最后再贴几首Nanaimo女声美声合唱(BelCanto Choir)排练录音：   这几首有些不是为预演排练的录音，你们可以听到现场的互动。这就是最后几首，其他的录音是比较初级阶段的排练，有不少讲话，中断，不值得贴了。其实只有5首希伯来歌为了配小提琴才专门搞了预演前的排练，才有比较好的录音。谢谢你们听歌，希望你们继续欣赏！   What I want    http://www.bbsland.org/upload_music/7615616.mp3 What I want is to be blessed, What I want is a cloak of air, The light entering my lungs, my love entering my body.   What I want is to be blessed, What I want is to be aware Of the blessing descending, like the sky  Sliding down the spectrum.  2X What I want is to be blessed,  What I want is to be aware Of the spaces between the stars, To breathe continuously Sources of the sky, A veiled sail moving, my love never setting foot to the dark anvil of earth.   What I want is to be blessed, What I want is a cloak of air, The light entering my lungs, my love entering my body. What I want is to be blessed,  What I want is to be aware Of the blessing descending, like the sky Sliding down the spectrum.

LINDEN LEA

words: William Barnes

tune: Ralph Vaughn Williams

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Within the woodland flow’ry gladed

By the oak tree’s mossy root

The shining grass blade timber shaded

Now do quiver on the foot

And birds do whistle overhead

And water’s bubbling in its bed

And there for me the apple tree

Do lean down low, in Linden Lea.

When leaves that lately were a-springing

Now do fade within the copse

And painted birds do hush their singing

High upon the timber tops,

And brown leaved fruit is turning red,

In cloudless sunshine overhead,

With root for me the apple tree

Do lean down low, in Linden Lea.

Let other folk make money faster

In the air of dark roomed towns.

I do not dread a peevish master

Though no man may heed my frowns

For I be free to go abroad

Or take again my homeward road

To where, for me, the apple tree

Do lean down low, in Linden Lea.

To where, for me, the apple tree

Do lean down low, in Linden Lea.

Pussywillows, Cattails Lyrics

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Pussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses
Rainbows in the woodland, water to my knees
Shivering, quivering, the warm breath of spring
Pussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses

Catbirds and cornfields, daydreams together
Riding on the roadside the dust gets in your eyes
Reveling, disheveling, the summer nights can bring
Pussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses

Slanted rays and colored days, stark blue horizons
Naked limbs and wheat bins, hazy afternoons
Voicing, rejoicing, the wine cups do bring
Pussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses

Harsh nights and candle lights, wood fires a-blazin’
Soft lips and fingertips resting in my soul
Treasuring, remembering, the promise of spring
Pussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses

Scarborough Fair Lyrics

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Are you goin’ to Scarborough Fair?

Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.
Remember me to one who lives there,

 she once was a true love of mine.

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Without no seams nor needlework
Then she’ll be a true love of mine

Tell her to find me an acre of land
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme
Between salt water and the sea strands
Then she’ll be a true love of mine