kate rusby, withered and died, ainda a propósito de richard thompson

kate rusby é uma das mais promissoras vozes da folk britânica.
uma voz que consegue fazer a ponte para uma audiência pop, sem perder a qualidade das suas heranças musicais.

qualidade essa que já lhe valerem 4 dos prestigiados prémio da bbc2 para a world music.

no post anterior, a proposito de walking on a wire e de richard thompson, falei das vozes femininas que sempre souberam aproveitar as suas canções.

agora, aqui vos deixo esta sublime kate rusby numa canção que tem a idade dela.

withered and died
(richard thompson)

this cruel country has driven me down
teased me and lied, teased me and lied
i've only sad stories to tell to this town
my dreams have withered and died

once i was bending the tops of the trees
kind words in my ear, kind faces to see
then I struck up with a boy from the West,
played run and hide, played run and hide.
count one to ten and he's gone with the rest
my dreams have withered and died

silver moon sail up and silver moon shine
on the waters so wide, waters so wide
steal from the bed of some good friend of mine
my dreams are withered and died

if i was a butterfly, live for a day,
i could be free just blowing away

this cruel country has driven me down
teased me and lied, teased me and lied
i've only sad stories to tell to this town
my dreams have withered and died