Tsa Le

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    Tsa Le is an amazing Burmese Guitarist that lives, teaches, and plays at Gita Meit Music School in Yangon (www.gitameit.com)

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Meet Tsa Le from the Gitameit Music School in Yangon, Burma. His soulful guitar playing is enriched by a pure voice and a cellist friend. Download is available free or by donation, with all proceeds going directly to Tsa Le himself.

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released August 7, 2015

Tsa Le - guitar, vocals, composition
Clara Shandler - cello, vocals, composition

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Track Name: Ain't Free
What do you need that ain't free?
What do you need that ain't free?
The sun and the stars,
The wind and the sea,
The hills and the valleys,
The birds and the bees,
The look in your eye when you see the rain.

What do you need that ain't free?
What do you need that ain't free?
A path and a purpose,
A life and a dream,
A friend and a lover,
A nice cup of tea,
The look in your eye when you see the rain

What do you need to be free?
What do you need to be free?
A voice and an option, a door with no key
A thirst and a hunger, a right just to be
The look in your eye....
Track Name: Farewell to Nova Scotia
Farewell to Nova Scotia the sea-bound coast,
Let your mountains dark and dreary be,
When I’m far away, on the briny ocean tossed,
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?

The sun was setting in the West
The birds were singing on every tree
All nature seemed to be at rest
But, alas, there was no rest for me.

I grieve to leave my native home
I grieve to leave my comrades all
And my parents whom I hold so dear
And the bonny, bonny lass that I do adore.

Farewell to Nova Scotia the sea-bound coast,
Let your mountains dark and dreary be,
When I’m far away, on the briny ocean tossed,
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?

The drums do beat and the horns do alarm
My captain calls; I must obey
Farewell, farewell, to Nova Scotia’s charm
For it’s early in the morning I am bound far away

I have two brothers and they are at rest.
Their hands are folded on their chest.
But a poor and simple sailor just like me
Must be tossed and turned on the deep, dark sea.

Farewell to Nova Scotia the sea-bound coast,
Let your mountains dark and dreary be,
When I’m far away, on the briny ocean tossed,
Will you ever heave a sigh or a wish for me?