Just voices

The human voice is the ultimate instrument. Not only do you have it with you wherever you go, but its expressive capabilities seem to be just endless.

This was recorded some time ago, but listen to the young women and men of this choir:

The Parting Glass

I like this one even more. Gets me each time:

Black is the Colour of my True Love’s Hair

“And I love the ground whereon she stands”

Wow.