Сергей Матвеев - Самые лучшие английские легенды / The Best English Legends

As one grew bright as is the sun,
(Lay the bent to the bonnie broom)
So coal black grew the elder one.
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

A knight came riding to the lady’s door,
(Lay the bent to the bonnie broom)
He’d travelled far to be their wooer.
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

He courted one with gloves and rings,
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But he loved the other above all things.
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

“Oh sister, will you go with me
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To watch the ships sail on the sea?”
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

She took her sister by the hand
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And led her down to the North Sea strand.
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

And as they stood on the windy shore
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The dark girl threw her sister o’er. [38] threw her sister o’er – столкнула сестру вниз
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

Sometimes she sank, sometimes she swam,
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Crying, “Sister, reach to me your hand!
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

“Oh Sister, Sister, let me live,
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And all that’s mine I’ll surely give.”
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

“It’s your own true love that I’ll have and more,
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But thou shalt never come ashore. [39] thou shalt never come ashore = you’ll never come ashore – тебе никогда не выбраться на берег ”
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

And there she floated like a swan,
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The salt sea bore her body on.
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

Two minstrels walked along the strand
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And saw the maiden float to land.
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

They made a harp of her breastbone,
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Whose sound would melt a heart of stone.
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

They took three locks of her yellow hair,
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And with them strung the harp so rare.
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

They went into her father’s hall
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To play the harp before them all,
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

But when they laid it on a stone
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The harp began to play alone.
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

The first string sang a doleful sound:
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“The bride her younger sister drowned.”
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

The second string as that they tried,
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In terror sits the black-haired bride.
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)

The third string sang beneath their bow,
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“And surely now her tears will flow. [40] And surely now her tears will flow. – И теперь наверняка прольются её слезы. ”
(Fa la la la la la la la la la)