Аквариум - Bridgit O`Malley

(Ирландская народная песня)

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Oh Bridgit O'Malley. You've left my heart shaken

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With a hopeless desolation, I'd have you to know

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It's the wonders of admiration your quiet face has taken

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And your beauty will haunt me wherever I go.

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The white moon above the pale sands, the pale stars

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                                          above the thorn tree

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Are cold beside my darling, but no purer than she

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I gaze upon the cold moon till the stars drown in the warm sea

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And the bright eyes of my darling are never on me.

My Sunday it is weary, my Sunday it is grey now

My heart is a cold thing, my heart is a stone

All joy is dead within me, my life has gone away now

For another has taken My Love for his own.

The day it is approaching when we were to be married

And it's rather I would die than live only to grieve.

Oh meet me, My Darling, e'er the sets o'er the barley

And I'll meet you there on the road to Drumslieve.

Oh Bridgit O-Malley. You've left my heart shaken

With a hopeless desolation, I'd have you to know

It's the wonders of admiration your quiet face has taken

And your beauty will haunt me wherever I go.