Celtic Woman - Siulil A Run - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction Celtic Woman - Siulil A Run




Siulil A Run
Siúil a Rúin (Walk, My Love)
Shule, shule, shule aroon
Come, come, come my love,
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn,
Come softly and come silently,
Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume,
Come to the door and gently call,
Shule, shule, shule aroon
Come, come, come my love,
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn,
Come softly and come silently,
Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume,
Come to the door and gently call,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.
And I will go with you, my darling.
I wish I was on yonder hill
I wish I was on yonder hill
′Tis there I'd sit and cry my fill,
There I would sit and cry my fill,
And every tear would turn a mill
And every tear would turn a mill
I′ll sell my rod, I'll sell my reel
I'll sell my rod, I'll sell my reel
I'll sell my only spinning wheel
I'll sell my only spinning wheel
To buy my love a sword of steel
To buy my love a sword of steel
Shule, shule, shule aroon
Come, come, come my love,
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn,
Come softly and come silently,
Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume,
Come to the door and gently call,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.
And I will go with you, my darling.
I′ll dye my petticoats, I′ll dye them red
I'll dye my petticoats, I'll dye them red
And 'round the world I′ll beg my bread
And around the world I'll beg my bread
Until my parents shall wish me dead
Until my parents shall wish me dead
Shule, shule, shule aroon
Come, come, come my love,
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn,
Come softly and come silently,
Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume,
Come to the door and gently call,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.
And I will go with you, my darling.
Shule, shule, shule aroon
Come, come, come my love,
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn,
Come softly and come silently,
Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume
Come to the door and gently call,
Shule, shule, shule aroon
Come, come, come my love,
Shule go succir agus, shule go kewn,
Come softly and come silently,
Shule go durrus oggus aylig lume,
Come to the door and gently call,
Iss guh day thoo avorneen slawn.
And I will go with you, my darling.





Writer(s): Trad, David Downes


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