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05/02/12 : 5 ways I use to build a song melody
I've write a post about how I play music.
[ Read the full post here ]
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05/02/12 : New song free download
I'm pleased to let you know my new song "Foeter Breizh" (Breton Wanderer) is
available for free download here :
[ download ]
You will download a folder including : the song, an instrumental track, lyrics & translations (Breton, french, english, welsh)
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12/15/11 : Redadeg 2012 anthem:
Dom has been asked to write the Redadeg 2012 anthem, the song "Foeter Breizh" in breton language (Brittany trotter) and video clip will be release 4th February. [ Read more ]
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12/15/11 : My post about my december Uk tour is now online:
Hi all ! My Uk tour is now finished. It was great. I Landed in London on Monday 5th dec, my heavy bag and guitar following me, jumping from plane to train, [ Read more ]
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11/08/11 : A new blog post as been send :
In studio, facing the island of Molène
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09/26/11 : Cds :
CDs are available by mail-order from this website, along with nearly all Dom's back catalogue. Access by "Shop" in the menu. You can choose also your online digital shop ont the player.
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09/26/11 : Redadeg :
Dom is actually in studio working on a new single. This song will be the 2012 Redadeg anthem. Redadeg (race relay in breton) is an event wich put breton language under the spots for one week. Riding around Brittany for 1500 kms, this relay raises money for breton cultural and schools projects. The idea was inspired by Basque race "Korrika". Every year a song is celebrating the event. A video clip is also in the pipeline.
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08/09/11 : There is a new vidéo in YouTube channel:
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21/06/11 : Reviews & ITV :
There's another Roc'h review in german magazine Folker, and an interview in Taplas Uk music magazine latest issue.
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21/06/11 : New blog post OLD GEAR :
You can read it : Blog.
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15/05/11 : Mobile site :
You can access the website on your mobile now by clicking Mobile.
here is the code : It's free, so grab it to stay connected with blog posts and tweets, find tour dates in your area and then share them with your friends, stream full songs, watch videos and more!
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21/04/11 : TEBEO TV :
Thursday 2th, Dom is playing 6:30 pm , live acoustic in
the TalkShow Tebeo TV And then 8:30 pm,
Braveheart in breton (subtitles in french). Dom is also dubbing this brilliant story.
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25/02/11 : Brythonics: Dom DufF-Andy Jones-Colm
O'Snodaigh
We will play the show "Brythonics" @ CC Amzer nevez Ploemeur (Brittany). The purpose is about brythonics tales, stories in breton, welsh and english.
Dom DufF : vox, guitars
Andy Jones : vox, guitar, cittern
Colm O'Snodaigh : vox, flute, percussions
+ dom DufF band.
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14/02/11 : Telegramme
daily newspaper awards :
Vote for the album ROC'H here by cliking the link.
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14/01/11 : DVD St Patrick
@ Paris Bercy 2010 :
It is now available and you can purchase @ Coop Breizh shop. Featuring Dom Duff, Lunasa, Soldat Louis, Bagad
Locoal Mendon, Pat O'May, Gilles Servat, Samuel Le henanff, Hevia, Pascal Lamour, Louise Ebrel.
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Dom Duff is one of the most exciting and innovative musicians from Brittany, much sought after as a studio and concert guitarist and singer. He is also a wonderful singer-songwriter who started solo in 2000, after being driving force the infamous band Diwall. He spent his childhood in nearby bro Bagan (Pagan County), a coastal area by the Channel sea on the north-west coast of Brittany, close to Roscoff, and, like his parents, speaks breton language fluently.
Crossing breton influences and great guitar licks, all releases are in a cutting edge production.
The new album ROC'H, is in a complete studio mode. It contains a repertoire of refreshing unusual songs inspired by or adopted from his native breton culture. Blending great breton guitar licks, fiddle, mandolin, banjo, words, rythms, melody with folk/rock energy. The result is inventive and no doubt something that falls into the rabidly developing category of "power folk".
"...when Dom sings his breton language, it sounds like an international one." Ouest-France.
"I love those people who are revitalising breton music. Dom DufF for example is very personable, his music comes from the heart." Alan
Stivell.Breton Magazine 08/06.
Awards & Nominations :
- Best first breton album 2004 "Breton products association"
album "Straed an Amann"
- "Coup de coeur" daily newspaper LE TELEGRAMME 2004
album "Straed an Amann"
- "Coup de coeur" Trad Magazine 2004
album "Straed an Amann"
- "Coup de coeur" Trad Magazine 2008
album "Lagan"
- Best breton album 2009 FRANCE 3 TV
album [e-unan]
- "West Talent" daily breton newspaper OUEST-FRANCE 2009
album [e-unan]
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album Roc'h 2010 - Studio 15 €
album [e-unan] 2008 - Solo Live 10 €
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AELIG GWENN : Brezhoneg - Nederlands - Cymraeg - Gaeilge - ÍslenskaAVEL DIT : Brezhoneg - Francais - English
C'HWEZH KERLOSKET : Brezhoneg - English
HEI ! SONER : Nederlands - KAN AN AWEN : Brezhoneg - English - Francais LAOUEN : Brezhoneg - English - Nederlands - Cymraeg - Francais ROC'H : Brezhoneg - English - Nederlands - Francais TELEMAKAEZH : Brezhoneg - English - Francais TEUZ AR RE DIANKET : Brezhoneg - English - Francais -Nederlands YEC'HED MAT : Brezhoneg - English - Francais_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________
AELIG GWENNUn aelig gwenn, zo kludet War ma skoaz kleiz
Ma c'hwezh war he diouaskell, 'n eus dihunet nezhi.
Digor he daoulagad, D'am sellet ken splann,
Loc'het hor c'halon, War an daoulamm.
Lamm, Da galon ha pa gari
From, Da groc'henn ha pa c'hwezhi !
Daeroù c'whek Garam Masala, Gant ma re o parañ,
Kridienn hor c'horf fraoñval, Gleb teil hor c'hroc'hen.
Un deiz bennak, 'N em zihunimp beure mat
Bemdeiz ha bemnoz, Yaouank ha kozh !
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ENGELTJE BLOND(translation Jan Deloof)
Engeltje blond rust op, Mijn linkerschouder.
Mijn adem op haar vleugels, Heeft haar zacht gewekt.
Ze opende de ogen wijd, En keek mij helder aan,
Het was alsof ons hart Bevrijd op hol zou slaan.
Klop, Want je hart gaat regeren,
Tril, Want je huid gaat begeren !
De hete tranen van Garam Masala, Die mee in míjn tranen blinken,
De rilling van ons lijf dat bloeit, De klamheid van ons vel dat broeit.
In het vroege morgengoud, Zullen we steeds fel ontwaken
Elke dag en elke nacht, Al zijn we jong, al zijn we oud !
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ANGYLES WEN
(Translation Rhisiart Hincks)
Angyles wen a glwydodd, Ar f’ysgwydd chwith.
A bu i’m hanadl arni Ei dihuno o’i chwsg.
Agorodd ei dau lygad Edrych arnaf i,
Nes i’n dwy galon Uno mewn cân.
Ras Dwy galon, wrth it syllu,
Ias wrth dy deimlo di ’nawr!
Peraidd, poeth Garam Masala, Mae fy llygaid arnat.
Gwefr ysgryd ddaw yn ysol, Ein cyrff yn chwysu.
Ryw ddydd a ddaw, Gyda’n gilydd y deffrown
Bob bore a phob nos, Ddyddiau ein hoes!
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AINGEAL BAN
(Translation Eamon O'Ciosain)
Aingeal bán a thuirling, Ar mo ghualainn chlé
Mo chuid allais ar a sciatháin, Is ea dhúisigh í.
Dhá shúil ar leathadh, 'Féachaint orm chomh glé
Ár gcroíthe ag preabadh, Ar a seanléim
Léim, A chroí más mian leat
Tocht, Do chraiceann is tú ag sileadh
Deora milse spíosraithe/Garam Masala, Ag meascadh le mo chuid-se
Crith ár gcolainn ag pléascadh, Ár gcraiceann báite
Lá breá éigin, Dúiseoidh mé ar maidin go moch
Gach lá is gach oíche, Aosta is óg
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LÍTILL HVÍTUR ENGILL
(Translation Ólöf Pétursdóttir)
Hvítur engill situr, mér á vinstri öxl
Ég anda á englavængi, og ekki vaknar hann
Opin eru augu, og þar sé ég svo glöggt
að hjörtu okkar beggja, taka undir sig stökk.
Stekkur, hjartað við að elska
Hrekkur, við angan hörunds þíns
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AVEL DIT
Betek-hen e oamp en un neizh,
Betek-hen chomet omp souchet,
Betek-hen... 'tek da nijadenn
Hep tamm keuz, tres da roudoù
Kit pelloc'h da brenañ botoù
Taol evezh gant da vuhez,
Avel dit ! Avel dit ! Avel dit !
war zu Bilbao
Pe tommder Maroko
Uhelder Caledonia
Straedoù Varsovia
Sterioù Kodari
Freuzioù Nagazaki
Tavarnioù kreiz-kêr Roazhon,
Trouzioù kêrbenn Hong Kong !
Diwall d'ar poan benn
ha kaoc'h, 'm eus anken ...
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FAREWELL
'til now, we were nestling
Until now, we were hugging
Until now... until your flight,
Fare thee well!
Without regret, plan your route
Go elsewhere to buy your shoes
Good luck, little one
Fare thee well!
Off to Bilbao,
The heat of Morocco,
The highlands of Caledonia,
The streets of Warsaw,
The rivers of Kodari,
The tumult of Nagasaki,
The taverns of Roazhon,
The noise of Hong Kong.
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C'HWEZH KERLOSKET
Gant e daol-mouezh lijer en e c'henou
E votoù ler 'vit an hentoù,
An den a red dindan al loar,
Kazel kazel gant e skeud w 'n douar.
Abaoe 'm eus kuitaet ma bro karet,
Ba 'n tu all da lec'h anv Budapest,
Kollet on bet war an hentoù,
Etre kêr Drakula ha menezioù.
Sikourit ac'hanon, mar plij, paotred,
Da kaout un doenn 'vit ma c'hroc'hen!
Souchet 'm eus ma fenn dirak bleizi,
Roet d'in ur fuzuilh da lazhañ-i
Bremañ 'm aint atav aze
Ha mistri an douar int adarre.
Sikourit ac'hanon, c'hwi tud an noz,
Da glask un doenn 'vit ma repoz!
Ma c'hontre kaezh zo ken kras
'vel tali peñseet war an traezh
Taolet gant lanv war an aot pras
O ma zudoù kaezh, pelec'h emaoc'h c'hoas ?
enoeet on atav war an hentoù
Hep bezañ seder gant ma zudoù
'Maon o redek, war-lerc'h n'ouzon ket petra
Hag eus c'hwezh Kerlosket 'm bez soñj atav!
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BURNT SMELL
Little accent in his mouth, leasures shoes for the road
the guy runs through the dark night
His shadow on the soil.
"since I've left my dear country, near Budapest,
I've been lost on the roads, from Dracula town towards the mountains,
I need help, please, a rough coin for my skin,
Hidden my head front of the wolves,
They give me a gun to shoot them!
Now there still here and there, masters again !
My poor land is down, it's seaweed lying the sands,
I'm running, 'don't know why, remembering again,
burnt smell.
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HEE, SPEELMAN
(Translation Jan Deloof)
Speelman, blaas de doedelzak,
Speelman, blaas in schuur en zaal.
Tokkel op een harp en geef ‘m van katoen,
Blaas met kracht en zing je moeders taal.
Zanger, je stem klinkt suikerzoet,
Zanger, zing scherp het woord dat zit!
Hee, dichter, spreek ons van de liefde,
Leg ons de liefde uit van a tot z.
Hee, danser, luister naar de zang,
sla je armen op, sta dan weer stil
en stamp de vloer; stof aan je voet.
Láát je leven even, ’t is maar een gril.
Drummer, timmer op het vel,
Drummer, trommel het tot pap!
Slag op slag en altijd harder,
Eigen ritmes in je vaste stap.
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KAN AN AWEN
Daoust ha klevet 'peus bet anv,
Deus Kan an Awen ?
A c'hwezhe warnomp e miz Even
A c'hwezhe da groc'hen.
Awen ro dimp skrijadenn vras
C'hoant karantez, c'hwezh, al liv, ar blaz
Gwad a sav er gwez, nerzh an amzer
Taolomp hor pouez dindan ar sioulder.
Ruilhomp hor c'horfoù war al leton,
Pe harpomp ouzh ar voger dirazomp
Santet 'peus flouradenn an Awen
Awen Mezheven o tremen
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MUSE ' SONG
Do you know the song of the Muse
The one that fired us in June
The one that fired your skin ?
Muse, give us the great thrill,
the desire for love, for breath, for colours, for taste.
The sap rises in the trees
Let us stuck our bodies in silence
Let us roll the grass
Or let's lean against this wall.
Have you heard about the song of the Muse,
the Muse of June who goes by
And goes by again.
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CHANT DE LA MUSE
As tu entendu parler
Du chant de la Muse ?
Qui nous enflammait en Juin,
Qui soufflait sur ta peau.
Muse, donne-nous le grand frisson,
Envie d'amour, de souffle, de couleurs, de goût,
Comme le sang de la nature monte aux arbres,
Allongeons nos corps sous le silence.
Roulons nous dans les herbes grasses,
Ou adossons-nous à ce mur,
As-tu eu vent du chant de la Muse,
La Muse de Juin qui passe et repasse.
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LAOUEN
Me garfe me bezañ laouen 'vel ur marc'h war ar plouz,
Me garfe me bezañ laouen 'vel un ormel 'foñs an dour.
Me garfe me bezañ laouen 'vel ar bouloù tost d'ar voulig,
Pe laouen 'vel ar fars, ar fars gant e lipig .
Me garfe me bezañ laouen 'vel ar c'haz e toull al logod,
Pe laouen 'vel an diaoulez, he c'haz 'foñs he chakod .
Me garfe me bezañ laouen 'vel ar bombard kanañ uhel,
Pe laouen 'vel ar binoiu ouellañ gant e zutell !
Laouen e vin war uhelder ar menez,
E-touez an erc'h bamañ Penn ar Bed,
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HAPPY
I want to be happy like the horse in the straw,
And again like the abalone in the depths.
I want to be happy like the ball near the pin,
And again like the stew and its sauce.
I want to be happy like the cat in the mousehole,
Just like the she-devil, her feline in pocket.
I want to be happy like the bombarde's shrill song,
Just like the biniou, with his blaring pipes.
And I will be happy, on the heights of Arrée,
Under this snow, glorifying this tip of the world,
And again fulfilled when like the sea,
I storm with rage, sending waves crashing against the shore.
I want to be happy like the boy who exhausts himself dancing,
or like the girl, face turned to the West.
I want to be happy, like Jakez Kroc'hen and his dominos,
Deceiving Sire Bimbochet, who ruins himself gambling.
I want to be happy like the weathercock at the tip of the steeple,
Admiring his beautiful land from the summits of Barnenez to Gavrinis.
I want to be happy like the chests of women dancing the plinn,
up and down : erotic Brittany!
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BLIJ
(Translation Jan Deloof)
ik zou blij willen zijn als een paard met zijn haver
ik zou blij willen zijn als een lam in de klaver
ik zou blij willen zijn als de bal in het net
of blij als de biefstuk met frietjes op tafel gezet
ik zou blij willen zijn als een kat met een muis
vof blij als een heks met haar kat in haar huis
ik zou blij willen zijn als een bombarde die piept
of blij als een biniou die welgedaan kriept
blij zal ik zijn bij de Tiegemse bron
in de sneeuw de regen de zon
blij zal ik zijn op de Nieuwpoortse pier
met baren die vechten van louter plezier
vik zou blij willen zijn als de jongen die swingt
of blij als het meisje dat Kowlier-liedjes zingt
ik zou blij willen zijn als Pallieter die smult
en kijkt hoe die Boorman zijn slachtoffers kult v
ik zou blij willen zijn als de haan op de spits
die kijkt over ’t prachtige land rondom Gits
ik zou blij willen zijn als dansende tieten
klinken op Vlaandren en volop genieten
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LLAWEN
(translation Rhisiart Hinks)
Fe garwn fod yn llawen, fel ceffyl yn prancio’n ffri,
Fe garwn fod yn llawen, fel cragen o dan y lli’.
Fe garwn fod yn llawen, fel pêl yn sboncio mewn i’r gôl,
Neu’n llon fel ffars a grefi, neu fenyn a chaws mewn rôl.
Fe garwn fod yn llawen, fel y gath yn hel mewn llwyn,
Yn llawen fel hen reibes, dros ei chrochan yn gwneud swyn.
Fe garwn fod yn llawen, fel bombard yn seinio’n glir,
Yn llawen fel y pibau, yn diasbedain drwy’r tir.
O, dyna lawen fyddaf, yn crwydro’r mynyddoedd mawr,
A thrwch o eira tawel, yn tywynnu ar y llawr.
O, dyna lawen fyddaf, ar fordaith drwy wynt a glaw,
A’r tonnau ffrochwyllt ffyrnig, yn udo fel blaidd, heb daw.
Fe garwn fod yn llawen, dawnsio hyd yr oriau mân,
Neu’n llawen fel merch alltud, wedi cyrraedd Llydaw lân.
Yn llawen fel y gwladwr, mewn bwthyn bach twt a chlyd,
Sy’n gweld y gwŷr mawr llwgwr, yn colli eu pres i gyd.
Yn llon fel ceiliog gwynt gloyw, yn troelli ar frig y to,
Gan syllu, wedi ei hudo, dros ehangder glas ei fro.
Yn llon fel bronn au merched dlos, yn siglo i lawr a lan,
Fy Llydaw’n wlad erotig, bronnau merched ym mhob man !
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HEUREUX
je voudrais être heureux comme l'étalon sur la paille,
Et tout autant que l'ormeau au fond de l'eau.
Je voudrais être heureux comme la boule près du cochonnet,
Et tout autant que le far et sa farce.
Je voudrais être heureux comme le chat dans le trou de souris,
Tout autant que la diablesse, son félin dans la poche.
Je voudrais être heureux comme la bombarde chante haut,
Tout comme le biniou, et son bourdon hurlant.
Et je serai heureux, sur les hauteurs d'Arrée,
Sous cette neige, exaltant le bout du monde,
Et encore comblé lorsque sur l'océan,
Je claquerai de rage, les vagues du rivage.
je voudrais être heureux comme le gars qui s'éreinte à la danse,
ou comme cette fille, tournée vers l'Ouest.
Je voudrais être heureux, comme Jakez Kroc'hen et ses dominos,
Se moquant du Sieur Bimbochet, qui se ruine au casino.
Je voudrais être heureux comme le coq au sommet du clocher,
Admirant son beau pays du kern de Barnenez à celui de Gavrinis.
Je voudrais être heureux comme les poitines des femmes dansant le plinn,
de haut en bas : Bretagne érotique !
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ROC'H
Roc'h, karreg, roc'h, maen,
Roc'h, kerreg, reier, mein.
Mil pemp kant daou ha tregont, Un tu bennak a-hont,
Eizh kant pemp ha daou-ugent, Bev tevenn ? Frouden ?,
Deus pelec'h e teu ? Ar mell korf maen mañ ?
Deus pelec'h e teu, ar roc'h mañ.
"Kev al Louarn", "Pil ar Vran","Roc'h Maen Goubarzh"
"Karreg Hir", "Kador Lan" Lan, Lan, Lan Lan
Deus pelec'h e teu ? Ar mell korf maen mañ ?
Deus pelec'h e teu ? Ar roc'h mañ.
E mil nav c'hant pevarzek, Tal tal "Tal an ifern",
Mein ar bleiz ? hag ? ar Gazeg ? "Mein al Laou"
Deus pelec'h e teu ? "Roc'h Paotred ar Zabad"
Deus pelec'h e teu, ar roc'h mañ
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ROCK
Rock, boulder, crag, stone
rock, boulder, pebbles, stones
In 1532, somewhere there,
845, the "Caprice" dune is alive,
From where comes this bulging mass?
Where did it come from?
"Fox Cavern", "Crow Point",
"Stony Goubarzh Coast"
"Long Stone", "John's Chair"
Where did these rocks come from.
In 1914, "Hell's Brow",
"Tall Stones", "White Head"
"stone Mound"
Where did it come from ?
"Fairy Stone", "Flat Passage"
"Wolf Stone", "The Mare"
"Louse stone", "Celeste Mound"
Where did it come from ?
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ROTS
1532: Bretagne wordt bij Frankrijk ingelijfd
845: Nevenoe verslaat de Franken bij Redon
1914: De Groote Oorlog, zo noodlottig voor Bretagne
Rots, rotsblok, rots, klip,
Rots, blokken, rotsen, klippen.
Vijftienhonderd tweeëndertig,
Ergens in de verte,
Achthonderd vijfenveertig,
Grillig de rotswand die leeft.
Waar komt het vandaan?
Dit onmetelijke blok?
Waar komt het vandaan, dit blok?
‘Vossenhol’, ‘Ravenpiek’,
‘Steilte van de Keien’,
‘Lange Steen’, ‘Stoel van Jan’,
Jan Jan Jan Jan Jan
Waar komt het vandaan?
Dit onmetelijke blok?
Waar komt het vandaan, dit blok?
Negentien veertien,
Bakkes, ‘Bakkes van de Hel’,
‘Wolvensteen’ en ‘Hakkenei’,
‘Luizenklip’.
Waar komt het vandaan?
‘Rotsblok van de Trollen’.
Waar komt het vandaan, dit blok?
Rots, rotsblok, rots, klip,
Rots, blokken, rotsen, klippen.
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ROCHE
Roc, roche, caillou, pierres.
En 1532, là-bas quelque part,
En 845, la dune "Caprice" est vivante,
D'où vient cette roche ventrue ?
D'où vient-elle ?
"Caverne du Renard", "Pointe du corbeau",
"Roche caillouteuse Goubarzh",
"Pierre Longue", "Chaise de Jean"
D'où vient cette roche ?
En 1914, "Front de l' Enfer",
D'où vient-elle ?
"Pierre aux Loups", "La Jument"
"Pierre aux Poux", "Butte Céleste"
D'où vient-elle ?
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TELEMAKAEZH
Me ar morian Telemakaezh , Maget war ar maez Santo-Domingo
Pennasket on bet war an traezh Bourzh al lestr Cumberland divalav
Al lec'h, ur mizvezh yenn hag hir Gwalgasset ar vag, diaes dezhi
Ha me morian daonet hag an dir Treuzet hon eus ar mor ledan.
Ha me Telemakaezh, ha neuz Gwad ha deroù, koulskoude
War añv ar glav, War añv ma re, Ul lakez du-pod a-zoare
Rak ar c'humberland 'zo drailhet, Etrezek Eussa e Mor-Breizh
Bourzh ur vag gall, ha me strinket, E Gorre-Leon en e greizh.
Ba prajeier e Plouenan, Druz ha sioul, ma bag eo din
Tud dichipot gouzout mat a ran 'M eus gellet sevel ma glin.
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TELEMAKAEZH
I am the Moor, Telemaque
Raised in Santo Domingo land
I was bound up at the seashore
And taken aboard the vile Cumberland
I am Telemaque, eh!
With blood and tears as well
In the name of the rain
In the name of my family
A proper black servant: so.
At the end of a long cold month,
The ship roughly handled, so hard to endure
Negro in cursed chains
They crossed the wide sea.
I am Telemaque, eh!
With blood and tears as well
In the name of the rain
In the name of my family
A proper black servant: so.
As the Cumberland was wrecked
In sight of Ouessant, in high seas
I was tossed into a French nave
In upper Léon. Smack in the middle.
I am Telemaque, eh!
With blood and tears as well
In the name of the rain
In the name of my family
A proper black servant: so.
From near Plouénan
fat and peaceful, this is my ship
these Frankish speakers, I know this
I can stand, myself
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TELEMAKAEZH
Je suis le Maure Telemaque
Elevé sur les terres de Saint Domingue
Je suis ligoté au rivage
Et porté à bord du vilain Cumberland.
Je suis Télémaque, et alors !
Avec du sang et des larmes aussi
Au nom de la pluie
Au nom des miens
Un valet noir comme il faut : bien.
Au bout d'un long mois froid,
Le vaisseau bien malmené, il lui est dur
Nègre aux fers maudits
Ils traversaient la grande mer.
Je suis Télémaque, et alors !
Avec du sang et des larmes aussi
Au nom de la pluie
Au nom des miens
Un valet noir comme il faut : bien.
Comme Cumberland se fait broyer
A l'horizon d'Ouessant, en grande mer
L'on me jette au vaisseau français
En Haut-Léon. En plein milieu
Je suis Télémaque, et alors !
Avec du sang et des larmes aussi
Au nom de la pluie
Au nom des miens
Un valet noir comme il faut : bien.
Des prés de Plouénan
Gras et calmes, c'est mon navire,
Des francs parleurs, je le sais,
Mais mes genoux, peux les lever.
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TEUZ AR RE DIANKET
Kement a reuz diwar-benn un teuz
A dremen bemdez d'abardaez,
Ma c'hellfe taol an aon d'an anken,
Kentoc'h skornañ ma eskern.
Ma vefen laouennan e beg ar roz,
Dir, dir, dir, pa na dor!
Ur c'houm a red hep e vranell
Eeun war an aod, 'blamm d'an avel
Ha ma lakfe ma zreid da-heul ar vevenn
'c'hellfen diskuizh, bale b'ar vouilhen
Beajiñ hir, beajiñ mat,
Gant dianken 'pad ur pennad
Diank ar re ruz, kantren ar re c'hlaz,
Harzal 'vel bagad kicher ha chas,
Deus ta ! kan kein sonn "digouezhet Yann en-dro "
Sko ! Sko ! Kan ha lamm keit-se !
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GHOST OF THE LOST
(translation Mary Turner)
What’s all this noise about a ghost
That hangs around every evening
If only it could chase away my anxiety
Instead of chilling me to my bones
If I was that bird, perched on the branch
Way before it snapped
A wave that races, an unaided floodtide
Carried straight to shore by the winds
And if I set my feet to follow the line
I could relax, walk through the mud
I would journey far and journey well
Without ever straying
The misguided Reds, the misleading Blues
Howling like dogs
Come on! Raise the cry: “Jean is back”
Strike a bargain, shout, get back on track!
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FANTOME DES EGARES
Quel est ce vacarme autour d'un fantôme,
Qui rôde chaque soir
Et s'il pouvait faire fuir l'angoisse,
Plutôt que de me glacer les os.
Si j'étais le roitelet, perché sur la branche
Bien avant qu'elle ne rompe,
Une vague qui court, un flot sans béquille,
Tout droit à la rive, portée par les vents !
Et si je posais mes pieds pour suivre la frontière
Je pourrais me reposer, marcher dans la boue
je voyagerais loin, je voyagerais bien,
Sans errer par instant.
Les errements des Rouges, des Bleus
Qui aboient comme des chiens
Viens ! Hurle "Jean est de retour"
Asséner, gueuler, repartir du bon pied !
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DE GEEST VAN DE VERDWAALDEN
(Translation Jan Deloof)
Wat een herrie om een domme geest
Die dagelijks bij valavond komt spoken.
Bracht hij maar vertroosting voor mijn vrees.
Nee, hij jaagt de vrieskou door mijn knoken.
Was ik maar een merel op zijn tak
Van ijzer, lang voordat de tak zal kraken!
Een baar die met de wind en zonder kruk
Regelrecht tot op het strand kan raken.
Kon overal mijn voet de vloedlijn volgen, ‘k Zou op adem komen,
waden door het slijk,
Ver op reis gaan, zonder vrees op reis gaan,
Zorgeloos, een poosje de koning te rijk.
Dooltocht der Rooien, zwerftocht der Blauwen,
Het blaffen van een kennel honden,
Zing “hertog Jan is weer in ’t land”
Met rechte rug! Zing! Wees ongebonden.
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YEC'HED MAT
Ne vern, ne vern, ne ra forzh, piv
'Z aio da vale war ma roudoù,
'Z aio da bourmen e penn all
Daoust hag eo digor an davarn all ?
Ne vern, ne vern, ne ra forzh, piv
'Deuio da chaokat, 'ba Tavarn ar Prad,
Hag emañ eñ, gant Itron 'n Ardoù
Devañ buhez, skeiñ ouzh hon huñvre !
Yec'hed-mat d'an holl,
e koun Lambig, pe forzh piv,
Yec'hed-mat d'an holl,
Iechyd da i bawb
Er cof am gwirod
Nev rywun arall
Yeghes da dhe'n oll
E ev an gwires, na fors piw
Ne vern, ne vern, bepred bev
Hon eus ket ezhom bezañ mezv
Da fardañ c'hoarzh ha toullañ kaozh
Tall ar c'horev, a-hed an noz.
Ne vern, ne vern, ne ra forzh, petra
vo ganeomp da ganañ
da ganañ uhel yec'hed-mat,
an holl a-gevret, tudoù ampart
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CHEERS
(translation Mary Turner)
It matters not who
Follows in my footsteps
Follows me to the other side
The other pub is open
It matters not who
Comes to gossip at the tavern
Some guy there or Miss Manners
Burn up life, confront our dreams
Cheers to you all!
In remembrance of Brandy
Or of anybody else
Slainte !
Iechyd da i bawb
Er cof am gwirod
Nev rywun arall
Yeghes da dhe'n oll
E ev an gwires, na fors piw
No matter, we are still living
And without being dead drunk
We laugh and recreate the world
Before our glasses all the night long.
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SANTE
Peu importe, peu importe qui
Marchera sur mes traces,
Me suivra à l'autre bout
L'autre bar est-il ouvert ?
Peu importe, peu importe qui
Viendra bavarder au comptoir
Celui-ci ou Madame "Grimaces"
Pour brûler la vie, confronter nos rêves.
A la vôtre !
En souvenir du Lambig,
Ou de n'importe qui !
A la vôtre !
Peu importe, toujours vivants
Et sans être ivres morts
Continuons à rire et à refaire le monde,
Devant nos verres toute la nuit !
Peu importe, peu importe quoi
Nous chanterons,
Nous chanterons fort, à la vôtre,
En avant !
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Label
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Distribution
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Digital distribution
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Swansea based drummer, studio
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Irish gang from Dublin
(World/Celtic/fusion)
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Swansea singer/songwriter
Bernez Tangi | bernez-tangi.com
Po�te, chanteur breton
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iIrish alternative tenor
Nolwenn Korbell| myspace.com/nolwennkorbell
Breton female singer and character
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Breton fusion band
Pascal Lamour | pascallamour.com
Muso, producer
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Famous Breton bagad
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