Friday, December 30, 2016

According to The Wolfe Tones, we should always: " Let The People Sing "... since, there is no one who's ( actually ) more clever than The Bard!

The Wolfe Tones - Let The People Sing.
In The Popular Irish Folk Song entitled: " Let The People Sing " - written by Patrick Brian Warfield [ that means: " Our Own Noteworthy Ancestor And The Exalted One From The Hill Is ( Both ): The Fisherman Who Wanders Alone In The Meadow And The One Who Stands Up In The Heat Of The Battle " ] and performed by The Wolfe Tones [ which refers to: " Those Who Provide Their Own Notes From The Wolf " ] - we have been provided Yet Another Important & Spiritual Message.

You see, dear brothers and sisters, ' The People Of Ireland Know A Thing, Or Two, About Weathering A Whole Lot Of Storms '... and, just as God has ( so long ago ) revealed it to them, They Understand The True Hidden Secrets Of Song!

Shanachie - " Songs From The Storyteller ".
But, of course, you probably still don't believe me. So, why not just listen to The Following Musical Video for: " Let The People Sing " - because, whether you now know it or not, You Might Just Be Glad That You Did....

America In Prophecy

Let The People Sing by: The Wolfe Tones.
" Our Own Noteworthy Ancestor Shall Stand Up In The Heat Of The Battle! "


Let The People Sing: Is A Message From God; And It Comes Straight From Out Of His Book....

For those who are in love,
There's a song that's warm and tender....
For Those Who Are Oppressed;
In Song You Can Protest....
So, Liberate Your Mind;
And, Give Your Soul Expression!

Open up your hearts,
I'll sing for you this song.

[ Chorus ]
Let the people sing their stories and their songs;
And, the music of their native land.
Their lullabies, and battle cries,
And, songs of hope and joy....
So, join us hand in hand!
All Across This Ancient Land...
Throughout The Test Of Time...
It Was Music That Kept Their Spirits Free;
Those Songs Of Yours And Mine!

It was back in ancient times,
The Bard Would Tell His Stories...
Of The Heroes; Of The Villain;
Of The Chieftain In The Glen.

Through Elizabethan Times;
And, Cromwellian War And Fury.
They put Our Pipers to The Sword;
They killed Our Harpers and Our Bards.


[ Repeat Chorus ]

Ireland, land of song,
Your music lives forever...
In our mountains, in our valleys,
In our hills, and in our glens.
Our Music Has Survived;
Through Famine And Oppression.
For The Generations Gone,
I'll Sing To You This Song.


[ Repeat Chorus ]

Come on, and say it: " Hooray, For The Bard "!
If you never learn anything else, at all, in this life that you've been given; you should learn one thing: " It Isn't Very Wise For Anyone At All To Actually Bet Against The Storyteller ".... 

Since, whether you know it or not, ' He Has Always Been The One Dealing Those Cards '!

Can, You Hear Me Now...?


Ahava and Shalom.

May Yahweh's Own: Love and Peace - be, continually, upon you!

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