for SATB Chorus
c. 5 minutes
Written for the Royal Scottish National Orchrstra Chorus and Gregory Batsleer
The setting of this piece is an extract from a poem about the 6th century poet, Taliesin. He was, like me, a Welshman, and his poetry lives on in one of the earliest forms of the welsh language that still exists.
Growing up with the Welsh curriculum, it was demanded that we studied the Welsh language. I was never fluent but I was often praised for my accent and reading abilities. The longer I spend time out of Wales the more I miss speaking pidgin-Welsh with others. Shouting ‘boyo’ and ‘bore da’ in Scotland only gets you strange looks.
I am Taliesin
I am Taliesin. I sing in Perfect Metre,
Which will last to the end of the world.
I have been a blue salmon,
I have been a dog, a stag, a roebuck on the mountain,
A stock, a spade, an axe in the hand,
I have been dead, I have been alive.
I am Taliesin.