In 1999, Lady Morte began work on a solo project called Trobar de Morte. The project, involving vocals and keyboards, was principally inspired by the European Middle Ages. Some years later, in 2002, Lady Morte joined together with two companions, Sathorys Elenorth and Lady Nott (members of Sathorys), in order to work on a project that was similar in theme but put Trobar de Morte on hold. The union of the two groups, Trobar de Morte and Sathorys, became Ordo Funebris. When Ordo Funebris disbanded one year later, in September 2003, Lady Morte resumed her work creating music under the name Trobar de Morte, picking up her initial project from where it she had left it the year before.
She wanted a band that did not rely solely upon one instrument - the keyboard - and thought that an acoustic guitar would bring much more beauty to the music. Thus, she invited “Lenna” to play along with her, charging him with creating guitar scores. But Lady Morte felt that something was still missing... something that would give more force and tenacity to the band, something that would forcefully beat through the music like a heart... finally she knew what was needed: percussion! So “Taedium” was invited to join the group, becoming the lord of the drums. A new band was created, a band where the world of dreams is ruler, where fairies exist, and where beautiful, deep forests prompt a return to an imagined medieval era. There, where the witches dance around the bonfire and share their desires with the night and the stars, where the sea whispers the secret name of the wind, and the moon lulls us to sleep with its sweet lullaby... the enchanting surroundings breathe life into Trobar de Morte.
Official site: http://www.trobardemorte.com
Ailein duinn
Trobar de Morte Lyrics
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Moch sa mhaduinn is mi g'éirigh
Ò hì shiùbhlainn leat
Hì ri bhò hò ru bhì
Hì ri bhò hò rinn o ho
Ailein Duinn, ò hì shiubhlainn leat
Ma 's e leabaidh dhut an fheamainn
Ma 's e 'n t-iasg do choinnlean geala
Ma 's e na ròin do luchd-faire
Dh'òlainn deoch ge b' oil le càch e
De dh'fhuil do choim 's tu 'n déidh do bhathadh
The song "Ailein Duinn" by Trobar de Morte is a haunting piece in Scottish Gaelic that speaks about a deep sense of sorrow and longing. The first verse finds the singer lamenting about being in a state of despair, indicating a sense of lethargy and hopelessness. However, the next line sees a transformation, where the singer is able to rise and face the world despite the gloom. The passage "Ò hì shiùbhlainn leat, Hì ri bhò hò ru bhì" is somewhat of a rallying cry, where the singer urges someone to come along with them on this journey, offering a hand of friendship and a glimmer of hope.
The rest of the song takes a more poetic turn where the singer speaks about the connection they share with nature, referencing items such as sand, seaweed and seal to illustrate a sort of kinship that transcends the human world. However, the final stanza takes a dark turn, as the singer speaks about consuming a drink that is said to have been mixed with the blood of someone who died in a watery grave. This final stanza is where the song reaches its climax, as the tone is filled with sorrow and grief, almost as if the singer is trying to drown their sorrow to ease their aching heart.
Overall, the song seems to be about finding solace in the natural world in a time of great sorrow, whilst also expressing a sense of dark melancholy and thirst for comfort that is hard to articulate.
Line by Line Meaning
Gura mise tha fo éislean
I am in sorrow
Moch sa mhaduinn is mi g'éirigh
Early in the morning I rise
Ò hì shiùbhlainn leat
Oh, I would travel with you
Hì ri bhò hò ru bhì
Hey, King, ho ro
Hì ri bhò hò rinn o ho
Hey, King, ho ro
Ailein Duinn, ò hì shiubhlainn leat
Dark-Haired Alan, oh, I would travel with you
Ma 's e 'n cluasag dhut a' ghaineamh
If it's the sand for your ears
Ma 's e leabaidh dhut an fheamainn
If it's the seaweed for your bed
Ma 's e 'n t-iasg do choinnlean geala
If it's the fish with white flesh
Ma 's e na ròin do luchd-faire
If it's the seals for the watchmen
Dh'òlainn deoch ge b' oil le càch e
I would drink a drink that everyone would like
De dh'fhuil do choim 's tu 'n déidh do bhathadh
From the blood of your body after you have drowned
Contributed by Adeline J. Suggest a correction in the comments below.