The Cuckoo (Another Version) Jean Ritchie
На этой странице вы найдете полный текст песни "The Cuckoo (Another Version)" от Jean Ritchie. Lyrxo предлагает вам самый полный и точный текст этой композиции без лишних отвлекающих факторов. Узнайте все куплеты и припев, чтобы лучше понять любимую песню и насладиться ею в полной мере. Идеально для фанатов и всех, кто ценит качественную музыку.
[Verse 1]
The cuckoo, she's a pretty bird
She sings as she flies
She brings us glad tidings
She tells us no lies
She sucks all sweet flowers
To make her voice clear
And she never sings cuckoo
'Til the spring of the year
[Verse 2]
Come all you young women
Take a warning from me
Ne'er place your affections
On the green growing tree
For the roots, they will wither
And the branches will rot
If I am forsaken
I know not for what
[Verse 3]
If I am forsaken
I'll not be forsworn
And he surely is mistaken
If he thinks that I'll mourn
I'll get myself up in
Some higher degree
And I'll pass as light by him
As he does by me
The cuckoo, she's a pretty bird
She sings as she flies
She brings us glad tidings
She tells us no lies
She sucks all sweet flowers
To make her voice clear
And she never sings cuckoo
'Til the spring of the year
[Verse 2]
Come all you young women
Take a warning from me
Ne'er place your affections
On the green growing tree
For the roots, they will wither
And the branches will rot
If I am forsaken
I know not for what
[Verse 3]
If I am forsaken
I'll not be forsworn
And he surely is mistaken
If he thinks that I'll mourn
I'll get myself up in
Some higher degree
And I'll pass as light by him
As he does by me
Комментарии (0)
Минимальная длина комментария — 50 символов.
Информация
Мы рекомендуем вам зарегистрироваться или авторизоваться, чтобы оставлять комментарии и использовать все функции сайта.
Комментариев пока нет. Вы можете быть первым!