Pixar-Planet

(composé par Patrick Doyle)		1	Touch the Sky, par Julie Fowlis	2:31
		2	Into the Open Air, par Julie Fowlis	2:42
		3	Learn Me Right, par Birdy avec Mumford & Sons	3:36
		4	Fate and Destiny	4:17
		5	The Games	1:53
		6	I Am Merida	2:23
		7	Remember to Smile	2:17
		8	Merida Rides Away	4:08
		9	The Witch’s Cottage	4:26
		10	Song of Mor’du, par Billy Connolly and Cast	2:18
		11	Through the Castle	4:35
		12	Legends Are Lessons	4:07
		13	Show Us the Way	3:47
		14	Mum Goes Wild	3:26
		15	In Her Heart	2:37
		16	Noble Maiden Fair (A Mhaighdean Bhan Uasal), par Emma Thompson and Peigi Barker	2:36
		17	Not Now!	3:35
		18	Get the Key	3:15
		19	We’ve Both Changed	5:31
		20	Merida’s Home	1:32

Pour sa première participation chez Pixar, Patrick Doyle succède aux talentueux Randy Newman, Michael Giacchino et Thomas Newman.

Pour ceux qui aiment les musiques celtiques, cette bande originale est faite pour vous. Nous retrouvons les instruments traditionnels sans pour autant être omniprésents. D’origine écossaise, Patrick Doyle rend un bel hommage à ses terres en ajoutant une pointe de modernisme. Chaque musique est chargée d’émotions.

Cette année, la sélection des chansons est magnifique. A commencer par Julie Fowlis qui interprète Touch the sky et Into the open air, les deux chansons pour ainsi dire phares de cet album. Noble Maiden Fair est une très belle berceuse gaélique qui renforce encore le côté celtique de cette bande originale. Que dire de Learn Me Right, une chanson pleine d’entrain et fortement écossaise.

Avec ce film, Pixar tient là une de ses plus belles bandes originales, si ce n’est la plus belle de toutes à ce jour.

When the cold wind is calling
and the sky is clear and bright
Musty mountains sang and beckoned
lead me out into the light

I will ride, I will fly
Chase the wind and touch the sky
I will fly
Chase the wind and touch the sky

Where darkness hides secrets
and mountains are fierce and bold
Deep waters hold reflections
of times lost long ago

I will hear their every story
take hold of my own dream
Be as strong as the seas are stormy
and proud as an eagle’s scream

I will ride, I will fly
Chase the wind and touch the sky
I will fly
Chase the wind and touch the sky

And touch the sky
Chase the wind, chase the wind
Touch the sky

This love, it is a distant star
guiding us home wherever we are
This love, it is a burning sun
Shining light on the things that we’ve done

I try to speak to you everyday
but each word we spoke, the wind blew away

Could these walls come crumbling down ?
I want to feel my feet on the ground
and leave behind this prison we share
Step into the open air

How did we let it come to this ?
What we just tasted we somehow still miss

How will it feel when this day is done
and can we keep what we’ve only begun ?

And now these walls come crumbling down
and I can feel my feet on the ground
Can we carry this love that we share
into the open air ?
Into the open air
Into the open air

This love, it is a burning sun.

Though I may speak some tongue of old
Or even spit out some holy word
I have no strength with which to speak
When you sit me down and see I’m weak

We will run and scream
You will dance with me
We’ll fulfill our dreams and we’ll be free

We will run and scream
You will dance with me
We’ll fulfill our dreams and we’ll be free

We will be who we are
And they’ll heal our scars
Sadness will be far away

So I had done wrong but you put me right
My judgement burned in the black of night
When I give less than I take
It is my fault my own mistake

We will run and scream
You will dance with me
We’ll fulfill our dreams and we’ll be free
We will be who we are
And they’ll heal our scars
Sadness will be far away

I’ve hunted for him high ‘n’ low; I’ve looked him in the eye.
I dream about the perfect way, tae make this devil die.
Come taste ma blade ya manky bear for gobblin’ up ma leg!
I’ll hunt ye then I’ll skin ye, hang your noggin on a peg!

Mor’du, Mor’du
Mor’du, Mor’du!
You’re ancient as the highlands and as unforgivin’ too.
Mor’du, Mor’du
Mor’du, Mor’du!
Now the time has come for all of us tae slaughter you!

He’s bigger than a Cuillin, killin’ armies with his paws.
Mor’du is never happy till the blood runs from his jaws.
He murders in the mountains and he fights with ev’ry clan.
His teeth and jowls have ripped the hearts fae many a highland man.

Mor’du, Mor’du
Mor’du, Mor’du!
He’s stolen lads and lassies and wee ‘bonnie babies too’!
Mor’du, Mor’du
Mor’du, Mor’du!
Now the time has come for all of us tae slaughter you!

Through glen and bog and peat and fog we’ll find your furry lair.
And then we’ll lance you, make you dance- you bear that are nae mair.
We’ll roast your rump, add haggis and neeps, and fry your blue blood black.
We’ll mix a slice of thigh with spice and grill you on the rack.

Mor’du, Mor’du
Mor’du, Mor’du!
We’ll bile yur heed wae dumplin’ breed tae make an ursine stew.
Mor’du, Mor’du
Mor’du, Mor’du!
Now the time has come for all the clans tae slaughter you!

We’ll make his hide ‘a cozy chair’, his head upon the wall.
We’ll splash a dram of whiskey on his snout at every ball.
Tales will tell from glen to glen of how we slayed the beast.
And all will toast brave highland men at every royal feast.

Mor’du, Mor’du
Mor’du, Mor’du!
The legend spreads from fire tae fire, of the devil that we slew.
Mor’du, Mor’du
Mor’du, Mor’du!
Now the time has come for all the clans tae slaughter you!