annan water

• the decemberists 'in son albümü hazards of love dan, pek güzel bir şarkı. john wesley harding diye bir amca'nın da böyle bir şarkısı var ama bunun onla alakası yok.
  aynı zamanda yakınları arasında kate thompson olarak çağırılan başka bir ablamız da böyle bir kitap yazmış. bunun şarkıyla olan ilgisi hakkında henüz bir fikrim ya da bilgim yok.
  
  annan water, you loom so deep and wide
  i would cross over if you would stem the tide
  i'll build a boat that i might ford the other side
  to reach the farthest shore where my true love lies in wait for me
  in wait for me
  in wait for me
  in wait for me
  
  o grey river, your waters ramble wild
  the horses shimmer and bide against the bridle
  but i will cross if mine own horse is pulled from me
  though my mother cries that if i try, i sure will drowned be
  will drowned be
  will drowned be
  will drowned be
  
  and if you call, and let me pass,
  you may render me a rat when i come back
  so calm you waves and slow the churn
  and you may have my precious bones on my return
  
  annan water, o hear my true love's call
  here her holler above your water's pall
  god that i could, that my two arms could give me wing
  and i would cross your breadth and rest my breast about her amber ring
  her amber ring
  her amber ring
  her amber ring
  
  but if you call and let me pass
  you may render me a rat when i come back
  so calm you waves and slow the churn
  you may have my precious bones on my
  on my return