schoolsthatrockMoedersdag/ Mothers’ Day. Aan al ons moeders, oumas en groot-oumas. Mag hierdie Moedersdag vir jou ‘n onvergeetlike dag wees. To all our mothers, grandmothers and great-grandmothers. May this Mother’s Day be an unforgettable day for you.
Hier is vir jou ‘n Ierse lied wat al vir baie moeders gesing is op Moedersdag – Mother Machree!
Here is an Irish song for you that has been sung for many mothers on Mother’s Day – Mother Machree!
Die ware storie van hierdie aangrypende lied:
The true story of this poignant song:
Ellen McHugh, a poor Irish immigrant to America, finds work in a carnival and is thus able to send her son, Brian, to a fine school. But when her position is found out, the school expels Brian. Mrs McHugh feels compelled to allow the school principal and his wife to adopt Brian. The widow McHugh becomes a housekeeper and raises her employer’s daughter, Edith, who grows up to fall in love with Brian McHugh.
Die woorde van die lied/ The words of the song: Mother Machree – John McDermott
There’s a spot in my heart, Which no colleen may own. There’s a depth in my soul, Never sounded or known; There’s a place in my mem’ry, My life, that you fill, No other can take it, No one ever will. Sure, I love the dear silver, That shines in your hair, And the brow that’s all furrowed, And wrinkled with care. I kiss the dear fingers, So toil-worn for me, Oh, God bless you and keep you, Mother Machree. Ev’ry sorrow or care, In the dear days gone by, Was made bright by the light, Of the smile in your eye, Like a candle that’s set, In the window at night, You fond love has cheered me And guided me right. Sure, I love the dear silver, That shines in your hair, And the brow that’s all furrowed, And wrinkled with care. I kiss the dear fingers, So toil – worn for me, Oh, God bless you and keep you, Mother Machree.
