Текст песни Wae's Me for Prince Charlie - Ewan MacColl , Peggy Seeger

A wee bird cam' tae oor ha' door,
He warbled sweet and early
And aye the o'ercam' o' his lilt was,
Wae's me for Prince Chairlie
And when I heard the bonie bonie bird
The tears cam' droppin' rarely
I took my bonnet aff my heid,
Oh will i loue for Prince Chairlie
Said I, My bird, my bonnie bonnie bird,
Is that some tale you've borrowed
Or is't some words you learnt by rote,
Some lilt o' dule and sorrow
Oh no no no, the wee bird sang,
I've flown sin' morning early
Through sic a day o' wind and rain,
Oh wae's me for Prince Chairlie
On hills that are by right his ain
He roams, a lonely stranger
On ilka side he's pressed by want,
On ilka hand by danger
Yestreen I met him in a glen,
My heart near bursted fairly
For sadly changed indeed was he,
Oh wae's me for Prince Chairlie
Dark night came on, the tempest howled
Oot o' the hills and valleys
And where was't that your prince lay doon
Whose hame should be in a palace
He's ro'ed him in a Heilan' plaid
Which covered him but sparely
And slept beneath a bush of broom,
Oh wae's me for Prince Chairlie