Hallo, es gibt ja nun ein paar Witze über uns Bodhranspieler, vielleicht auch ein paar Wahrheiten, aber, wie ich glaube keine Lieder.
Nun habe ich vor einiger zeit mal eins geschrieben, alsoo vorwiegend den Text und will es euch mal vorstellen.
Vielleicht gefällt es ja einem und vielleicht hat auch einer eine Melodie dazu.
Also lest es und meldet euch mal.
Schönen Gruß Karl-Wilhelm
PS.: Das Englisch ist vermutlich ziemlich holprig, aber für nen Trommler reichts wohl
The Bodhran-Players Dream
Karl-Wilhelm Wilke, im September 2011
I am a Bodhran-player
Go down to Paddy’s Bar
There is an Irish session
Where good musicians are.
They ´re sitting in the corner
Whistle, fiddle and guitar
“Oh, you ´re a bodhran-player?!
Better sit down at the bar.”
I look at these musicians
And I think “never mind”
I take my beloved bodhran
And drink 2,3,4 pints
The fiddle starts the session
plays tunes of every kind.
I sit at the bar and listen
Drink for every set a pint.
Suddenly I get tired
My head drops on the bar
-pause-
I’m knockin` on the heavens door
Where holy musicians are
I´m knockin´ like a drummer
Fast and faster, loud
Then I hear an angels voice
Out of the shining clouds
(weibliche Stimme)
Angels are here musicians
With whistle, fiddle, harp
You are a bodhran-player
Better sit down at the bar.
I look at these musicians
And I think “never mind”
I take my beloved bodhran
And drink 2,3,4 pints
I go downstairs in anger
There is an open bar
Inside is a dark band playing
Looking really bizarre
The whistler is the devil
And this is, what he speaks
“We need a bodhran-Player
It`s boring - without beats.”
I look at these musicians
In their firery heat
I take my beloved bodhran
play at a hellish speed
Now i´m the bodhran-player
With hellfire in my eyes
I play on every session
Where I get free pints
Chor weiter:
Now he is the bodhran-player
With hellfire in his eyes.
He’s playing on every session,
Where he gets free pints.
