traditional, arrangement by Timothy Renner.


One evening as I rambled, among the leaves so fine

I overheard a young woman converse with Reynardine.
Her hair was black, her eyes were blue, her lips were red as wine
 And he smiled to gaze upon her, the sly bold Reynardine.
She said good sir be civil, my company forsake
For by my own opinion, I fear you are a rake.
He said I am no rake, brought up in Venus train
I'm searching for concealment all from the judge's men.

Her cherry cheeks and ruby lips, they lost their former dye
And she fell into his arms all on the mountainside.
He had not kissed her once or twice, when she came to again
And modestly she asked him good sir what is your name?
O if by chance you look for me, by chance you'll not me find
I'll be in my green castle, inquire for Reynardine.
Day and night she followed him, his eyes did brightly shine
And he led her over the mountains, the sly, bold Reynardine.


from The Sly Bold Reynardine, released October 22, 2021


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Stone Breath is not new. It is cracked. Broken. Imperfect. Hidden. Weathered by the seasons.

We sing of ghosts and of forgotten paths through forest and fallow field.

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