Ирландская народная - The Well Below The Valley
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Из фильма "Сестра Магдалены", исполняет священник на свадьбе. Начало, увы, подрезано, и кое-где есть разночтения с текстом (и не только в отдельных словах, весь сюжет сильно почикан - оно и правильно, свадьба, как-никак...), но так она, на мой скромный взгляд, звучит намного лучше , чем в исполнении Planxty.
Chorus
At the well below the valley oh
Green grows the lily oh
Right among the bushes oh
A gentleman was passing by
He asked for a drink as he got dry
My cup is full up to the brim
If I were to stoop I might fall in
If your true lover was passing by
You'd fill him a drink as he got dry
She swore by grass, she swore by corn
That her true love had never been born
He said, Young maid you're swearing wrong
For six young children you had born
If you be a man of noble fame
You'll tell to me the father of them
There's two of them by your Uncle Dan
There's two of them by your Uncle Dan
Another two by your brother John
Another two by your brother John
Another two by your father dear
Another two by your father dear
If you be a man of noble 'steem
You'll tell me what did happen to them
There's two buried 'neath the stable door
There's two buried 'neath the stable door
Another two 'neath the kitchen door
Another two 'neath the kitchen door
Another two buried beneath the wall
Another two buried beneath the wall
If you be a man of noble fame
You'll tell me what will happen myself
You'll be seven years a-ringing the bell
You'll be seven years a-ringing the bell
You'll be seven more burning in hell
You'll be seven more burning in hell
I'll be seven years a-ringing the bell
But the lord above may save my soul
From burning in hell
Chorus
At the well below the valley oh
Green grows the lily oh
Right among the bushes oh
A gentleman was passing by
He asked for a drink as he got dry
My cup is full up to the brim
If I were to stoop I might fall in
If your true lover was passing by
You'd fill him a drink as he got dry
She swore by grass, she swore by corn
That her true love had never been born
He said, Young maid you're swearing wrong
For six young children you had born
If you be a man of noble fame
You'll tell to me the father of them
There's two of them by your Uncle Dan
There's two of them by your Uncle Dan
Another two by your brother John
Another two by your brother John
Another two by your father dear
Another two by your father dear
If you be a man of noble 'steem
You'll tell me what did happen to them
There's two buried 'neath the stable door
There's two buried 'neath the stable door
Another two 'neath the kitchen door
Another two 'neath the kitchen door
Another two buried beneath the wall
Another two buried beneath the wall
If you be a man of noble fame
You'll tell me what will happen myself
You'll be seven years a-ringing the bell
You'll be seven years a-ringing the bell
You'll be seven more burning in hell
You'll be seven more burning in hell
I'll be seven years a-ringing the bell
But the lord above may save my soul
From burning in hell
From the film "Sister Magdalena", performed by a priest at a wedding. The beginning, alas, is trimmed, and in some places there are discrepancies with the text (and not only in separate words, the whole plot is strongly pricked-it is right, the wedding, after all, is ...), but so it, in my modest look, It sounds much better than in Planxt.
Chorus
At the Well Below The Valley Oh
Green Grows The Lily OH
Right Among the Bushes Oh
A Gentleman Was Passing by
He Asked for a Drink as He Got Dry
My cup is full up to the brim
Run I Were to Stoop I Might Fall in
IF YOUR TRUE LOVER WAS PASSING
You'd Fill Him a Drink as He Got Dry
She swore by Grass, She Swore by Corn
That her true love Had Never Been Born
He Said, Young Maid You're Swearing Wrong
For six youung children you had born
If you be a man of noble
You'll Tell to Me The Father of them
There
There
Another Two by your brother john
Another Two by your brother john
Another Two by Your Father Dear
Another Two by Your Father Dear
If you be a man of noble 'Steem
You'll Tell Me What Vid Happen to them
There's Two Buried 'Neath The Stable Door
There's Two Buried 'Neath The Stable Door
Another Two 'Neath The Kitchen Door
Another Two 'Neath The Kitchen Door
Another Two Burved Beneath the Wall
Another Two Burved Beneath the Wall
If you be a man of noble
You'll Tell Me What Will Happen MySelf
You'll be Seven Years A-Ringing the Bell
You'll be Seven Years A-Ringing the Bell
You'll be Seven More Burning in Hell
You'll be Seven More Burning in Hell
I'll Be Seven Years A-Ringing the Bell
But The Lord ABOVE May Save My Soul
From Burning in Hell
Chorus
At the Well Below The Valley Oh
Green Grows The Lily OH
Right Among the Bushes Oh
A Gentleman Was Passing by
He Asked for a Drink as He Got Dry
My cup is full up to the brim
Run I Were to Stoop I Might Fall in
IF YOUR TRUE LOVER WAS PASSING
You'd Fill Him a Drink as He Got Dry
She swore by Grass, She Swore by Corn
That her true love Had Never Been Born
He Said, Young Maid You're Swearing Wrong
For six youung children you had born
If you be a man of noble
You'll Tell to Me The Father of them
There
There
Another Two by your brother john
Another Two by your brother john
Another Two by Your Father Dear
Another Two by Your Father Dear
If you be a man of noble 'Steem
You'll Tell Me What Vid Happen to them
There's Two Buried 'Neath The Stable Door
There's Two Buried 'Neath The Stable Door
Another Two 'Neath The Kitchen Door
Another Two 'Neath The Kitchen Door
Another Two Burved Beneath the Wall
Another Two Burved Beneath the Wall
If you be a man of noble
You'll Tell Me What Will Happen MySelf
You'll be Seven Years A-Ringing the Bell
You'll be Seven Years A-Ringing the Bell
You'll be Seven More Burning in Hell
You'll be Seven More Burning in Hell
I'll Be Seven Years A-Ringing the Bell
But The Lord ABOVE May Save My Soul
From Burning in Hell
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