“Le Quattro Volte” reminds me in passing of the early music of Fiamma Fumana (The Light in the Fog), sung in Emilian — an Italian Celtic language, if you can believe that. In particular I’m thinking of the first verses to “Di madre in figlia” (From mother to daughter). I know what the archangels will be singing when they cut back into the atmosphere.
I will endure the storms / I will smile at the April rains / I will dry up in the early morning sun / Winter will put me to sleep.
I will resist the century / I will keep the ancient pathways / I will not surrender to the noise / I will keep on singing
chorus: On through time / Mother to daughter / Song to song / Season to season to season
“In many cultures, and certainly in our own, women preserve and protect the old traditions and the identity. The song includes a magical formula in Emilian dialect, for healing with herbs.
I will endure the storms / I will smile at the April rains / I will dry up in the early morning sun / Winter will put me to sleep.
I will resist the century / I will keep the ancient pathways / I will not surrender to the noise / I will keep on singing
chorus: On through time / Mother to daughter / Song to song / Season to season to season
The earth will give me strength / The fresh wind will be my breath / Streams will wash me / The moon will show me the way
Long lineage of women / Keeping alive the secret flame / Will keep on gathering / The herbs that heal
chorus: On through time / Mother to daughter / Song to song / Season to season to season
The cuckoo-flower for coughing and colds / The p’cun dulz for a raucous voice / The erba taca if you get St. Anthony’s fire / The cutting grass for wounds
Dandelion for stomache-ache / Palmonaria if you cannot breathe well / For the bile, erba fumareina / Rosemary if you are tired
You forests of the mountains / You stones smothered by the river / The eternal waves of the sea / I will not fail you
They will never separate us / They will never violate our secrets / They will never loosen the ties / I will keep on singing
chorus: On through time / Mother to daughter / Song to song / Season to season to season”
Chorus harmonized: On through time, forever / Mother to daughter / From old song to new song / And from season to season to season to season
“Le Quattro Volte” reminds me in passing of the early music of Fiamma Fumana (The Light in the Fog), sung in Emilian — an Italian Celtic language, if you can believe that. In particular I’m thinking of the first verses to “Di madre in figlia” (From mother to daughter). I know what the archangels will be singing when they cut back into the atmosphere.
I will endure the storms / I will smile at the April rains / I will dry up in the early morning sun / Winter will put me to sleep.
I will resist the century / I will keep the ancient pathways / I will not surrender to the noise / I will keep on singing
chorus: On through time / Mother to daughter / Song to song / Season to season to season
@Peter, found it on Youtube. Nice! 🙂
Goat bells…
Come on, I know you’re really sneaking out to see Grindhouse movies.
TIL someone else on this planet watched “Le quattro volte”
For those still interested, YouTube has several versions of “Di madre in figlia”:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qZGvFvzzZA0
From the liner notes, the lyrics in English:
“In many cultures, and certainly in our own, women preserve and protect the old traditions and the identity. The song includes a magical formula in Emilian dialect, for healing with herbs.
I will endure the storms / I will smile at the April rains / I will dry up in the early morning sun / Winter will put me to sleep.
I will resist the century / I will keep the ancient pathways / I will not surrender to the noise / I will keep on singing
chorus: On through time / Mother to daughter / Song to song / Season to season to season
The earth will give me strength / The fresh wind will be my breath / Streams will wash me / The moon will show me the way
Long lineage of women / Keeping alive the secret flame / Will keep on gathering / The herbs that heal
chorus: On through time / Mother to daughter / Song to song / Season to season to season
The cuckoo-flower for coughing and colds / The p’cun dulz for a raucous voice / The erba taca if you get St. Anthony’s fire / The cutting grass for wounds
Dandelion for stomache-ache / Palmonaria if you cannot breathe well / For the bile, erba fumareina / Rosemary if you are tired
You forests of the mountains / You stones smothered by the river / The eternal waves of the sea / I will not fail you
They will never separate us / They will never violate our secrets / They will never loosen the ties / I will keep on singing
chorus: On through time / Mother to daughter / Song to song / Season to season to season”
Chorus harmonized: On through time, forever / Mother to daughter / From old song to new song / And from season to season to season to season