Willow's daughter (Maggie Furtak)

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  • CPDL #29478:     
Editor: Maggie Furtak (submitted 2013-06-22).   Score information: Letter, 10 pages, 2.79 MB   Copyright: Personal
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General Information

Title: Willow's daughter
Composer: Maggie Furtak

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SecularCanon

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

Published: 2013

Description: A canoe song, to help keep your paddling rhythm. A traditional murder ballad. A canon. Many things all mixed together.

Aim for a flowing line, to smooth over the running quarter notes. Tuning is a challenge for this piece as the different lines try to pull in different directions, but other than that, it is very manageable. It sounds wonderful performed up a half-step, if that range works for your group.

I always appreciate feedback. Tried this and loved it? Was anything unnecessarily difficult or confusing? Please let me know. pateceramics@yahoo.com

External websites: http://youtu.be/gLCUKw5h94c

Original text and translations

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Paddle light and paddle strong,
far from where I once belonged,
under sky and over water,
going to see the Willow's daughter.
Paddle light and paddle strong,
I won't tire, I glide along.

Paddle light and paddle strong,
has he left you all alone?
Will I known your warm embrace,
when I find your hiding place?

Willow daughter, river child,
lips so sweet and eyes so wild,
do you fear the world of men?
Lift the latch and let me in.

Willow tree all fair and green,
tell me all the things you've seen.
I can teach you of the world,
cool and silent willow girl.

My laughing Kate, she died in vain.
She must have called, but no help came.
Floating there, so pale and fair,
dark roots entwined in her bright hair.
Underneath the Willow tree,
old Willow stole my love from me.

Teeth so white and eyes so mild,
I've come to take old Willow's child.
Teeth so white and eyes so mild,
I'll steal away his precious child.

Paddle light and paddle strong,
far from where I once belonged,
tear your hair, your clothes you'll rend,
but you'll not see your home again.

Paddle light and paddle strong,
if I've loved I can't be wrong.