Текст и перевод песни Kate Rusby - Cruel

Cruel

Cruel were my parents, to tear my love from me,
Cruel was the pressgang that took him to the sea,
Cruel was the little boat that rowed him off the strand,
And cruel was the big ship, that took him from the land,
Haul away, boys, haul away,
Haul away, boys, haul away.
Cruel was the water, that ship it sailed upon,
Cruel was the fair wind, for now my loves he′s gone,
Had you blown a roaring gale they'd have left him on dry land,
Where he would walk besides me and I would hold his hand,
Haul away boys, haul away,
Haul away boys, haul away.
The ring beneath my pillow, is the ring he gave to me,
I′ll wear it on my finger, for all the world to see,
But cruel was the captain, the bo'sun, and the men,
For they didn't give a farthing if I saw my love again,
Haul away, boys, haul away,
Haul away boys, haul away.
Cruel were my parents, to tear my love from me,
Cruel was the pressgang that took him to the sea,
Cruel was the little boat that rowed him off the strand,
And cruel was the big ship, that took him from the land,
Haul away, boys, haul away,
Haul away, boys, haul away.

Cruelle

Mes parents étaient cruels, de m'arracher mon amour,
La bande de presse était cruelle de l'emmener à la mer,
La petite barque était cruelle qui l'a ramé loin du rivage,
Et le grand navire était cruel, qui l'a emmené de la terre,
Tire, les garçons, tire,
Tire, les garçons, tire.
L'eau était cruelle, sur laquelle le navire a navigué,
Le vent favorable était cruel, car maintenant mon amour est parti,
Si tu avais soufflé une tempête rugissante, ils l'auraient laissé sur terre sèche,
Où il marcherait à mes côtés et je tiendrais sa main,
Tire, les garçons, tire,
Tire, les garçons, tire.
La bague sous mon oreiller, est la bague qu'il m'a donnée,
Je la porterai à mon doigt, pour que le monde entier le voie,
Mais le capitaine était cruel, le maître d'équipage, et les hommes,
Car ils ne se sont pas souciés d'un sou si je revoyais mon amour,
Tire, les garçons, tire,
Tire, les garçons, tire.
Mes parents étaient cruels, de m'arracher mon amour,
La bande de presse était cruelle de l'emmener à la mer,
La petite barque était cruelle qui l'a ramé loin du rivage,
Et le grand navire était cruel, qui l'a emmené de la terre,
Tire, les garçons, tire,
Tire, les garçons, tire.