Текст песни The Minstrel Boy (Eleanor McEvoy) с переводом

The minstrel boy to the war has gone

In the ranks of death you’ll find him;

His father’s sword he has girded on

And his wild harp slung behind him;

«Land of Song!» said the warrior bard

«Though all the world betrays thee

One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard

One faithful harp shall praise thee!»

The Minstrel fell! But the foeman’s chains

Could not bring that proud soul under;

The harp he loved ne’er spoke again

For he tore its chords asunder;

He said «No chains shall sully thee

Thou soul of love and bravery!

Your songs were made for the pure and free

They shall never sound in slavery!

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

(The minstrel boy to the war has gone)

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

(the songs and sentiments are soldiering on)

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

The minstrel boy to the war has gone

The minstrel boy to the war has gone

The minstrel boy to the war has gone

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