LYRICS FOR SEASONS AND MYSTERIES
SEASONS
Prologue: Seasons of Imladris
Tuilë, the first of spring.Gather round the fire!
Maketh everybody sing and dance around the pyre.
Lairë brings Athelas with it’s healing power.
Come and see the Summer king and his magic flower!
Yavië, a joyful dance around the harvest hearth.
Welcomes water, fire, wind and the soulful earth!
Quellë, Lasse-lanta time, leaves are falling down.
Merries brown and purple shine to the Autumn crown.
Seasons of Imla-, Seasons of Imla-, Seasons of Imladris!
Hrívë, Shire’s winter night, wizzard came along.
Melted snow and winter’s ice. A new friend was born.
Coirë, a primrose grows on the frozen ground.
And a crystal wilwarin dances round and round.
Seasons of Imla-, Seasons of Imla-, Seasons of Imladris!
Written and performed by Monika Stienen (lead voc, koto), Ben Paderna (guit), Frank Stienen (synth, voc), Jürgen Magdziak (Hammond C2, Mini Moog, voc), Heike Leonhard (flutes, voc), Martin Pfuhler (bass), Frank Mellies (drums). Backing Vocals by Ulla Herbring and Susanne Kunze. Arranged by Jürgen Magdziak. Recorded and engineered by Klaus-Dieter Keusgen and Matthias Höfkens
@ Haldern Studio. Produced by Faelend.
The Seasons of Imladris are also known as The Reckoning of Rivendell.
Tuilë (Connys Frühling)
Spring. April 7th to May 30th.
Ai, Tuilë, mae g’ovannen. Ai, Tuilë, le suilon.
Ai, Tuilë, calo fae nín. Tuilë na ennorath.
Cuio, cuio, arda nín! Na lû e govannedh nín.
Cuio, cuio, arda nin! I’m Tuileon hín.
Music by Conny Leson-Griesbeck, Martin Griesbeck, Jürgen Magdziak, Ben Paderna.
Lyrics: Monika Stienen. Performed by Monika Stienen (lead voc, koto), Conny Leson (violin, voc)
Ben Paderna (guitars, voc), Frank Stienen (synth, voc), Jürgen Magdziak (piano, voc),
Heike Leonhard (flutes, voc), Michael Schnuff Strohm (bass) and Frank Mellies (drums).
Arranged and engineered by Jürgen Magdziak and Martin Griesbeck.
Recorded and produced by Martin Griesbeck @tonmischungen.de
Lairë (Heal me)
Summer. June 1st to August 9th.
Heal me - from black shadows of the past
Heal me - from a love that wouldn’t last
Heal me! Athelas!
Heal me - sunlight sprinkled breeze
Heal me - fill my heart with ease
Heal me! Athelas!
Instrumental
Heal me - Athelas, healing herb
Heal me - Numenórian nights superb
Heal me! Athelas!
Heal me - Kingsfoil, leaves of green
Heal me - thy beauty must redeem
Heal me! Athelas!
Instrumental
Heal me - with your loving hands
Heal me - a force that never ends
Heal me - let the dark king fade away
Heal me - only you, my friend, must stay
Written and performed by Ben Paderna (guitars), Monika Stienen (lead voc, koto), Frank Stienen (synth), Jürgen Magdziak (keyboards), Conny Leson-Griesbeck (violins), Heike Leonhard (flutes),
Michael Schnuff Strohm (bass), Frank Mellies (drums).
Arranged by Ben Paderna and Monika Stienen.
Recorded and engineered by Martin Griesbeck and Jürgen Magdziak.
Produced by Martin Griesbeck @tonmischungen.de.
Yávië (Season of Joy)
Harvest. August 10th to Oktober 3rd.
Yávieré, Yavië, Yavië! Season of Joy!
Mae g’ovannen, dear child of the earth,
bring us fruit for the harvest hearth.
Mae g’ovannen, bright child of fire,
give us breath to ignite the pyre.
Mae g’ovannen, sweet child of water,
give us grapes for the harvest wine.
Mae g’ovannen, cool child of the wind,
soon our harvest dance begins.
Yáviere, Yavië, Yavië! Season of Joy!
Yáviere, Yavië, Yavië! Season of Joy!
Mae g’ovannen, green child of the Shire,
come and join our harvest fire.
Mae g’ovannen, child of Sîr Ninglor,
come and taste our Mirofor.
Mae g’ovannen, dark child of the moon,
come and sing our harvest tune.
Mae g’ovannen, fair child of the sun,
our harvest dance has now begun!
Chorus
Written and performed by Monika Stienen (lead voc, koto), Ben Paderna (guit), Frank Stienen (synth, voc), Jürgen Magdziak (keyboards, Hammond C2, Mini Moog, voc), Heike Leonhard (flutes, voc), Martin Pfuhler (bass), Frank Mellies (drums) and Diane Furth (bodhrans, voc).
Arranged by Jürgen Magdziak. Recorded and engineered by Klaus-Dieter Keusgen and Matthias Höfkens @ Haldern Studio. Produced by Faelend.
Quellë (Lasse-lanta)
Autumn. Oktober 7th to November 30th.
Ai, Lasse-lanta, your golden leaves!
Ai, Lasse-lanta, your golden leaves
are falling all over the valley.
Ai, Lasse-lanta’s late summer days grief,
while walking through brown purple alleys,
while walking through brown purple alleys.
Len-linnathon galadhremmin ennorath, to Middle-earth’s forests we sing.
Eglerio, Mallorn! No aer i-galadh! We praise all the beauty you bring.
Ai, Laurenande, my valley of gold,
your mallorn trees of sweet cherry.
Ai, Laurenande, thy stories unfold
in soft whispered words that i carry.
Lothlórien, Taur i-Melegyrn! Lórien, home of all trees!
Let your gold-brown leaves with the warm breezes go -
next year they will find home with ease.
Ai, Lasse-lanta, your golden leaves are falling all over the valley.
Ai, Lasse-lanta’s late summer days grief,
while walking through brown purple alleys,
while walking through brown purple alleys,
while walking through brown purple alleys.
Written and performed by Monika Stienen (lead voc, koto), Ben Paderna (guitars, voc), Frank Stienen (synth, voc), Jürgen Magdziak (keyboards, voc), Conny Leson-Griesbeck (violins, voc), Heike Leonhard (flutes, voc), Michael Schnuff Strohm (bass), Frank Mellies (drums).
Arranged by Jürgen Magdziak.
Recorded and engineered by Martin Griesbeck and Jürgen Magdziak.
Produced by Martin Griesbeck @tonmischungen.de.
Hrívë (A Long Winter’s Night) Winter. December 1st to February 10th.
Hrívë - Dû-chuireb na i-drann
Hrívë - Brono i Pheriain anann!
Hrívë - heleg a los silivren lín
Hrívë úva véna – I’m Hríveon hín
Long winter’s endless nights in the Shire.
Long winter! May the Halflings survive!
Long winter’s snow and glistening ice.
I’m Winter’s child of the fading time.
Written and performed by Monika Stienen (lead voc, koto, percussions), Ben Paderna (guitars, voc), Frank Stienen (synth, voc), Jürgen Magdziak (keyboards, voc), Conny Leson-Griesbeck (violins, voc), Heike Leonhard (flutes, voc), Michael Schnuff Strohm (bass), Frank Mellies (drums).
Arranged by Jürgen Magdziak.
Recorded and engineered by Martin Griesbeck and Jürgen Magdziak.
Produced by Martin Griesbeck @tonmischungen.de.
Coirë (Wilwarin)
Awakening. February 11th to April 4th.
Like enchanted butterflies stars will shine o so bright. Set in the heavens of Arda, give Cuívienen heavenly light.
Wilwarin, ai, Wilwarin. Mae g’ovannen na Arda nín ! Wilwarin, ai, Wilwarin. Mae g’ovannen, the last of spring.
When a newborn primrose grows, emerging from the virgin ground a sparkling chrystal butterfly flitters and dances ‘round and ’round.
Wilwarin, ai, Wilwarin. Mae g’ovannen na Arda nín ! Wilwarin, ai, Wilwarin. Mae g’ovannen, the last of spring.
Epilogue: Mettare (Melancolía) The Last Day, 28. März
Nainë-taurë-taurë-huinéva-lindissë-meldë-fifirula-airë
Nainë-taurë-Taurelilomëa-Fimbrethil-málo-vanwa-ullume
Sí vanwa ná-calë
Sí vanwa ná-estel
Sí vanwa ná-wenya melessë
Sílmeránolitindon-lómë
Novaer Onodrim!
Mellyn enin, edhellion!
Mae g’ovannen Ioa mélamar!
Namárië sil-Mettare!
MYSTERIES
RING 27 (MÔR MENEL)
Amy’s soul - I hear her cry.
Brian left without goodbye.
Janis J. tried to find
Kurt, but he sang ‚Nevermind’.
Jimi took his last wild ride.
Jim’s in Dionysus’ black night.
Amy’s soul tried to find
peace in music’s sound divine...
Keep it up, oh Amy!
27 stones of cold
27 souls of olde
27 years to live
27 lives to give
27 ways to pray
27 lost their way
27 please don’t stay
27 walk away
from Ring 27
Baby fly who drinks sweet wine
drowns in honey and feels fine.
A ‚Memento mori’ in
all your carpe diem sins.
We all gather round the stones
in the fairy hills of olde.
We’re all ending up here,
who’s the next soul to appear?
Keep it up, keep it up, keep it up... oh Amy!
Chorus
Fae uilos na môr menel (Snow white souls in dark heaven)
Waanwa na-a môr menel (Lost in the dark heaven)
Dinguruthos na môr menel (With deadly fears to dark heaven)
Waanwa na-a môr menel
Solo
Chorus
In loving memory of Brian Jones, Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Jim Morrison, Kurt Cobain and Amy Winehouse (Club 27) and many lost souls who left Ennór at the age of 27.
CHILDREN OF ILÚVATAR IV
GOLD (EOWYN)
Durchsichtig, ich bin durchsichtig,
sei vorsichtig, dass Du mich nicht zerbrichst.
Einfarbig, ich bin einfarbig,
sei umsichtig, dass du mich nicht vergisst.
Gold’ne Töne in mir schlafen,
gold’ne Töne tief in stiller Nacht.
Durch der Liebe hellem Strahlen
sind sie zu klingenden Liedern erwacht.
Ich will Gold sein - glänzen nur für Dich.
Ich will Gold sein - singen nur für Dich.
Ich will Gold sein - tanzen nur für Dich.
Ich will Gold, ich will Gold, ich will Gold sein.
Ich will Gold, ich will Gold, ich will Gold sein
Ich will Gold sein!
Durchsichtig, bitte schau auf mich,
finde mich, reiß’ mich aus meinem Nichts!
Dann werd ich goldfarbig, ich werd’ goldfarbig,
ein schimmerndes Licht, ich bin bereit für Dich.
Gold’ne Töne in mir schlafen,
gold’ne Töne tief in stiller Nacht.
Durch der Liebe hellem Strahlen
sind sie zu klingenden Liedern erwacht.
Ich will Gold sein - glänzen nur für Dich.
Ich will Gold sein - singen nur für Dich.
Ich will Gold sein - tanzen nur für Dich.
Ich will Gold, ich will Gold, ich will Gold sein.
Ich will Gold, ich will Gold, ich will Gold sein
Ich will Gold sein!
Echui na dúaith i-glewellin nin, echui i-môr inglór lin.
Tief in stiller Nacht sind meine Lieder erwacht.
Nur Dein dunkles Herz hat sie zum Klingen gebracht.
I’m glórin - lasto glewellin nín
I’m glórin - tiro inglor nín
I’m glórin - le suilon estel-nín
I’m glaur, I’m glaur, I’m glórin
I’m glaur, I’m glaur, I’m glórin
I’m glórin!
I’m glórin - lasto glewellin nín
I’m glórin - tiro inglor nin
I’m glórin - le suilon estel-nín
I’m glaur, I’m glaur, I’m glórin
I’m glaur, I’m glaur, I’m glórin
I’m glórin!
Ich will Gold sein - glänzen nur für Dich.
Ich will Gold sein - singen nur für Dich.
Ich will Gold sein - tanzen nur für Dich.
Ich will Gold, ich will Gold, ich will Gold sein.
Ich will Gold, ich will Gold, ich will Gold sein.
Ich will Gold sein!
Ich will Gold sein - glänzen nur für Dich.
Ich will Gold sein - singen nur für Dich.
Ich will Gold sein - tanzen nur für Dich.
Ich will Gold, ich will Gold, ich will Gold sein.
Ich will Gold, ich will Gold, ich will Gold sein.
Ich will Gold sein!
Children of Ilúvatar.
MELETHRON (MESMERIZED BY FAELEND)
n.n.
CHILDREN OF ILÚVATAR V (SHIMMER)
ATA RAKLABAN (THE ARKENSTONE)
Ata Raklaban! Ata Raklaban!
Ata Raklaban! Ata Raklaban!
Ata Raklaban!
Mithril, Galathril (Mithril und Silberglanz)
Tinno na faer nin (Erhelle meine Seele!)
Malad a Glaur (Gold und Goldglanz)
Tirin gúr na Erebor (Ich sah das Herz des einsamen Berges)
Ata Raklaban! Ata Raklaban!
Ata Raklaban! Ata Raklaban!
Ganno, ganno, Talagan! (Spiele, Harfner!)
Linno, linno, i chuil! (Singt, Flöten!)
Linno, linno, Nogothrim! (Singe, Zwergenvolk!)
Dolen, dolen a thoren (Heimlich verborgen und beschützt)
Ata Raklaban! Ata Raklaban!
Ata Raklaban! Ata Raklaban!
Ata Raklaban! Ata Raklaban!
Ata Raklaban! Ata Raklaban!
Ata Raklaban!
SHIMMER (THORIN’S PRAYER)
Der Regen fällt hinein ins Licht.
Die Sonne scheint mir ins Gesicht
und ihre Strahlen wärmen mich.
Kein Wort, kein Ton, ihr seht mich nicht.
Die Brise streicht das Federkleid.
Das Wasser schmeichelt blau und weit.
Der Sommer singt sein Wiegenlied.
Es tanzt die Sonne, tanzt die Sonne.
Shimmering light, shimmering soul,
shimmer in the night, make me whole.
Shimmering heart open up for me.
Shimmering love, set me free.
Jedes kleine Wort von mir,
öffnet wieder eine Tür.
Neu geschrieben, nie gekannt,
ausradiert, doch eingebrannt.
Eine schimmernde Lasur,
von Dir nur schreibt die Tuschespur
Liebesworte ohne Angst:
Flieg’, so hoch Du fliegen kannst!
Chorus
Shimmer! Shimmer! Shimmer! Shimmer! Shimmer!
Oh, Shimmer!
Solos