Craigieburn Wood — текст песни (Burns Robert)

CRAIGIEBURN WOOD
(Robert Burns)
Sweet closes the ev`ning on Craigieburn Wood
And blythely awaukens the morrow;
But the pride o` the spring on the Craigieburn Wood
Can yield me naught but sorrow.
cho: Beyond thee, dearie, beyond thee, dearie,
And O, to be lying beyond thee!
O, sweetly, soundly, weel may he sleep
That`s laid in the bed beyond thee!
I see the spreading leaves and flowers,
I hear the wild birds singing;
But pleasure they hae nane for me,
While care my heart is wringing.
I can na tell, I maun na tell,
I daur na for your anger;
But secret love will brak my heart,
If I conceal it langer.
I see thee gracefu, straight, and tall,
I see thee sweet and bonie;
But O, what will my torment be,
If thou refuse thy Johnie!
To see thee in another`s arms
In love to lie and languish,
`Twad be my dead, that will be seen-
My heart wad burst wi anguish!
But, Jeanie, say thou wilt be mine,
Say thou lo`es nane before me,
And a` my days o` life to come
I`ll gratefully adore thee.
Tune: Craigieburn Wood (340)
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