North country. No doubt if I please, I could marry with ease, Where maidens are fair, many lovers will come. But he that I wed must be North country
north country. No doubt if I please, I could marry with ease, Where maidens are fair, many lovers will come. But he that I wed must be north country
译文: 玛丽安斯福尔. 北部地区女佣.
When cockleshells turn silver bells Then will my love return to me Then will my love return to me Then will my love return to me Love return to me Love
The wild mountain thyme that grows around my door Has grown there for two score years or more But I've grown weary waiting for love to say, "come my
Green are your eyes In the morning when you rise. Don't you be afraid, my love, To lie by me, Your father will not know. Love can be broken Though no
How should I your true love know From the other one ? By his cockle hat and staff And his sandal shoon. He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone
Hush now little one, The day has lost its glow The night falls softly round The sandman's sleepy saws. Sleep. The stars will shine tonight High up in
Fare thee well, my own true love Fare thee well a while, For the ship is a-waiting and the wind blows free And I am bound away for the sea, Mary Ann.
the north country. No doubt if I please, I could marry with ease, Where maidens are fair, many lovers will come. But he that I wed must be north country
Sally, free and easy, That should be her name. Sally, free and easy, That should be her name. Took a sailor's lovin' For a nursery game. Oh, the heart
Have you been to scarborough fair Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme. Remember me to one that lives there For once she once was a true lover of mine.
My young love said to me, "my brothers won't mind And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind." Then she turned her face to me and this she
On the firefly platform of sunny goodge street A violent hash-smoker shook a chocolate machine Involved in an eating scene Smashing into neon streets
The first time ever I saw your face I saw the sun rise in your eyes That the moon and stars were a gift you gave To the dark and the empty skies, my
It's a lesson too late for the learning Made of sand, made of sand In the wink of an eye my soul is turning In your hand, in your hand. Are you going
I'm staring at the setting of the sun For I know my time with you is nearly gone And my minutes, they're so precious, yes, each and every one As I try
Oh the summertime is coming And the trees are sweetly blooming And the wild mountain thyme Blooms around the purple heather. Will you go, lassie, go.
