Loran's Dance
Grover Washington Jr. Lyrics


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Mckennitt Loreena
The Book Of Secrets
The Mummer′s Dance
When in the springtime of the year
When the trees are crowned with leaves
When the ash and oak, and the birch and yew
Are dressed in ribbons fair
When owls call the breathless moon
In the blue veil of the night
The shadows of the trees appear
Amidst the lantern light

We've been rambling all the night
And some time of this day
Now returning back again
We bring a garland gay

Who will go down to those shady groves
And summon the shadows there
And tie a ribbon on those sheltering arms
In the springtime of the year

The songs of birds seem to fill the wood
That when the fiddler plays
All their voices can be heard
Long past their woodland days

And so they linked their hands and danced
Round in circles and in rows
And so the journey of the night descends
When all the shades are gone

"A garland gay we bring you here
And at your door we stand




It is a sprout well budded out
The work of our Lord′s hand"

Overall Meaning

The Mummer's Dance by Loreena McKennitt is a song that talks about the spring season, where trees are abundant with leaves and different shades of flowers are in bloom, leading to a pleasant atmosphere of celebration. In this lyrical interpretation, the singer is describing the enchanting beauty of spring. The mention of trees, such as the ash, oak, birch, and yew, indicates that the singer is somewhere in the northern hemisphere, where these types of trees are indigenous.


As night falls, the shadowy vision of trees can be seen amidst the lantern light, and the songbirds' sounds fill the air as the fiddler plays. The gentle swaying motion of dancing in the darkness of night and being one with nature is a beauty in itself. In the end, they bring a sprout well-budded out, which they consider the work of the Lord's hand. The song depicts the essence of celebrating life, new beginnings, and enjoying the little things.


In conclusion, The Mummer's Dance is a song about celebrating springtime and life's simple pleasures. The lyrics describe the beauty of the season's arrival, the sounds of nature, and the joy of dancing in the night with friends. It is a well-known piece of music that has captured the hearts of people worldwide.


Line by Line Meaning

When in the springtime of the year
At the start of spring


When the trees are crowned with leaves
When the trees have leaves on the branches


When the ash and oak, and the birch and yew
When different kinds of trees like ash, oak, birch and yew


Are dressed in ribbons fair
Have beautiful ribbons tied around them


When owls call the breathless moon
During a moonlit night when owls hoot


In the blue veil of the night
On a dark, quiet night


The shadows of the trees appear
The tree shadows are visible


Amidst the lantern light
Illuminated by the light of the lantern


We've been rambling all the night
We have been wandering all night long


And some time of this day
Before the end of day


Now returning back again
Returning to the starting point


We bring a garland gay
We bring a cheerful wreath


Who will go down to those shady groves
Who will go to the dark groves


And summon the shadows there
And call the shadows to the grove


And tie a ribbon on those sheltering arms
And tie a ribbon around the branches of the trees


In the springtime of the year
During spring


The songs of birds seem to fill the wood
The woodland is filled with the singing of birds


That when the fiddler plays
When the fiddler starts to play music


All their voices can be heard
Their singing can be heard clearly


Long past their woodland days
Even after leaving the woodland, their songs remain


And so they linked their hands and danced
They held hands and danced together


Round in circles and in rows
Dancing in a circle and in rows


And so the journey of the night descends
The night journey comes to an end


When all the shades are gone
When all the shadows have disappeared


"A garland gay we bring you here
"We bring you a cheerful wreath


And at your door we stand
We stand at your doorstep


It is a sprout well budded out
It is a well-grown plant shoot


The work of our Lord's hand"
A creation of God




Writer(s): Washington Grover

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