I'm pretty badly cut up right now and read something about that Island in an irish book. Now I found this song and started crying. "Seven years we drown, seven years we rise Said the black rabbit with the ancient eyes." is just beautiful. Thank you for the song! ♥
Same - I have been listening to it for the past year or so, and had no idea what it was about. I just found out that Hy-Brasil was/is a mythical island off the west coast of Ireland. This means all those mis-heard lyrics probably were not mis-heard...
This song was the best, most stressful, loving, fun, challenging 5 monnts of my life. We used this song for our schools marching band last year and it was the best season ever. I wanna thank you for being part of that joy
Amazing ! Poetic music that is layered and haunting. Will be looking forward to listening to more wonders like this and understand why you and Rhiannon are such treasures. My goodness. God goodness 🌹
@@hhb54 yes! And we’re currently plotting volume two of SOOND - deeply grateful to you for listening so generously to my chosen sisters & me @rhiannongiddens @leylamccalla @amythystkiah 🙏🏾🥹🖤🌈🌈🌈🌈🪕🪕🪕🪕
Hy-Brasil An homage to my maternal Scottish Canadian Grandmother, Dr. Isobel Roger Robertson (the brightest light of my childhood) and her mother, Janet, whom I never met. I escaped into fairytales, myths, and fantasy as a child. I lived inside of old books and my Grandma’s eerie stories and ballads from the Old Country. She always told me her mother was “a bit Fey”. I came to realize later that my great-grandmother was probably schizophrenic, as my mother is... And who’s to say that that’s not the same thing as being touched by The Fae... Hy-Brasil was said to be a mysterious Atlantis-like legendary island west of Ireland appearing on maps from 1325 to the 1800s. In Irish myth, it was either clouded in mist or underwater except for one day every seven years, when it became visible but still could not be reached. There are many myths and legends surrounding Hy-Brasil. In some of them, the island is the home of ancient Irish Gods and Goddesses. In others, it is inhabited by large black rabbits and a mysterious magician… “Camhanaich” is a Scottish Gaelic word meaning the half-light of dawn or dusk. I know that words can be spells. Words are magic, and so is music... - AR My great grandmother was a magic weaver Came across the water and caught the fever She wondered if her mother could hear her when She said the words she learned to say In the blue camhanaich all shimmering still Dame Calluna low Lady of the Hills Cup of cold sun and a winterpill Send me back on my way Seven black rabbits of Hy-Brasil 21 petals of daffodils 13th note of the blackcap trill I’ll fly home today Down in the cradle oh I would hear her as I breathed my soul believed if I sang those words I could leave there leave my sorrow and pain In the blue camhanaich all shimmering still Dame Calluna low Lady of the Hills Cup of cold sun and a winterpill Send me back on my way Seven black rabbits of Hy-Brasil 21 petals of daffodils 13th note of the blackcap trill I’ll fly home today Though my brittle body was caught in his snare My soul would learn how to travel where The eyes of the rabbits were gleaming there on the isle of Hy-Brasil Seven years we drown seven years we rise Said the black rabbit with the ancient eyes You’ll be free, oh lura lae He cannot match your will In the blue camhanaich all shimmering still Dame Calluna low Lady of the Hills Cup of cold sun and a winterpill Send me back on my way Seven black rabbits of Hy-Brasil 21 petals of daffodils 13th note of the blackcap trill I’ll fly home today Though I drowned for ten years, I’m still rising Stronger for my pain and suffering My body was broken but my heart’s reborn I’m freer than the sky In the blue camhanaich all shimmering still Dame Calluna low Lady of the Hills Cup of cold sun and a winterpill Send me back on my way Seven black rabbits of Hy-Brasil 21 petals of daffodils 13th note of the blackcap trill I’ll fly home today
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Never realized how rooted Allison is in various folk traditions until the songs from this album. Tremendous. Almost like sea shanty.
As a person who performs in a shanty band, I was listening to this just now thinking about how we could absolutely perform this.
@@claudiaharrison4536 I would be honoured!!!
I'm pretty badly cut up right now and read something about that Island in an irish book. Now I found this song and started crying. "Seven years we drown, seven years we rise
Said the black rabbit with the ancient eyes." is just beautiful. Thank you for the song! ♥
Just found this song via Spotify, and I cannot stop listening to it. Haunting, eerie, makes my blood sing. Thank you for it.
Same - I have been listening to it for the past year or so, and had no idea what it was about.
I just found out that Hy-Brasil was/is a mythical island off the west coast of Ireland. This means all those mis-heard lyrics probably were not mis-heard...
this is the definition of underrated
Utterly beautiful. I love this song.
Deeper then what anyone else thinks. Thank you for this amazing song
Unbelievably multi-gifted singer snd songwriter. Amazing song.🙏💕❤️
"Only I understand how good this song is"
This gives me chills to my core. Sublime.
This one makes me think of you and Isobel ❤️❤️❤️
This song was the best, most stressful, loving, fun, challenging 5 monnts of my life. We used this song for our schools marching band last year and it was the best season ever. I wanna thank you for being part of that joy
This sweeps me across the sea into mist. Brilliant, Allison.
Heard this song yesterday when she opened for Hozier. Absolutely magic
Thank you for bringing to light my family's legendary island in your wonderful music.
Scott Brazil
Eu amo essa música, saudações do Brasil 🇧🇷💚
I feel a rising energy in my chest and get goosebumps when I sing along. Thank you for your time and efforts.
Hauntingly beautiful.
It's a hauntingly beautiful song. Very inspiring.
Hy-Brasil Wikipedia page lead me here. Loving everything in this beautiful song.
Her voice is mesmerizing ❤
The blood of my Irish ancestors is rising and wishes to sail west.
soul healing
Beautiful. :-) x
Amazing ! Poetic music that is layered and haunting. Will be looking forward to listening to more wonders like this and understand why you and Rhiannon are such treasures. My goodness. God goodness 🌹
Amazing ... thank you!
Wonderful!
Your voice is fantastic 👌🏼greetings from Austria 🇦🇹 Nadja
What a beautiful song.
This came on Spotify at my bar, and I had to stop what I was doing and look it up.
Absolutely lovely!!
Thank you very much for creating and sharing this. i love it. ❤
Lovely and lyrical!
I believe in Hy Brasil ❤
Fantastic chills!!
Her best song, by far!
What's wrong with the two people who gave this a thumbs down?
They are bots.
Haters
Nice song !!
Love it
Amazing talent
Love to hear her and Rhiannon Gibbens in duet
Listen to Songs of our Native Daughters
@@hhb54 yes! And we’re currently plotting volume two of SOOND - deeply grateful to you for listening so generously to my chosen sisters & me @rhiannongiddens @leylamccalla @amythystkiah 🙏🏾🥹🖤🌈🌈🌈🌈🪕🪕🪕🪕
Looking forward to it already
love the use of liquid art throughout all of these videos, does anybody know the artist(s)?
Lyric video artwork by Niki Smith Frazier: nikifrazier.net/bio/
Love this song. But what on earth is it about? Can someone help me understand?
Read the description...
@@CatOnFire en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brasil_(mythical_island)
Hy-Brasil
An homage to my maternal Scottish Canadian Grandmother, Dr. Isobel Roger Robertson (the brightest light of my childhood) and her mother, Janet, whom I never met. I escaped into fairytales, myths, and fantasy as a child. I lived inside of old books and my Grandma’s eerie stories and ballads from the Old Country. She always told me her mother was “a bit Fey”. I came to realize later that my great-grandmother was probably schizophrenic, as my mother is... And who’s to say that that’s not the same thing as being touched by The Fae... Hy-Brasil was said to be a mysterious Atlantis-like legendary island west of Ireland appearing on maps from 1325 to the 1800s. In Irish myth, it was either clouded in mist or underwater except for one day every seven years, when it became visible but still could not be reached. There are many myths and legends surrounding Hy-Brasil. In some of them, the island is the home of ancient Irish Gods and Goddesses. In others, it is inhabited by large black rabbits and a mysterious magician… “Camhanaich” is a Scottish Gaelic word meaning the half-light of dawn or dusk. I know that words can be spells. Words are magic, and so is music... - AR
My great grandmother was a magic weaver
Came across the water and caught the fever
She wondered if her mother could hear her when
She said the words she learned to say
In the blue camhanaich all shimmering still
Dame Calluna low Lady of the Hills
Cup of cold sun and a winterpill
Send me back on my way
Seven black rabbits of Hy-Brasil
21 petals of daffodils
13th note of the blackcap trill
I’ll fly home today
Down in the cradle oh I would hear her
as I breathed my soul believed if
I sang those words I could leave there
leave my sorrow and pain
In the blue camhanaich all shimmering still
Dame Calluna low Lady of the Hills
Cup of cold sun and a winterpill
Send me back on my way
Seven black rabbits of Hy-Brasil
21 petals of daffodils
13th note of the blackcap trill
I’ll fly home today
Though my brittle body was caught in his snare
My soul would learn how to travel where
The eyes of the rabbits were gleaming there
on the isle of Hy-Brasil
Seven years we drown seven years we rise
Said the black rabbit with the ancient eyes
You’ll be free, oh lura lae
He cannot match your will
In the blue camhanaich all shimmering still
Dame Calluna low Lady of the Hills
Cup of cold sun and a winterpill
Send me back on my way
Seven black rabbits of Hy-Brasil
21 petals of daffodils
13th note of the blackcap trill
I’ll fly home today
Though I drowned for ten years, I’m still rising
Stronger for my pain and suffering
My body was broken but my heart’s reborn
I’m freer than the sky
In the blue camhanaich all shimmering still
Dame Calluna low Lady of the Hills
Cup of cold sun and a winterpill
Send me back on my way
Seven black rabbits of Hy-Brasil
21 petals of daffodils
13th note of the blackcap trill
I’ll fly home today
🔥
👍💖💪💖👍
How can anyone write lyrics like that?
Too few people seem to know this song
Cult classic 😂🐇
Ethereal.
🤍
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I have never loved a song more than this
So need to add this song to watership down
Ah! I would be thrilled & honoured if they did - that recent adaptation was exquisite. One of my favourite books of all time 🙏🏾🥹🐰🐇🌱