The Dowie Dens O` Yarrow — текст песни (Celtic Folk)

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THE DOWIE DENS O` YARROW
O late at e`en,and drinking the wine
Ere we made the lawing
We set a pact o` the two between
Tae fecht it in the dawning.

O stay hame, stay hame my bonny bairn
Bide wi` me the morrow
For my cruel brothers will ye betray
On the Dowie Dens o` Yarrow

O as he gaed doon by Tenny`s field
I wa`t he gaed wi` sorrow
For there in a den, were nine armed men
Tae fecht wi` him on Yarrow.

Well have ye cam` tae part yer land ?
Or cam` ye here tae borrow ?
Or did ye cam`tea wield yer brand
On the Dowie Dens o` Yarrow ?

I hav`na` cam` tae part my land
Not yet tae beg or borrow
But I cam` here tae wield my brand
On the Dowie Dens o` Yarrow.

If I see ye all,yer nine tae wan
And that`s an unfair marrow
But I will fecht while lasts my brand
On the Dowie Dens o` Yarrow.

Well five did he hack,and four did he slay
On the bloody braes o` Yarrow
Till that fause knight cam` in ahint
And ran his body through-o.

Gae hame ,gae hame,guid brother John
Find yer sister Sarah
Her lief lord lies cruely slain
On the bloody braes o` Yarrow.

As she gaed doon yon high high hill
I wa`t she gaed wi` sorrow
For there in a den,there were ten slain men
On the bloody braes o` Yarrow.


Traditional Borders ballad.