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  • çok güzel bir ween şarkısı, alır götürür sizi eskilere, uzaklara. sözleri de şu şekildir:

    cold blows the wind over my true love
    cold blows the drops of rain
    i never had but one true love
    and in camville he was slain

    i’ll do as much for my true love as any young girl may
    i’ll sit and weep down by his grave for twelve month and one day

    but when twelve months were come and gone
    this young man he arose
    what makes you weep down by my grave
    i can’t take my repose

    one kiss, one kiss of your lily white lips -- one kiss is all i crave
    one kiss, one kiss of your lily white lips and return back to your grave

    my lips they are as cold as my clay
    my breath is heavy and strong
    if thou was to kiss my lily white lips
    thy days would not be long

    oh don’t you remember the garden grove where we used to walk
    pluck the finest flower of them all, twill wither to a stalk

    go fetch me a nun from the dungeon deep
    and water from a stone
    and white milk from a maiden’s breast,
    that babe ere never known

    go dig me a grave both long, wide and deep as quickly as you may
    i’ll lie down in it and take one sleep for twelve month and one day

    cold blows the wind over my true love
    cold blows the drops of rain
    i never had but one true love
    and in camville he was slain

    i’ll do as much for my true love as any young girl may
    i’ll sit and weep down by his grave for twelve month and one day..
  • hedonism albumundeki bellowhead yorumu da oldukca guzel olan sarki.