Revolution. Clann Lir primarily saw in this song a sincere and sorrowful anti-war appeal - an address to both descendants and to the shadows of the departed rebels. This is exactly how Natalia and Yuri tried to perform it.
O God of Earth and Altar,
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
Take away our pride.
G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
Take away our pride.
G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal