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A Chomaraigh Aoibhinn Ó

Am I Born to Die?

An Ataireachd Ard

An Raibh Tú ag an gCarraig?

Ballad of Accounting

Bata Is Bóthar

Bheadh Buachaillín Deas Ag Síle

Black and White

The Bridge

Bruach Na Carraige Báine

Buile Mo Chroí

Capernaum

Captain Ward

Cathain

Ceann Dubh Dílis

Cúnnla

Cut-Price Hero

Dead Man's Boots

Dirty Old Town

Don Oíche Úd I mBeithil

Donald McGillavry

Éirigh Suas A Stóirín

Faoiseamh

The Flower of Finae

The Four-Loom Weaver

The Ghost of Tom Joad

Glanfaidh Mé

I Was Born For This

John Riley

Le diable et le fermier

Long Way

Máire Bhruinneal

Máire Mhilis Bhrea

Maith Dhom

Mollaí Na gCuach Ní Chuilleanáin

The Moving On Song

Nox Aurumque

Nuvole Bianche

Oíche Fá Fhéil' Bríde

Óró, Sé Do Bheatha 'Bhaile

The Poisonjester's Mask

The Queen of Argyll

Quiet of the Night

Reasonland

Refugee

Resolution Road

Sailor Song

Selkie

Siúbhan Ní Dhuibhir

Sleep

Someone Else's Tomorrow

Sorry

Sovay

Tá Sé 'Na Lá

Tenebrae IV

The Cruel Sister

The Twa Corbies

The Unquiet Grave

White Wind

You and I


Maintained by Scott Zeid.

Black and White

Written by Ewan MacColl

English
The apples ripe upon the bow
the orange on the tree
The hands were black that picked the fruit
for you, but not for me
Diamonds shining in the rock
gleaming white and blue
Ten hours a day in the diamond mines
for me, but not for you
A sea of grass and mountain ranges
beckoning the free
A place to walk with head held high
for you, but not for me
The burning sun of Africa
the sky that's always blue
Apartheid and the pass laws
for me, but not for you
A big land, a rich land
stretched from sea to sea
And all the riches of the earth
for you, but not for me
A big land, a gracious land
a land where old meets new
The bullets fired at Sharpville were
for me, but not for you
You've planted seeds of fear and hate
in all who would be free
At harvest time the fruit will be
for you, and not for me
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