Silly Wizard – A Glint Of Silver / Wha'll Be King But Cherlie?
Silly Wizard – The Queen Of Argyll
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***
Господа, мой долг сказать вам
О прекраснейшей из дам, но
Попрошу вас об услуге,
Не искать её пока.
Хоть, признаю, дева с нравом,
И черты её... но право,
Нету слов для описанья
Королевы Аргáйла*
Если б вы её вдруг встретили,
Парни, вы бы видели!
Движенья как у лебедя,
Улыбка так чудна,
Что в саду цветущем розы
Её прощенья просят,
Ведь красой им не сравниться
С королевой Аргáйла
В упомянутый мной вечер
Я держал свой путь беспечно
Через край наш, где, известно,
Правят стиль и красота
Это место для мудрейших,
Учёных и пьянейших,
Но их всех затмила светом
Королева Аргáйла
Если б вы её вдруг встретили,
Парни, вы бы видели!
Движенья как у лебедя,
Улыбка так чудна,
Что в саду цветущем розы
Её прощенья просят,
Ведь красой им не сравниться
С королевой Аргáйла
Что ж, друзья, пора идти, я
Не хотел бы огорчить, но
Уж тем более обманывать,
Что встретимся когда.
Должен к ней найти дорогу,
Добиваться понемногу,
Ведь моё забрала сердце
Королева Аргáйла
Если б вы её вдруг встретили,
Парни, вы бы видели!
Движенья как у лебедя,
Улыбка так чудна,
Что в саду цветущем розы
Её прощенья просят,
Ведь красой им не сравниться
С королевой Аргáйла
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*Аргáйл (Аргайлл, Аргайллшир) - местность такая в Шотландии.
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Gentlemen, it is my duty
To inform you of one beauty
Though I'd ask of you a favour
Not to seek her for a while
Though I own she is a creature
Of character and feature
No words can paint the picture
Of the queen of all Argyll
And if you could have seen her there
Boys, if you had just been there
The swan was in her movements
And the marvel in her smile
All the roses in the garden
They bow and ask her pardon
For not one could match the beauty
Of the Queen of all Argyll
On the evening that I mentioned
I passed with light intention
Through a part of our dear country
Known for beauty and for style
In the place of noble thinkers
Of scholars and great drinkers
But above them all for splendour
Shone the Queen of all Argyll
And if you could have seen her there
Boys, if you had just been there
The swan was in her movements
And the marvel in her smile
All the roses in the garden
They bow and ask her pardon
For not one could match the beauty
Of the Queen of all Argyll
So my lads I needs must leave you
My intentions no' to grieve you
Nor indeed would I deceive you
Oh I'll see you in a while
I must find some way to gain her
To court her and attain her
I fear my heart's in danger
From the Queen of all Argyll
And if you could have seen her there
Boys, if you had just been there
The swan was in her movements
And the marvel in her smile
All the roses in the garden
They bow and ask her pardon
For not one could match the beauty
Of the Queen of all Argyll
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Silly Wizard – A Glint Of Silver / Wha'll Be King But Cherlie?
***
Come through the heather, around him gather,
Ye're a' the welcomer early
Around him cling wi' a' your kin,
For wha'll be King but Charlie?
Come through the heather, around him gather,
Come, Ronald, come Donald, come a' the gither
And crown your rightfu' lawfu' King!
For wha'll be King, but Charlie?
The news frae Moidart cam' yestreen,
Will som gar mony ferlie,
For ships o' war hae just come in.
And landed Royal Charlie!
The Highland clans, wi' sword in hand,
Frae John o'Groats to Airlie,
Ha'e to a man declar'd to stand
Or fa' wi' Royal Charlie!
Come through the heather, around him gather,
Ye're a' the welcomer early
Around him cling wi' a' your kin,
For wha'll be King but Charlie?
Come through the heather, around him gather,
Come, Ronald, come Donald, come a' the gither
And crown your rightfu' lawfu' King!
For wha'll be King, but Charlie?
The Lowlands a' baith great and sma'
Wi' mony a lord and laird,
Hae' declar'd for Scotland's king, and law,
Spier ye what, but Charlie!
Come through the heather, around him gather,
Ye're a' the welcomer early
Around him cling wi' a' your kin,
For wha'll be King but Charlie?
Come through the heather, around him gather,
Ye're a' the welcomer early
And crown your rightfu' lawfu' King!
For wha'll be King, but Charlie?
Then here's a health to Charlie's cause,
An' be it complete an' early,
His very name our heart's bluid warms,
To arms for Royal Charlie!
Come through the heather, around him gather,
Ye're a' the welcomer early
Around him cling wi' a' your kin,
For wha'll be King but Charlie?
Come through the heather, around him gather,
Ye're a' the welcomer early
And crown your rightfu' lawfu' King!
For wha'll be King, but Charlie?