The Moor Speaks - Karine Polwart/Pippa Murphy

Lyricist：Karine Polwart

Composer：Karine Polwart

Producer：Karine Polwart

I am the moor over the wind sings

Tara flows

I am air and I am water

I am sail and I am sky

I am old dead things

I am alive

You skip barefoot thru my headboard and lean down

Among mooses with your fingers and your lusting

In your soft gale bellies

You've made love and made life

And said your damp down bodies as I have in mine

You are all both born

Do not hold your breath and your fist

Open your hand

Do not hold your breath and your fist

Open your hand

Spagnum palustre is line green and copper stars

Spagnum ulekeratum like clams of river and custard

The vibrant cherry red of spagnum lakerakum

And halukom splende glittering getmost

You are all both born

You are all both born

The nest of the pluver is in the wooded corpse

My little one shall sleep and he shall have the bird

The nest of the red hen is in the red tip heather

My little one shall sleep and he shall have the bird

The nest of the calouse and the bubbling chipmunks

My little one shall sleep and he shall have the bird

The nest of the skylark is in the trunk of the duet

My little one shall sleep and he shall have the bird

Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma

My genna akam

My genna akam

My little one shall sing

My little one shall sing

My little one shall sing

My little one shall sing

Tara flows

Tara flows

Tara flows

Tara flows

Tara flows

Tara flows

Tara flows

Tara flows

Tara flows