I am so impressed ! These lyrics tell a story and Jesca Hoop is the most suitable artist to deliver this story to us! Amazingly talented, I'm so glad I've come across such a great voice ! "Ada, my rarest bud from the desert valley Your hair of fire and skin of snow Have coursed me to the heights of the desert mountains In search of the cure for a rampant fever Your beauty's power, it plagues me now I come and scour the land for the desert flower For beauty and perfume I'd stake my house and my lands The gold is sleeping in the river, but the flower's in my hand With a paler leaf and a broken petal, I'll paint the king and queen And to the goldsmith with my flower, I'll buy your wedding ring Tulip, tulip with one word I'd a-buy Oxen, sheep and wheat and rye and land on the north seaside Tulip, tulip with one word I'd a-buy The finest dresses man can buy and a pearl for to pay my bride Then with my rarest bowl to her father's garden Like gold for lamb or wool for clam I gave that man a bowl for his daughter Ada Your heart is mine, and it's mine forever And she replied, "My fate that lies on 'Yon horizon's tethered me to the sky" The match arranged and vows exchanged and the dove flew away The bells spilled out the hollow canyon on our wedding day To me she gave her hand and to death do us part But the bird will nest with one that she has promised her heart Tulip, tulip with one word I'd a-buy The bed from which our sons will rise and the window where she cries Tulip, tulip with one word I'd a-buy The next to catch the birds that fly from the window where she cries He reaches out and I withdraw, spilling the flowering bribes from his paw The broken petals climbing the walls, stealing my oxygen, no air at all From the bed I hear him call, but I answer cooing when the night falls The cotton sword is storming the hall, cutting my vision to no sight at all I tied the tulip around her neck like a red lead sinker And blindfold and spin around and 'round and 'round To the banks of the river And then walk my true love into the rushing water And by her long hair, bleeding red Hair-pulled my love there under until she drowned For beauty and perfume, I'd stake my house and my lands My love is sleeping in the river, but the flower's in my hand With a paler leaf and a broken petal, I'll keep her all to me And to the river with my flower, I'll hear my true love sing Your water is still in my friend ready to drown Water, water oh, water my kin, carry me out This Eine River is mercy at last, die as she laughs For he's waiting with a dove's nest, my true love Tulip, tulip with one word I'd a-buy A veil that parted o'er my bride and the breath as my true love died Tulip, tulip with one word I'd a-buy A veil that parted o'er my bride and the blue from the bluest eye Tulip, tulip with one word I'd a-buy A veil that parted o'er my bride and the breath as my true love died Tulip, tulip with one word I'd a-buy A veil that parted o'er my bride and the breath as my true love died"
From video notes (google translate): Cette session tournée dans la loge de la Maroquinerie, c’est l’occasion de découvrir une artiste dont la musique a vraiment une forte originalité, loin du cliché de la fille avec sa guitare folk. Jesca Hoop c’est certes un songwriting de qualité mais aussi un univers étrange et baroque : il y a quelque chose qui tient presque à la sorcellerie dans ses harmonies vocales un peu barrées qui provoquent un certain sentiment de félicité, il y a une force de caractère dans la manière dont les mots s’écoulent, dans ces notes arrachées à sa guitare de manière un peu abrupte. = This session filmed in the dressing room of the Leather Goods, it is the opportunity to discover an artist whose music has a really strong originality, far from the cliché of the girl with her folk guitar. Jesca Hoop is certainly a quality songwriting but also a strange and baroque universe: there is something almost due to witchcraft in its slightly barred vocal harmonies which cause a certain feeling of bliss, there is a force of character in the way the words flow, in these notes torn from her guitar in a somewhat abrupt way.
I am so impressed ! These lyrics tell a story and Jesca Hoop is the most suitable artist to deliver this story to us! Amazingly talented, I'm so glad I've come across such a great voice !
"Ada, my rarest bud from the desert valley
Your hair of fire and skin of snow
Have coursed me to the heights of the desert mountains
In search of the cure for a rampant fever
Your beauty's power, it plagues me now
I come and scour the land for the desert flower
For beauty and perfume I'd stake my house and my lands
The gold is sleeping in the river, but the flower's in my hand
With a paler leaf and a broken petal, I'll paint the king and queen
And to the goldsmith with my flower, I'll buy your wedding ring
Tulip, tulip with one word I'd a-buy
Oxen, sheep and wheat and rye and land on the north seaside
Tulip, tulip with one word I'd a-buy
The finest dresses man can buy and a pearl for to pay my bride
Then with my rarest bowl to her father's garden
Like gold for lamb or wool for clam
I gave that man a bowl for his daughter Ada
Your heart is mine, and it's mine forever
And she replied, "My fate that lies on
'Yon horizon's tethered me to the sky"
The match arranged and vows exchanged and the dove flew away
The bells spilled out the hollow canyon on our wedding day
To me she gave her hand and to death do us part
But the bird will nest with one that she has promised her heart
Tulip, tulip with one word I'd a-buy
The bed from which our sons will rise and the window where she cries
Tulip, tulip with one word I'd a-buy
The next to catch the birds that fly from the window where she cries
He reaches out and I withdraw, spilling the flowering bribes from his paw
The broken petals climbing the walls, stealing my oxygen, no air at all
From the bed I hear him call, but I answer cooing when the night falls
The cotton sword is storming the hall, cutting my vision to no sight at all
I tied the tulip around her neck like a red lead sinker
And blindfold and spin around and 'round and 'round
To the banks of the river
And then walk my true love into the rushing water
And by her long hair, bleeding red
Hair-pulled my love there under until she drowned
For beauty and perfume, I'd stake my house and my lands
My love is sleeping in the river, but the flower's in my hand
With a paler leaf and a broken petal, I'll keep her all to me
And to the river with my flower, I'll hear my true love sing
Your water is still in my friend ready to drown
Water, water oh, water my kin, carry me out
This Eine River is mercy at last, die as she laughs
For he's waiting with a dove's nest, my true love
Tulip, tulip with one word I'd a-buy
A veil that parted o'er my bride and the breath as my true love died
Tulip, tulip with one word I'd a-buy
A veil that parted o'er my bride and the blue from the bluest eye
Tulip, tulip with one word I'd a-buy
A veil that parted o'er my bride and the breath as my true love died
Tulip, tulip with one word I'd a-buy
A veil that parted o'er my bride and the breath as my true love died"
Wow...I loved this video and this song way before seeing this lyrics...now I love it even more...chillingly so!
Thanks for sharing the lyrics.
Listening again 10 years later. Super original and unique.
Très heureux de vous avoir avec nous après 10 ans....
This song makes me want to grab my guitar and go in the mountains with my friends to play and sing on and on and on...
Fantastic! Can't wait to hear more and more and more and more... Love it!
Thankk you so much Catherine
This has got to be the most perfectly executed non-studio performance I have ever seen.
We shot a few times with her, it's always one take per song, no need for more, it's always kind of perfect the first time :)
@@lecargo.webzine Simply amazing! :D Thank you for your comment!
Love love loooove her voice!
Mesmerizing... I love intricate story-songs and this murder ballad is disturbing and beautiful.
Absolute genius!
Shaun Hamilton Thank you !
Holy goddammit this is amazing. You can only love Jessca Hoop.
Same, this song came up on my Pandora and now I am addicted to it.
Phenomenal.
Love this song. I bought the album because I heard this song on pandora.
From video notes (google translate):
Cette session tournée dans la loge de la Maroquinerie, c’est l’occasion de découvrir une artiste dont la musique a vraiment une forte originalité, loin du cliché de la fille avec sa guitare folk. Jesca Hoop c’est certes un songwriting de qualité mais aussi un univers étrange et baroque : il y a quelque chose qui tient presque à la sorcellerie dans ses harmonies vocales un peu barrées qui provoquent un certain sentiment de félicité, il y a une force de caractère dans la manière dont les mots s’écoulent, dans ces notes arrachées à sa guitare de manière un peu abrupte.
= This session filmed in the dressing room of the Leather Goods, it is the opportunity to discover an artist whose music has a really strong originality, far from the cliché of the girl with her folk guitar. Jesca Hoop is certainly a quality songwriting but also a strange and baroque universe: there is something almost due to witchcraft in its slightly barred vocal harmonies which cause a certain feeling of bliss, there is a force of character in the way the words flow, in these notes torn from her guitar in a somewhat abrupt way.
Thank you so much for the translate
so good. an obscurity that is haunting and divine. would love to meet Jesca for a while drink tea and talk
I love her...
i love a nice false start
I didn't realise I was sat here my mouth agape until the video finished.
unfuckingbelievable... i love her
+johnny muskrat Thank you
@Econniff Lol. This is the best song ever!
Merci.......-))
God but I love this song.
Thank you
pretty good & worth searching on spotify for methinks.