Ed Sheeran - Castle On The Hill (Radio 2 In Concert)

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Live and intimate at the BBC Radio Theatre in 2018, Ed Sheeran plays Castle On The Hill for Radio 2 In Concert
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This is my favourite version of Castle On The Hill. I think it’s the most emotional too. I love Ed Sheeran so much. ♥️♥️♥️

ksenijajemensek
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I absolutely love this version of COTH. It makes a more of an intimate setting. One hell of a song.

popstarsis
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This version just shows how heartfelt Ed’s music is. No need for big band or crazy stunts. Lovely

emircanlas
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Tears in my eyes .. love this guy .. thanks for the music Ed

avinesh
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Damn, i almost forgot it was possible to be popular AND talented ! Very beautiful performence.

leprimesautierprophylactiq
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This is a beautiful rendition of this song and the fact that there are no phones in the air makes it even more special

abecedariusz
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Beautiful concert in Milano at 3.am in Australia. Well getting up for. Heaven to hear his voice in the crisp of the early morning.

monicaal
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Ed never fails to amaze me, so flawless!

ScarlettJ
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Ed sin duda es una de las voces más increíbles!❣

taehyungwithabandana
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When I was six years old I broke my leg
I was running from my brother and his friends
And tasted the sweet perfume of the mountain grass I rolled down
I was younger then, take me back to when I

Found my heart and broke it here
Made friends and lost them through the years
And I've not seen the roaring fields in so long, I know I've grown
But I can't wait to go home

I'm on my way
Driving at ninety down those country lanes
Singing to "Tiny Dancer"
And I miss the way you make me feel, and it's real
We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill

Fifteen years old and smoking hand-rolled cigarettes
Running from the law through the backfields and getting drunk with my friends
Had my first kiss on a Friday night, I don't reckon that I did it right
But I was younger then, take me back to when

We found weekend jobs, when we got paid
We'd buy cheap spirits and drink them straight
Me and my friends have not thrown up in so long, oh how we've grown
But I can't wait to go home

I'm on my way
Driving at ninety down those country lanes
Singing to "Tiny Dancer"
And I miss the way you make me feel, and it's real
We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill

One friend left to sell clothes
One works down by the coast
One had two kids but lives alone
One's brother overdosed
One's already on his second wife
One's just barely getting by
But these people raised me and I can't wait to go home

And I'm on my way, I still remember
This old country lanes
When we did not know the answers
And I miss the way you make me feel, it's real
We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill

skywalker_anakin
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I love ed songs lyrics..👌 👌 👌 👌
So heart touching ...😊 😊 😊 😊
What do yo think ?😎

NIKAXOXO
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Viva Ed Sheeran y like si hablas español

FceroCR
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This version of this song is very beautiful! And that perfect voice makes everything better ❤

cintiasoaresqueiroz
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Comment ne pas l'aimer, il chante tellement bien je l'adore merci pour le partage.

averafalchetto
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J'aurais dû vous dire merci depuis longtemps 😇😗

mirellacravotta
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Where can i find a tutorial for this fingerpicking version

aarongeofmichelena
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I know nothing about this guy or his music, but man he seems the real deal. Proper.

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LYRICS
When I was six years old I broke my leg
I was running from my brother and his friends
And tasted the sweet perfume of the mountain grass I rolled down
I was younger then, take me back to when I
Found my heart and broke it here
Made friends and lost them through the years
And I've not seen the roaring fields in so long, I know I've grown
But I can't wait to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at ninety down those country lanes
Singing to "Tiny Dancer"
And I miss the way you make me feel, and it's real
We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill
Fifteen years old and smoking hand-rolled cigarettes
Running from the law through the backfields and getting drunk with my friends
Had my first kiss on a Friday night, I don't reckon that I did it right
But I was younger then, take me back to when
We found weekend jobs, when we got paid
We'd buy cheap spirits and drink them straight
Me and my friends have not thrown up in so long, oh how we've grown
But I can't wait to go home
I'm on my way
Driving at ninety down those country lanes
Singing to "Tiny Dancer"
And I miss the way you make me feel, and it's real
We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
One friend left to sell clothes
One works down by the coast
One had two kids but lives alone
One's brother overdosed
One's already on his second wife
One's just barely getting by
But these people raised me and I can't wait to go home
And I'm on my way, I still remember
This old country lanes
When we did not know the answers
And I miss the way you make me feel, it's real
We watched the sunset over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill
Over the castle on the hill

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Когда мне было 6 лет, я сломал ногу,
Я бежал от моего брата и его друзей.
И вкусив сладкий запах горной травы,
скатился вниз.
Я был младше тогда, верни меня назад, когда я...

Нашёл своё сердце и разбил его здесь,
Завёл друзей и потерял их спустя годы,
Я не видел шумных полей так долго,
Я знаю, что вырос.
Но я не могу дождаться, когда вернусь домой.

Я в пути,
На скорости 90 по проселочным дорогам,
Распевая «Маленькую Танцовщицу»1,
И я скучаю по тому чувству, что это реально,
Мы наблюдали закат над замком на вершине.

В пятнадцать лет курили самокрутки,
Убегали от закона через задние дворы
и напивались с моими друзьями,
Был мой первый поцелуй в пятничную ночь,
я не уверен, что сделал всё правильно.
Но я был младше тогда, верни меня назад, когда я...

Мы нашли работу на выходные, нам платили,
Мы покупали дешевый алкоголь и пили,
Я и мои друзья, и нас не тошнило,
как же мы все выросли.
Но я не могу дождаться, когда вернусь домой.

Я в пути,
На скорости 90 по проселочным дорогам,
Распевая «Маленькую танцовщицу»,
И я скучаю по тому чувству, что это реально,
Мы наблюдали закат над замком на вершине.
Над замком на вершине холма.
Над замком на вершине холма.

Один друг уехал продавать одежду,
Один работает на побережье,
У одного двое детей, но он живёт один,
У одного брат умер от передозировки,
У одного уже вторая жена,
Ещё один еле сводит концы с концами,
Но эти люди воспитали меня,
И я не могу дождаться, когда вернусь домой.

И я в пути, я всё ещё помню
Эти старые проселочные дороги,
Когда мы не знали ответов,
И я скучаю по тому чувству, что это реально,
Мы наблюдали закат над замком на вершине,
Над замком на вершине холма.
Над замком на вершине холма.

МихаилСергопольцев