Текст песни Gemma Ward - My Jolly Sailor Bold
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My Jolly Sailor BoldМой лихой моряк
Upon one summer's morning
Одним летним утром
I carefully did stray
Я улизнула из дому
Down by the Walls of Wapping
И гуляла по Вапинг-Уолл,
Where I met a sailor gay.
Где встретила моряка.
Conversing with a young lass
Он стоял с девицей,
Who seem'd to be in pain,
Причитавшей в отчаянии:
Saying, William, when you go
"Уильям, если ты уйдешь,
I fear you'll ne'er return again.
То, боюсь, больше не вернешься".
His hair it hangs in ringlets
У него крутые кудри
His eyes as black as coal
И угольно-черный взгляд.
My happiness attend him
Мое счастье в том, чтобы следовать за ним,
Wherever he may go.
Куда бы он ни направился.
From Tower Hill to Blackwall
Я будут ходить от Тауэр-Хилла и до Блэкуолл,
I'll wander, weep and moan
Рыдая и стеная
All for my jolly sailor
По моему лихому моряку до тех пор,
Until he sails home.
Пока он не приплывет домой.
My father is a merchant
Пришло время во всем признаться
The truth I now will tell
Батюшке, купцу,
And in great London City
Живущему в довольстве
In opulence doth dwell.
В огромном Лондоне.
His fortune doth exceed
У него за душой -
300,000 gold
Триста тысяч золотых,
And he frowns upon his daughter
Он хмурится и злится на дочь,
Who loves a sailor bold.
Полюбившую лихого моряка.
A fig for his riches
Я отреклась от всех богатств,
His merchandise and gold
Всего приданного и злата.
True love has grafted my heart
Истинная любовь вживлена в мою грудь,
Give me my sailor bold.
Прошу только, верните моего лихого моряка.
Should he return in pov'rty
Когда он вернется в нищету
From o'er the ocean far
Из далекого плавания,
To my tender bosom
Я прижму моего веселого морехода
I'll press my jolly tar.
К нежной груди.
My sailor is as smiling
Мой моряк улыбчив,
As the pleasant month of May
Как теплый майский день.
And often we have wandered
В былые дни мы часто бродили
Through Ratcliffe Highway
По Рэдклифф Хайвэй,
Many a pretty blooming
Встречая цветущих
Young girl we did behold
Юных дев,
Reclining on the bosom
Прильнувших к груди
Of her jolly sailor bold.
Своих лихих моряков.
My name it is Maria
Зовут меня Мария,
A merchant's daughter fair
Купеческая дочь.
And I have left my parents
Я отреклась от родительского дома
And three thousand pounds a year
И трех тысяч годовых.
Come all you pretty fair maids
Честные девы,
Whoever you may be
Кем бы вы ни были,
Who love a jolly sailor
Если любите веселого моряка,
That plows the raging sea
Бороздящего неукротимое море, подходите
While up aloft in storm
В шторм
From me his absence mourn
Ко мне, оплакивающей одиночество
And firmly pray arrive the day
И молящейся о том, чтобы настал день,
He's never more to roam.
Когда он больше не уплывет
My heart is pierced by Cupid
Амур пронзил мне сердце,
I disdain all glittering gold
Я презрела сверкающее злато.
There is nothing can console me
Ничто не в силах принести утешение,
But my jolly sailor bold.
Кроме моего лихого моряка.
There is nothing can console me
Ничто не в силах принести утешение,
But my jolly sailor bold.
Кроме моего лихого моряка.
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My jolly sailor boldMy dashing sailor
Upon one summer's morning
One summer morning
I carefully did stray
I sneaked out of the house
Down by the Walls of Wapping
And walked around Waping Wall
Where I met a sailor gay.
Where I met a sailor.
Conversing with a young lass
He stood with a girl
Who seem'd to be in pain,
Wailing in despair:
Saying, William, when you go
"William, if you leave,
I fear you'll ne'er return again.
I’m afraid you won’t come back. ”
His hair it hangs in ringlets
He has cool curls
His eyes as black as coal
And a coal-black look.
My happiness attend him
My happiness is to follow him
Wherever he may go.
Wherever he goes.
From tower hill to blackwall
I will walk from Tower Hill to Blackwall
I'll wander, weep and moan
Weeping and groaning
All for my jolly sailor
To my dashing sailor until then
Until he sails home.
Until he comes home.
My father is a merchant
It's time to confess everything
The truth I now will tell
Father, merchant,
And in great London City
Living in contentment
In opulence doth dwell.
In huge London.
His fortune doth exceed
For his soul -
300,000 gold
Three hundred thousand gold,
And he frowns upon his daughter
He frowns and gets mad at his daughter
Who loves a sailor bold.
Who fell in love with a dashing sailor.
A fig for his riches
I renounced all riches
His merchandise and gold
All the dowry and gold.
True love has grafted my heart
True love is implanted in my chest
Give me my sailor bold.
Please, just return my dashing sailor.
Should he return in pov'rty
When he returns to poverty
From o'er the ocean far
From a distant voyage
To my tender bosom
I will press my merry sailor
I'll press my jolly tar.
To a tender breast.
My sailor is as smiling
My sailor is smiling
As the pleasant month of May
Like a warm May day.
And often we have wandered
In the old days, we often wandered
Through Ratcliffe Highway
By Radcliffe Highway,
Many a pretty blooming
Meeting blooming
Young girl we did behold
Young maidens
Reclining on the bosom
Clinging to my chest
Of her jolly sailor bold.
Their dashing sailors.
My name it is Maria
My name is Maria
A merchant's daughter fair
A merchant's daughter.
And I have left my parents
I renounced my parental home
And three thousand pounds a year
And three thousand per annum.
Come all you pretty fair maids
Honest virgins,
Whoever you may be
Whoever you are
Who love a jolly sailor
If you love a cheerful sailor,
That plows the raging sea
Plowing the indomitable sea, come
While up aloft in storm
Into the storm
From me his absence mourn
To me mourning loneliness
And firmly pray arrive the day
And praying for the day to come
He's never more to roam.
When he will no longer float away
My heart is pierced by Cupid
Cupid pierced my heart
I disdain all glittering gold
I despised sparkling gold.
There is nothing can console me
Nothing can bring comfort
But my jolly sailor bold.
Except for my dashing sailor.
There is nothing can console me
Nothing can bring comfort
But my jolly sailor bold.
Except for my dashing sailor.