Текст песни The Lass of Aughrim (Beth Patterson) с переводом

If you’ll be the lass of Aughrim

As I’ll take you to be

Tell me that first token

That passed between you and me

Oh don’t you remember

That night on yon lean hill

When we both met together

I am sorry now to tell

Oh the rain falls on my yellow locks

And the dew soaks my skin;

My babe lies cold in my arms;

Lord Gregory, let me in

Oh the rain falls on my heavy locks

And the dew soaks my skin;

My babe lies cold in my arms;

But none will let me in

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