Spiritual Seasons
Создатель страницы:Mistland
Жанр:World
Откуда: Украина, Харьковская, Харьков
Описание: Группа «Spiritual Seasons», играет Irish и Scandinavian folk-rock Узнать больше
Откуда: Украина, Харьковская, Харьков
Описание: Группа «Spiritual Seasons», играет Irish и Scandinavian folk-rock Узнать больше
Добавлено: 06.12.2007
Жанр: Кельтская музыка
Tarry Trowsers
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Описание:Английская народная песня.
СD:Vol.5
Студия:U.N.Studio
Авторские права:Spiritual Seasons
Текст:Tarry trowsers
One fine morning as I was walking,
The weather being bright and clear,
I overheard a tender mother,
Talking to her daughter dear.
"Daughter, I would have you marry,
No longer lead a single life."
"O no," said she, "I'd rather tarry,
For my jolly sailor bright."
"Sailors they are given to roving,
Into foreign parts they go;
Then they leave you broken-hearted,
Full of sorrow, grief and woe."
"Mother, would you have me wed a farmer,
Take from me my heart's delight!
Give me the lad whose tarry tarry trowsers
Shine to my eyes like diamonds bright."
One fine morning as I was walking,
The weather being bright and clear,
I overheard a tender mother,
Talking to her daughter dear.
"Daughter, I would have you marry,
No longer lead a single life."
"O no," said she, "I'd rather tarry,
For my jolly sailor bright."
"Sailors they are given to roving,
Into foreign parts they go;
Then they leave you broken-hearted,
Full of sorrow, grief and woe."
"Mother, would you have me wed a farmer,
Take from me my heart's delight!
Give me the lad whose tarry tarry trowsers
Shine to my eyes like diamonds bright."
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