Отправлено: 15.06.07 20:49. Заголовок: Так, мимоходом - текст "Ньюкасла"

Come You Not From Newcastle?

Come you not from Newcastle?
Come you not there away?
O met you not my true love?
Riding on a bonny bay?

Why should I not love my love?
And why should not my love love me?
Why should I not speed after him,
Since love to all is free?

There's not a stouter yeoman
That treads the heath'ry moor;
Thereјs not a heart more constant,
More gentle or more pure.

From childhood we were plighted,
And till the death we'll prove
That gold, which conquers pride and power,
Can never shake our love.

My father, once his true friend,
Now spurns him from the door;
My mother owns him worthy,
Yet bids me love no more.

The Squire, his boyhood's playmate,
Would fain his rival be,
And Willie madly rides away
To sail the stormy sea.

But spite of blame and danger,
With Willie I will roam,
His arm my safe defender,
His breast my happy home.

Why should I not love my love?
Why should not my love love me?
Why should we not together roam,
Since love to all is free?

 Отправлено: 15.06.07 22:40. Заголовок: Re:

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 Отправлено: 16.06.07 09:48. Заголовок: Re:

Обязательно!