paroles de chanson In Shame Love, In Shame - Pauline Scanlon

They whisper their stories and they glance with the eye,
They look over my shoulder when I pass them by,
My father and mother they treat me the same,
Hear the Nightingale crying in shame love, in shame.

Cling to me tight love hold my hand,
The road it is long love, and harsh is the land,
That's the cross we must carry for having no name,
Hear the Nightingale crys now in shame love, in shame.

I have wings on my feet and of love I have dreamed,
The moon and the stars, oh how friendly they seemed,
The touch of his hand in the soft summer rain,
But the Nightingale crys now in shame love, in shame.

Once in the starlight when he held me close,
Down by the green meadows, where grew the wild rose,
The wind sang of love, oh how soft it's refrain,
Hear the Nightingale crying in shame love, in shame.

Now hush little darling we soon will be there,
A blanket of love will surround you with care,
No vile tongues will whisper you will never feel pain,
Hear the Nightingale crying in shame love, in shame.

The meek wil inherit, I curse this decree
And suffers small children will come onto me
And the sins of your father on your head will be laying
Oh hear the nightingale crying in shame love, in shame

How mute are the birds now, my bonny young boy,
How deep is the river, how silent your cry,
Let the water baptise you, then we'll both hear a name,
Hear the Nightingale sing, there's no shame, there's no shame.

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