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The new CD will have 15 songs including a bonus track of Ritchie playing electric guitar with Des Geyers. It will be released on Universal and Spinefarm throughout the world; and on Sony for Germany, Austria and Switzerland. Additional cover art will be used for different territories.    from - http://www.blackmoresnight.com/index2.htm

Track List

1. Highland

2. Vagabond (Make A Princess of Me)

3. Journeyman (Vandraren)

4. Believe In Me

5. Sake of Song

6. Song & Dance

7. Celluloid Heroes

8. Keeper of the Flame

9. Night At Eggersberg

10. Strawberry Girl

11. All The Fun of the Faire

12. Darkness

13. Dance of the Darkness

14. Health to the Company

15. Barbara Allen

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Highland

written by Music - Nanne Nordqvist and lyrics - Peter Grönvall

One More Time is a Swedish pop group. Members are husband and wife Peter Grönvall and Nanne Grönvall with Maria Rådsten and Therese Löf.    Peter Grönvall is the son of ABBA's Benny Andersson.

original version by One More Time

Looking out and I'm wondering where I am
While I'm stuck in the daily traffic jam
I decide to get out and leave the car behind me
Everywhere there are people passing by
Empty faces and not a friendly smile
Under stress, loneliness, a part of our city

Now I finally have decided
I will leave it all behind
And discover something better
And l know where I will find
Find a place of harmony. of laughter and of dreams
It you want me, that is where I'll be

I'll be waiting on the Highland
With it's wonderful serenity
Where the stars glow and the brooks flow
That's my way of life
When the mountains on the Highland
And the nature is surrounding me
When the wind blows
That's all I need, all I need

On the highland when I was a child
L would play with my friends, man, we were wild
And we all loved the moors. the nature and it's freedom
And we went for ghost hunt in the mist
L remember the first time I got kissed
By the shy neighbour guy. who whispered "be my girlfriend"
But I longed for some excitement
So l travelled 'round the world
After that I settled down and
I became a city girl
Want to parties every night and lived intensively
Now l know it's not a life for me

I'll be waiting on the Highland
With it's wonderful serenity
Where the stars glow and the brooks flow
That's my way of life
When the mountains on the Highland
And the nature is surrounding me
When the wind blows, that's all I need
Bonnie Highland, Bonnie Highland, you're so sweet
Oh. my darling I would hate to leave here without you
I am sure you'll love the highland too
If you join me I can promise
You'll stay until eternity
I'll be waiting on the Highland...
All the mountains on the highland are embracing
And surrounding me

Vagabond (Make A Princess of Me)

written by Blackmore & Night

There’s been many a crooked path

That has ended me here

Tired, broken and wearing rags

Wild eyed with fear

There’s much more to this vagabond

Than the eye can see

You can see me through different eyes

Make a princess of me

Door to door with her heavy heart

Try to stave off the cold

In the distance a gypsy cart

Filled with thieves and rogues

There’s much more to this vagabond

Than the eye can see

You can see me through different eyes

Make a princess of me

Sing for supper and sing for pence

A song’s all I have to give

With a fiddle and with no rest

Singing only to live

There’s much more to this vagabond

Than the eye can see

You can see me through different eyes

Make a princess of me

Through the window a golden glow

Families gather round

Here outside it starts to snow

Silence the only sound

There’s much more to this vagabond

Than the eye can see

You can see me through different eyes

Make a princess of me

All can see me through different eyes make a princess of me

Journeyman (Vandraren)

Written by Music - Håkan Hemlin, Mats Wester  Lyrics - Py Backman, Helena Backman
English lyrics: Candice Night

Original song by band called Nordman

original version

Many years I’ve been away from home

I have faced too many battles

was here upon the endless route

has left me bruised and batted

‘have heard the secrets of the streets

but ‘keep them to myself

On display, but here inside my soul

like a trophy on a shelf

End upon my heart ‘know

the moon will light my way

Ohh my friend, the winding route for

the life of a journeyman never changes

Now upon to tell my tale

My boots are wearing thin

‘can feel the heat upon my back

The sun against my skin

Far away I’ve heard the ringing of a bell

Through the miles you know

what’s hard to tell when

It’s you against yourself

None of us will ever know

What lies around the veil

Or the world being your home

on a route that never ends

Believe In Me

written by Blackmore & Night

It’s a reflection that you see in me

But ‘know ifs not reality

Beneath the glitter and behind all the lace

Do you see my face?

I’ll be the mirror, the spaces in between

Ifs not the truth, ifs just a dream

I guess we all have to believe in something

In anything

Do you love me just the way lam?

Do you need me? Will you take a chance?

Do you see me for all that I can be

Do you believe, believe in me?

Sometimes you need to be lost just to be found

You need to go to come back around

You need to set somebody free for them to return

You live and learn

Do you love me just the way lam?

Do you need me? Will you take a chance?

Do you see me for all that I can be

Do you believe, believe in me?

Do you love me just the way lam?

Do you need me? Will you take a chance?

Do you see me for all that I can be

Do you believe, believe in me?

I’ve heard it said that true love is blind

All this is just a state of mind

If you’re not looking you will never find

You1l be left behind

Do you love me just the way lam?

Do you need me? Will you take my hand?

Maybe you1l see through the mystery

Do you believe-­Do you love me just the way lam?

Do you need me? Will you take a chance?

Maybe you1l see all that I can be

Do you believe, believe in me?

The moon must be an angel,

Her halo surely heaven sent

Watching from above should the bells forget to ring

And we but lonely travellers

Following a ray of light

All become the same when we begin to sing

Round and round we all go,

Where we stop nobody knows,

Heaven meets on the earth

For the sake of the song...

Could you ever fly without the fear of falling

Does the songbird cease just because its dawn

Could a candle burn with any less resilience

Should we never love for the fear that it may fade?

Celluloid Heroes

Written by Ray Davies (The Kinks)

This song orgijaly by the Kins has been covered by a number of other artists, including Bon Jovi and Joan Jet

Everybody's a dreamer and everybody's a star,
And everybody's in movies, it doesn't matter who you are.
There are stars in every city,
In every house and on every street,
And if you walk down Hollywood Boulevard
Their names are written in concrete!

Don't step on Greta Garbo as you walk down the Boulevard,
She looks so weak and fragile that's why she tried to be so hard
But they turned her into a princess
And they sat her on a throne,
But she turned her back on stardom,
Because she wanted to be alone.

You can see all the stars

as you walk down Hollywood Boulevard,
Some that you recognise,

some that you've hardly even heard of,
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.

Rudolph Valentino, looks very much alive,
And he looks up ladies' dresses as they sadly pass him by.
Avoid stepping on Bela Lugosi
'Cos he's liable to turn and bite,
But stand close by Bette Davis
Because hers was such a lonely life.
If you covered him with garbage,
George Sanders would still have style,
And if you stamped on Mickey Rooney
He would still turn round and smile,
But please don't tread on dearest Marilyn
'Cos she's not very tough,
She should have been made of iron or steel,
But she was only made of flesh and blood.

You can see all the stars as you

walk down Hollywood Boulevard,
Some that you recognise,

some that you've hardly even heard of.
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.

Everybody's a dreamer and everybody's a star
And everybody's in show biz, it doesn't matter who you are.

And those who are successful,
Be always on your guard,
Success walks hand in hand with failure
Along Hollywood Boulevard.

I wish my life was a non-stop Hollywood movie show,
A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes,
Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain
And celluloid heroes never really die.

You can see all the stars as you walk along Hollywood Boulevard,
Some that you recognise,

some that you've hardly even heard of,
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.

Oh celluloid heroes never feel any pain
Oh celluloid heroes never really die.

I wish my life was a non-stop Hollywood movie show,
A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes,
Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain
And celluloid heroes never really die.

Keeper of the Flame

Written by Blackmore & Night

Once was a legend of old

In the time of days long ago

The clattering heat, of a horse on the street

He appeared from the fog like a ghost

I could feel him heading this way

A storm was filling the air

If the truth be told, when the winds blow cold

They are warning you to beware

No the wild cannot be tamed

Keeper of the flame

We wondered what devil is this

Who appears from out of the mist

With a crack of a whip, and a wave of his fist

He was cursed and I was bewitched

Haunted by seeing his face

Through the mirror the smoke and the haze

So hard to see, through the dark mystery

The illusion was part of the game

Be careful of what you wish for

And make sure when it knocks at your door

Ifs what you need, not some fantasy

That will haunt you forever more

Let it be what you need, not some fantasy

That will haunt you forever more

Strawberry Girl

Written by Blackmore & Night

Through the long days of summer

Where the air was as sweet as perfume

We walked through the golden meadows

And danced by the light of the moon

She was a lonely angel

Sitting there by the side of the road

On the edge of the forest

That’s where the wild things grow

And blue skies of promise opened before us

There in her eyes are the dreams of the world

Blue skies of promise rained down upon us

Life is so sweet with a strawberry girl

In her hand was a basket

Sticks and branches were woven as one

She smiled bright like a child

Bright as the afternoon sun

It was filled with her treasures

A whole cradle of nature’s bounty

Wild flowers were chosen

To lay amongst the forest berries

And blue skies of promise opened before us

There in her eyes are the dreams of the world

Blue skies of promise rained down upon us

Life is so sweet with a strawberry girl

it’s a great day for a gatherer

You can say that I told you so

In these uncertain days

Ifs the simple things you need the most

And blue skies of promise opened before us

There in her eyes are the dreams of the world

Blue skies of promise rained down upon us

Life is so sweet with a strawberry girl

Blue skies of promise opened before us

There in her eyes are the dreams of the world

Blue skies of promise rained down upon us

Life is so sweet with a strawberry girl

All The Fun Of The Fayre

Written by Blackmore & Night

In and out of a thousand stories

Here stand somewhere in between

Kings and queens knights and glory

Flash before my eyes unseen

Laughing and loving and living for summer

Dancing romancing the moon like a lover

Secrets and mysteries kept undercover

All in the fun of the faire

I have entered through the gates

To see the queen in her finery

Playing chess with the king of spades

Ifs all part of the fantasy

Painted ladies with haunted eyes

Dance for you as they hypnotize

I can feel your heart beat faster

When the gypsy becomes your master

I see you but you’re not the same

The eye can see what it wants to see

Through the veil anything can change

You can be what you want to be

Darkness

Traditional - Blackmore & Night

Once upon a dark autumn night

I was so very far from sleep

I longed to walk beneath the stars

Into the wood so dark and deep-

Neither myth nor fairy tale

could keep me from the path to the maze

But eyes upon me I could feel

Hidden in the shadows watching always-

Something in the darkness pulled me deeper

Something in the madness eased my mind

Was I awake or was I dreaming

Cut the strings that bind me to mankind-

Once while I was sitting in my room

One cold and silver winter’s day I could hear another worldly

call try as I might I couldn’t turn away

Something in the darkness pulled me deeper

Something in the madness eased my mind

Was I awake or was I dreaming

Cut the strings that bind me to mankind

Once while I was sitting in my room

One cold and silver winter’s day

I could hear another worldly call

try as I might I couldn’t turn away-

Something in the darkness pulled me deeper

Something in the madness eased my mind

Was I awake or was I dreaming

Cut the strings that hind me to mankind

Somewhere in between the moss and the stone

The wind and the wood became my home

I laid myself down upon the green

when the ivy overgrew I could never leave

Something in the darkness pulled me deeper

Something in the madness eased my mind

Was I awake or was I dreaming

Cut the strings that hind me to mankind

Something in the darkness pulled me deeper

Something in the madness eased my mind

Was I awake or was I dreaming

Cut the strings that hind me to mankind  

Dance of Darkness

Traditional / Blackmore

Instrumental

Health to the Company

Traditional / Blackmore

"Here's a Health" is an Irish traditional song. The song is based around the long history of emigration from Ireland. The song has been recorded by many artists, most notably by Irish singer Cara Dillon.

The tune has been used for many Irish traditional songs, and "The Liberty Song".

Kind friends and companions, come join me in rhyme

Come lift up your voices in chorus with mine

Let us drink and be merry all grief to refrain

For we mayor might never meet here again

Here’s a health to the company and one to my lass

Let us drink and be merry all out of one glass

Let us drink and be merry all grief to refrain

For we mayor might never meet here again

Our ship lies at harbour she’s ready to dock

I wish her safe landing without any shock

And if we should meet again by land or by sea

I will always remember your kindness tome

My footsteps may falter my wit it may fail

My course may be challenged by November gale

Ere fortune shall prove to be friend or foe

You will always be with me wherever I go

Barbara Allen

Traditional / Blackmore

"The Ballad of Barbara Allen", also known as "Barbara Ellen," "Barbara Allan," "Barb'ry Allen," "Barbriallen," etc., is a folk song known in dozens of versions. It has been classified as Child Ballad 84 and Roud 54. The author is unknown, but the song may have originated in England or Scotland[1]. The earliest known mention of the song is in Samuel Pepys' diary[1] for January 2. 1666 (ed. Robert Latham & William Matthews, Vol. vii, London: [1972], p. 1.) where he refers to the "little Scotch song of 'Barbary Allen'".

The song has been covered by a large number of artists - some which are included below.

Twas in the merry month of May

When green buds all were swelling

Sweet William on his death bed lay

For love of Barbara Allen

He sent his servant to the town

To the place where she was dwelling

Saying you must come to my master dear

If your name be Barbara Allen

So slowly slowly she got up

And slowly she drew nigh him

And the only words to him did say

Young man I think you’re dying

As she walked slowly o’er the field

She heard the death bells knelling

And with every stroke it seemed to say

Hard hearted Barbara Allen

Oh mother, oh mother make by bed

Make it both long and narrow

Sweet William died for me today

And I will die for him tomorrow

They buried her in the old churchyard

They buried him beside her

And from his grave grew a red red rose

And from her grave a green briar

They grew and grew to the steeple top

Till they could grow no higher

And there they tied a true love’s knot

Red rose around green briar