paroles de chanson Skye Boat Song - The Irish Rovers

Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wing
Onward the sailors cry
Carry the lad that's born to be king
Over the sea to Skye
Loud the winds howl loud the waves roar
Thunderclaps rend the air
Baffled our foes stand on the shore
Follow they will not dare
Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wing
Onward the sailors cry
Carry the lad that's born to be king
Over the sea to Skye
Many's the lad fought on that day
Well the claymore could wield
When the night came silently lay
Dead on Culloden's field
Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wing
Onward the sailors cry
Carry the lad that's born to be king
Over the sea to Skye
Billow and breeze islands and seas
Mountains of rain and sun
All that was good all that was fair
All that was ours is gone
Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wing
Onward the sailors cry
Carry the lad that's born to be king
Over the sea to Skye
Burned are our homes exile and death
Scatter the loyal men
Yet e'er the sword cool in the sheath
Charlie will come again
Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wing
Onward the sailors cry
Carry the lad that's born to be king
Over the sea to Skye