Песня «Tarantella»
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  • In the merry month of June from me home I started, Left the girls of Tuam so sad and broken hearted, Saluted father dear, kissed me darling mother, Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother, Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born, Cut a stout black thorn to banish ghosts and goblins; Bought a pair of brogues rattling o'er the bogs And fright'ning all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin. One, two, three four, five, Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah ! In Mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary, Started by daylight next morning blithe and early, Took a drop of pure to keep me heart from sinking; Thats a Paddy's cure whenever he's on drinking. See the lassies smile, laughing all the while At me curious style, 'twould set your heart a bubblin' Asked me was I hired, wages I required, I was almost tired of the rocky road to Dublin. One, two, three four, five, Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah ! In Dublin next arrived, I thought it be a pity To be soon deprived a view of that fine city. So then I took a stroll, all among the quality; Me bundle it was stole, all in a neat locality. Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind, No bundle could I find upon me stick a wobblin' Enquiring for the rogue, they said me Connaught brogue Wasn't much in vogue on the rocky road to Dublin. One, two, three four, five, Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah ! >From there I got away, me spirits never falling, Landed on the quay, just as the ship was sailing. The Captain at me roared, said that no room had he; When I jumped aboard, a cabin found for Paddy. Down among the pigs, played some hearty rigs, Danced some hearty jigs, the water round me bubbling; When off Holyhead wished meself was dead, Or better for instead on the rocky road to Dublin. One, two, three four, five, Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah ! Well the boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed, Called meself a fool, I could no longer stand it. Blood began to boil, temper I was losing; Poor old Erin's Isle they began abusing. "Hurrah me soul" says I, me Shillelagh I let fly. Some Galway boys were nigh and saw I was a hobble in, With a load "hurray !" joined in the affray. We quitely cleared the way for the rocky road to Dublin. One, two, three four, five, Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin, Whack follol de rah !
  • Филлеман шёл к реке - К самой красивой липе Там хотел он поиграть на золотой арфе - Потому что руны обещали ему удачу Филлеман обходил течение реки Мастерски мог он на золотой арфе играть Он играл на ней нежно, он играл на ней хитро И птица была тиха на зелёном дереве Он играл на ней нежно, он играл на ней громко Он играл Магнхилд, свободный от рук троля Потом поднялся троль из глубин озера Он громыхал в горах и грохотал в облаках Тут разбил он арфу со всей своей силой И отнял так у троля его силу и мощь ------------------------------------------------ Villemann gjekk seg te storan ĺ, Hei fagraste lindelauvi alle Der han ville gullharpa slĺ For de runerne de lyster han ĺ vinne Villemann gjenge for straumen ĺ stĺ, Mesterleg kunne han gullharpa slĺ Han leika med lente, han leika med list, Og fugelen tagna pĺ grřnande kvist Han leika med lente, han leika med gny, Han leika Magnhild av nykkens arm Men dĺ steig trolli upp or djupaste sjř, Det gjalla i berg og det runga i sky Dĺ slo han si harpe til bonns i sin harm, Og utvinner krafti av trollenes arm.
  • MICK MAGUIRE Oh my name is Mick Maguire and I'll quickly tell to you Of a young girl I admired one Katie Donoghue She was fair and fat and forty and believe me when I say Whenever I'd come in at the door you could hear her mother say Johnny get up from the fire get up and give your man a seat Can't you see it's Mick Maguire and he's courtin' your sister Kate You know very well he owns a farm a wee bit out of the town Ah get out of that ya impudent brat and let Mister Maguire sit down Well the first time that I met her was at a dance in Donnahadee I very kindly ask her would she dance a step with me I asked if I could see her home if she'd be going my way But whenever I'd come in at the door you could hear the ould one say Johnny get up from the fire get up and give your man a seat Can't you see it's Mick Maguire and he's courtin' your sister Kate You know very well he owns a farm a wee bit out of the town Ah get out of that ya impudent brat and let Mister Maguire sit down But now that we are married her mammy's changed her mind Just because I spent the money me father left behind Now she hasn't got the decency to me time of the day And whenever I'd come in at the door you could hear her mammy say Johnny come up to the fire come you're sitting in the draft Can't you see it's ould Maguire and he nearly drives me daft Sure I don't know what gets in him and he's always on the tear So sit where you are and never you dare, give ould Maguire the chair