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Bridget O'Malley Songtext

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Der Songtext "Bridget O'Malley" von "Irische Lieder" erzählt von einem Mann namens Bridget O'Malley, der sein Herz gebro...

Oh Bridget O'Malley you've left my heart shaken
With a hopeless desolation I'd have you to know
It's the wonders if adimiration your quite face has taken
And your beauty willh aunt me wherever I go.
The white moon above the pale sands, the pale stars above the thorn till
Are cold beside my darling, but not purer than she
I gaze upon the cold moon till the stars down in the warm seas
And the bright eyes of my darling are never on me.
My sunday it is weary, my sunday it is grey now
My heart is a cold thing, my heart is a stone
All joy is dead with me, my life has gone away now
For another has taken
My love for his own.
The day is approaching when we were to be married
And it's rather I would than live only to grieve
Oh, meet me,
My darling, e'er the sun sets o'er the barley.
And I'll meet you there on the road to Drumslieve.
Oh Bridget O'Malley, you have my heart shaken
With a hopless desolation, I'd have you to know
It's the wonders if admiration your quiet face has taken
And your beauty will haunt me wherever I go.