In the forests of the North Lands Where light curtains dance at night Lived a warrior named Alexi - He was fair and young and bright. Many maidens sighed to see him, Yet Alexi dwelled alone. Though they tried their best to please him To their charms he was as stone. Then one day within the forest Young Alexi passing there Met a maiden like no other - Tall and shining, proud and fair. Hair as pale as virgin snowdrifts, Eyes like ice with hidden fire. From the moment that he saw her He was taken with desire. Young Alexi, proud Alexi There is magic in the snow! There is peril in the forest, Hiding more than you can know! To Alexi's awe and gladness His pale maid loved in return. And she would deny him nothing Though her past he would not learn. Nor would she once leave the forest Back to his own village go. Said she feared the touch of strangers, Would not leave the peaceful snow. Now though he would often beg her Let him much past moonrise stay, But with tease and soft intrigues Sent him homewards on his way. Enemies had young Alexi, One of them a cunning foe Noted where he spent his hours, Laid an ambush in the snow. "Oh my love and life, Alexi - Leave while light is in the sky! There is danger in the forest - Leave and do not ask me why! Young Alexi, strong Alexi - Laughed away his lover's fear. And he did not leave till darkness And behind him he could hear, Sounds of wolves that stalked his footsteps. Then before him he could see Men that sprang out in an ambush And his mortal enemy. He was one against too many, But ere they could raise a sword, Wolves appeared and leapt upon them Like a great howling horde! Wolves lead by a raging bitch-queen As white and soft as snow. And Alexi much astonished Watched his enemies laid low. Oh Alexi, my Alexi - Why were you so bold and proud? Why did you not heed the warning That I dared not speak aloud? And the wolf-bitch faced Alexi As blood stained her white fur red And before he drew one breath His lover stood in wolfling skin. "Long I loved you with my magic. Wrought a spell, but with one ban - In my woods I'd stay a maiden If I never killed a man." "Now the spell I wrought is ended", And she vanished as she spoke And the wolf-maid turned and fled him Howling grief as her heart broke. Though the many maids pursue him, Young Alexi dwells alone. And his friends are heard to wonder At how sad his face has grown. Young Alexi, proud no longer - Each day to the forest goes, Seeks for something lost to hiding, Raised by magic in the snows.
Happy to find your channel. Chronic insomnia, sometimes reciting old songs or poems I’ve memorized helps, realize I’d forgotten a verse of Snow Magic, I had the cassette packed away somewhere (in the midst of a move when my husband died recently and put it all on hold) so started web searching and eventually found all these happy memories of old cassette tapes and conventions of decades past we would attend. It’s now time to get up. Oh, well, thank you so much! Will be listening to this all.
I was listening to some renditions of "Rush E" when I realized how much it reminded me of this song. Heather Alexander does a wonderful version of Alexi's song.
No i don't think so there is another older version of this song WeyrdMusicman posted it and it talks about Russia at the beginning i believe it is based on a old russian fable but don't really know
@@SavitarTheSurfingGod, I am Russian and it certainly seems like Russian folklore, because Alexi can actually be a misspelled and mispronounced Russian name Alexey [alek'sei]. But I am amazed by the Russian motives in the music as well, especially in parts of the song where the music is sped up. But it can be also a Finnish tale 'cause I heard that there is Finnish name spelled Alexi (then it is correct and there's no mistake in spelling).
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I just spent three hours looking up "Alexi Proud Alexi" Looking for this
In the forests of the North Lands
Where light curtains dance at night
Lived a warrior named Alexi -
He was fair and young and bright.
Many maidens sighed to see him,
Yet Alexi dwelled alone.
Though they tried their best to please him
To their charms he was as stone.
Then one day within the forest
Young Alexi passing there
Met a maiden like no other -
Tall and shining, proud and fair.
Hair as pale as virgin snowdrifts,
Eyes like ice with hidden fire.
From the moment that he saw her
He was taken with desire.
Young Alexi, proud Alexi
There is magic in the snow!
There is peril in the forest,
Hiding more than you can know!
To Alexi's awe and gladness
His pale maid loved in return.
And she would deny him nothing
Though her past he would not learn.
Nor would she once leave the forest
Back to his own village go.
Said she feared the touch of strangers,
Would not leave the peaceful snow.
Now though he would often beg her
Let him much past moonrise stay,
But with tease and soft intrigues
Sent him homewards on his way.
Enemies had young Alexi,
One of them a cunning foe
Noted where he spent his hours,
Laid an ambush in the snow.
"Oh my love and life, Alexi -
Leave while light is in the sky!
There is danger in the forest -
Leave and do not ask me why!
Young Alexi, strong Alexi -
Laughed away his lover's fear.
And he did not leave till darkness
And behind him he could hear,
Sounds of wolves that stalked his footsteps.
Then before him he could see
Men that sprang out in an ambush
And his mortal enemy.
He was one against too many,
But ere they could raise a sword,
Wolves appeared and leapt upon them
Like a great howling horde!
Wolves lead by a raging bitch-queen
As white and soft as snow.
And Alexi much astonished
Watched his enemies laid low.
Oh Alexi, my Alexi -
Why were you so bold and proud?
Why did you not heed the warning
That I dared not speak aloud?
And the wolf-bitch faced Alexi
As blood stained her white fur red
And before he drew one breath
His lover stood in wolfling skin.
"Long I loved you with my magic.
Wrought a spell, but with one ban -
In my woods I'd stay a maiden
If I never killed a man."
"Now the spell I wrought is ended",
And she vanished as she spoke
And the wolf-maid turned and fled him
Howling grief as her heart broke.
Though the many maids pursue him,
Young Alexi dwells alone.
And his friends are heard to wonder
At how sad his face has grown.
Young Alexi, proud no longer -
Each day to the forest goes,
Seeks for something lost to hiding,
Raised by magic in the snows.
These kind of songs will never get old to me
i simply love them
God I love how sad this song makes me. It breaks my goddamn heart every time, like Hazel weeping her eyes out over Arthur leaving her.
Happy to find your channel. Chronic insomnia, sometimes reciting old songs or poems I’ve memorized helps, realize I’d forgotten a verse of Snow Magic, I had the cassette packed away somewhere (in the midst of a move when my husband died recently and put it all on hold) so started web searching and eventually found all these happy memories of old cassette tapes and conventions of decades past we would attend. It’s now time to get up. Oh, well, thank you so much! Will be listening to this all.
Truly one of the best filk songs ever…
I was listening to some renditions of "Rush E" when I realized how much it reminded me of this song. Heather Alexander does a wonderful version of Alexi's song.
Can I just say that most of the songs on my playlist are posted by you, Savitar
Thanks for posting this song!
*but with tears and soft entreaties
For the algorithm
FOR THE ALGORITHEM.
But sound quality is bad. I wonder if I buy CD disk from the link would the sound be better?
Is this a valdemar song?
No i don't think so there is another older version of this song WeyrdMusicman posted it and it talks about Russia at the beginning i believe it is based on a old russian fable but don't really know
Oh well. I don't think it's a valdemar story/song, but it's still a great song! I love songs like this, filk songs/songs telling stories
It's a Russian Folk Ballad
@@SavitarTheSurfingGod, I am Russian and it certainly seems like Russian folklore, because Alexi can actually be a misspelled and mispronounced Russian name Alexey [alek'sei]. But I am amazed by the Russian motives in the music as well, especially in parts of the song where the music is sped up. But it can be also a Finnish tale 'cause I heard that there is Finnish name spelled Alexi (then it is correct and there's no mistake in spelling).
@@SavitarTheSurfingGod Do you know if WeyrdMusicman is still around? I don't think the channel has been touched for years.
Sorry, but I could not resist this joke based on the songs setting...
In America, you sing filk songs.
In Soviet Russia, filk song sing YOU!