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Catalog Id: 239985
Duration: 5:03
Artist: Avalon Rising
Content: Music Track
Description: The Chieri is a psychedelic folk-rock piece about romance with a mythical woodland creature on the planet Darkover. With male vocals, flute, guitar, electric violin, bass, and drums. Written by Cynthia McQuillin.
Keywords: chieri, darkover, marion zimmer bradley, cynthia mcquillin, rock flute, folk-rock, electric violin, the chieri, mythological, magical, mystical
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The Chieri
Category: Rock Music
Subcategory: Folk Rock
Long Description: The Chieri, Rock Music, Folk Rock, scary kids music, tv ad music and creepy music
Keywords: The Chieri, Avalon Rising, The Chieri is a psychedelic folk-rock piece about romance with a mythical woodland creature on the planet Darkover. With male vocals, flute, guitar, electric violin, bass, and drums. Written by Cynthia McQuillin., chieri, darkover, marion zimmer bradley, cynthia mcquillin, rock flute, folk-rock, electric violin, the chieri, mythological, magical, mystical, In the forest silver moonlight
Lit the branches like a flame
And drunk with Spring’s enchantment,
Lightly down the path she came
Her voice trilled like a nighting bird
As she danced beneath the moon.
I longed to join her madness,
And feared I would, too soon.
On and on, through starlight
And shadow till dawn.
And though I’ll not regret her,
I swear I’ll not forget her too soon.
Her face was pale in moonlight,
As I looked into her eyes,
They were soft and grey as mist is
Upon the nighting sky.
Her fingers pale and cool they were,
And upon my body played.
In the ecstasy of dreaming,
I loved her as we lay.
On and on, until the night was gone.
And though I’ll not regret her,
I swear I’ll not forget her too soon.
In the forest silver moonlight
ights the branches like a flame.
And I’ll stand beneath their enchanted fire
Until she comes again.
I’ll pine away for the beauty
Of her voice, her glowing ease,
And her silver silken hair
That flowed across me like a breeze.
On and on, I’ll wait until she comes.
And though I’ll not regret her,
I swear I’ll not forget her too soon.
©1979 Cynthia McQuillin
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