Архилин - Siúil a Rúin (Ирландская народная песня 17 века) | Текст песни

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I wish, I wish, I wish in vain,
I wish I had my heart again.
And vainly think I’d not complain…

Shule, shule, shule aroon
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn;
Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.

I wish I were on yonder hill
'Tis there I'd sit and cry my fill,
And ev'ry tear would turn a mill,

I'll sell my rod, I'll sell my reel
I'll sell my only spinning wheel
To buy my love a sword of steel...

Shule, shule, shule aroon
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn;
Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.

I'll dye my petticoats, I'll dye them red
And through the streets I'll beg my bread,
Until my parents shall wish me dead

I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
I wish I had my heart again,
And vainly think I'd not complain
Iss guh day thoo a voorneen slawn.

Shule, shule, shule aroon
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn;
Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen
Shule, shule, shule aroon
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn;
Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.