All right, fellow DUers of Irish descent, it's time.

I've been avoiding this all day, but I've got to get it over with and would rather not do it alone. I can't listen to it without crying on the best of days and today is not the best of days.

Anyone care to join me in listening? (the crying is optional...or maybe not)

Traditionally it was intended for a woman to sing it, I believe, so we'll go with this one. I suspect you know what it is already.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j32Fnb_8Bv4

Well done.

I made it through the sail boat toon with the Kennedy brothers and all the stories, interviews and everything.

There was a moment earlier on MSNBC but I made it past that.

Now you did this to me: :cry::cry:

:hug:

Isn't it strange that the hurricane that's predicted to blow through Massachusetts during Teddy's funeral is named "Danny"?

I can't do videos. Three minutes take 45 minutes to download.

It's Danny Boy.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pwJRltuApKI&feature=related

I'm only a little bit Irish, but this old song just gets to me...

I've listened to this version a few times - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=852gverKRPo

Coming from Reardons, Donohues, and O'Shays I remember a few 'old style wakes'.

I'm having a glass of red and my own private wake.

Thank you for posting this.

for my Irish wake, anyway.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_7-PM_4aeE4

maybe on Friday or Saturday when I really cut loose with the tears during the services.

Thanks for posting

One which I desperately needed. Thank you.

:cry:

A bit maudlin too, I'm afraid, but I love Dolores Keane's voice - and I adore this song.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bALOcFTCgp0

And I'll admit it, I love maudlin songs.

It's so hard to admit to myself that he's really gone. May his memory be ever eternal.

All gone now, but the tremendous pride that JFK's election brought to those two generations of Irish Catholics was immeasurable.



:grouphug:

:toast:

Made it thru Danny Boy with nary a tear, but this one started the waterworks.

But since it falls unto my lot
That I should rise and you should not,
I'll gently rise and softly call
"Good night and joy be with you all"

from my favorite sympathy card:

Deep peace of the quiet earth to you
Deep peace to you.

Reunited with his brothers, a half hour before the devil knew he was dead.

but I know some non-Irish who get all shirty if you say it to them. :eyes:

dg

...and I think about my 11-year-old son every time I hear it.

The woman in the Youtube video has a lovely voice, but give me an Irish tenor singing Danny Boy, and I bawl like a baby.

He's got a great voice, but he's a bit restrained for my taste. I like it when they belt the line "Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow".

:cry: :cry: :cry:

Us Italians have to be emotional too.

:-)

Not that I have a problem with it, mind you. Just never heard that rationale before. :rofl:

with a young man on a campaign. The young man and the (then) priest, were discussing that few here in America knew all the verses.

My daughter's friend tells the tale of that night shortly after coming to America so long ago, when he sang all the verses with a young man on campaign, a young man by the name of Jack.

Yeah, pass the hankies.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-RBjwQroGNE

HOW CAN I KEEP FROM SINGING

My life goes on in endless song
Above earths lamentations,
I hear the real, though far-off hymn
That hails a new creation.

Through all the tumult and the strife
I hear its music ringing,
It sounds an echo in my soul.
How can I keep from singing?

While though the tempest loudly roars,
I hear the truth, it liveth.
And though the darkness round me close,
Songs in the night it giveth.

No storm can shake my inmost calm,
While to that rock I'm clinging.
Since love is lord of heaven and earth
How can I keep from singing?

When tyrants tremble in their fear
And hear their death knell ringing,
When friends rejoice both far and near
How can I keep from singing?

In prison cell and dungeon vile
Our thoughts to them are winging,
When friends by shame are undefiled
How can I keep from singing?


This is written by a close personal friend, not of Irish decent either, but known to us all, Pete Seeger.

who was being called to go to war. Those are the pipes that are calling. That's my understanding of it. It's very sad nonetheless.

I can't count the number of times my Mom requested me to play it on the piano growing up.
I'm sure I've memorized the first 2 verses anyway.

just when I thought I'd calmed down after watching the HBO documentary on CNN earlier. This lifelong Kennedy admirer still can't believe he's gone and it won't be real for a long time. :cry: :cry:

And just when I'm in the middle of writing a request to our alumni association for funding for the establishment of a memorial for my nearly lifelong best friend who died in Feb. :cry: :cry:

I listen to Amy Goodman's Democracy Now at noon at work. I about started crying when she played Danny Boy sung by Elvis. She had a great show of Teddy.

but it was written by an Englishman........... nuff said.

first time I have heard her voice in years. Thank you for letting us know this is on You Tube. She was so beautiful in technicolor.

Too loud for others.

:-)

You should know this traditional has also been translated to hebrew.

But I suppose a song that captures grief so well cannot be claimed by any one culture.

cannot find it. But I was taught it in Hebrew.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TNEyB1HK1jU&feature=related

Ar dheis Dé go raibh sé/sí.

never been to an Irish funeral without both of those being played.

Oh crap. Got something in my eye again. :cry:

dg

It is called Dante's Prayer and sung by Loreena McKinnet. A hauntingly beautiful song and always makes people cry.

I always thought Loreena McKinnet was Irish but she's Canadian.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FDw3CyOmj20&feature=channel_page


Dante's Prayer

When the dark wood fell before me
And all the paths were overgrown
When the priests of pride say
there is no other way
I tilled the sorrows of stone

I did not believe because I could not see
Though you came to me in the night
When the dawn seemed forever lost
You showed me your love in
the light of the stars

Cast your eyes on the ocean
Cast your soul to the sea
When the dark night seems endless
Please remember me

Then the mountain rose before me
By the deep well of desire
From the fountain of forgiveness
Beyond the ice and fire

Cast your eyes on the ocean
Cast your soul to the sea
When the dark night seems endless
Please remember me

Though we share this humble path, alone
How fragile is the heart
Oh give these clay feet wings to fly
To touch the face of the stars

Breathe life into this feeble heart
Lift this mortal veil of fear
Take these crumbled hopes, etched with tears
We'll rise above these earthly cares

Cast your eyes on the ocean
Cast your soul to the sea
When the dark night seems endless
Please remember me
Please remember me

R.I.P Teddy :cry: :cry:

its so hauntingly beautiful

:cry:

I wonder if Deanna Durbin is related to my senior Senator, however distantly.


Here's a Welshman doing it honor:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2-4V3OMVKaI

THE definitive founding fathers of the Celtic-Punk genre (Peel Sessions, 1984)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XnfmagQoYrA

:cry:

that song makes me cry at the best of times.

You know we dissolve over stuff like this, especially at times like this.

Good on ya.