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  • Текст песни Ирландский фольклор - Farewell to Nancy

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    Тут находится текст песни Ирландский фольклор - Farewell to Nancy, а также перевод, видео и клип.

    Telenn Gwad - Farewell to Nancy
    "Милая моя, взял бы я тебя". Ирландская народная песня.

    Farewell Nancy (Traditional)

    Farewell my lovely Nancy, for now I must leave you.
    Unto the salt seas I am bound for to go.
    But let my long absence be of no trouble to you.
    For I will return in the spring as you know.

    Like some pretty little sea boy, I will dress and go with you.
    In the deepest of danger, I shall stand your friend.
    In the cold stormy weather, where the winds they are blowing.
    My dear, I’ll be willing to wait on you then.

    Your pretty little hands cannot handle our tackle.
    Your pretty little feet on our top mast can’t go.
    And the cold stormy weather, love you ne’er can endure.
    Therefore dearest Nancy to the seas do not go.

    So farewell my lovely Nancy, for now I must leave you.
    Unto the salt seas I am bound for to go.
    But let my long absence bring no trouble to you.
    For I will return in the spring as you know.

    Telenn Gwad - Farewell to Nancy
    "Милая моя, взял бы я тебя". Ирландская народная песня.

    Farewell Nancy (Traditional)

    Farewell my lovely Nancy, for now I must leave you.
    Unto the salt seas I am bound for to go.
    But let my long absence be of no trouble to you.
    For I will return in the spring as you know.

    Like some pretty little sea boy, I will dress and go with you.
    In the deepest of danger, I shall stand your friend.
    In the cold stormy weather, where the winds they are blowing.
    My dear, I’ll be willing to wait on you then.

    Your pretty little hands cannot handle our tackle.
    Your pretty little feet on our top mast can’t go.
    And the cold stormy weather, love you ne’er can endure.
    Therefore dearest Nancy to the seas do not go.

    So farewell my lovely Nancy, for now I must leave you.
    Unto the salt seas I am bound for to go.
    But let my long absence bring no trouble to you.
    For I will return in the spring as you know.

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