Story Behind The Song
The song is actually two parts, which can't be combined into one on Broadjam...at least not as far as I know how.
The first part is Rosa Helenius, from the Haida Nation, narrating the legend of how the loon got her spots from a blind man.
I love this legend and had been on a camping trip in central British Columbia where the loons sang for us every evening.
Song Description
First Nations (Canadian Native Indian) legend tells of a blind man and a loon and how the loon got the speckles on her feathers. This, combined with a camping trip to the Caribou region of British Columbia weaves the two tales together.
| Song Length |
3:41 |
Genre |
Folk - General, Folk - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Peaceful, Serene |
Subject |
Birds, Water |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Lovely, laughing loon you fly,
Up from the lake, I don't know why
But your haunting cry calls out to me
It opens up the mysteries
Of such a strange, strange world.
In the southern Caribou
Where snake-rail fences dance right through
And lead me to your speckled world,
Where life's sweet stories come unfurled,
I swear I could fly!
It's a lovely day this morning
The evening is up on us soon
It;s a lovely day with you, darlin',
And the loon.
Blind man says he wants to see,
Loon is tired of being lonely
So she dives with him and takes him down,
He throws his necklace and spots her gown,
Now she laughs, he sees.
It's a lovely day this morning
The evening is up on us soon
It;s a lovely day with you, darlin',
And the loon.