paroles de chanson The Yeomen of the Guard, Act I: "Nay, lass, be of good cheer" - Stafford Dean feat. Jean Rigby, Robert Lloyd, Kurt Streit, Academy of St. Martin in the Fields & Sir Neville Marriner

Nay, lass, be o' good cheer
We may save him yet
Oh, see, father, they bring the poor gentleman from the beacham
But softly, the lieutenant approaches, he should not see thee weep
Halt
Colonel Fairfax, my old friend
We meet but sadly
Sir, I greet you with all goodwill
In this happy little community, death, when he comes, doth so in
Punctual and businesslike fashion, and like a courtly gentleman
Giveth due notice of his advent that one may not be taken unawares
Sir, you bear this bravely, as a brave man should
Believe me, sir, my lot is not so much amiss
O father, father, I cannot bear it!
My poor lass
Nay, mother