Abwesenheitsnotiz: Runrig auf dem ZMF

Loch Lomond

By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes,
Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond
Where me and my true love were ever wont to gae,
On the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.

Oh! Ye’ll take the high road, and I’ll take the low road,
And I’ll be in Scotland afore ye,
But me and my true love will never meet again,
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.

‚Twas then that we parted, In yon shady glen,
On the steep, steep side of Ben Lomond,
Where, in purple hue, The highland hills we view,
And the moon coming out in the gloaming.


The wee birdies sing, And the wild flowers spring,
And in sunshine the waters sleeping.
But the broken heart it kens, Nae second spring again,
Though the waeful may cease frae their greeting.


Dieses Lied werden mir Runrig heute abend als „Gute-Nacht-Lied“ singen – und ich werde Schotte sein, zumindest an diesem einen Abend. Und werde mit meiner „True Love“ an den Ufern des Loch Lomonds spazieren gehen. Oder zumindest am Ententeich im Mundenhof…

Eintrittskarten: Runrig

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