Текст (слова) песни: John Mcdermott - Lachin Y Gair

Away, ye gay landscapes, ye gardens of roses!

In you let the minions of luxury rove;

Restore me the rocks where the snow-flake reposes,

Though they are scared to freedom and love:

Yet, caledonia; beloved are thy mountains,

Round their white summits though elements war;

Though cataracts foam stead of smooth-flowing fountains,

I sigh for the valley of dark loch nagar.

Ah! there my young footsteps in infancy wanderd;

My cap was the bonnet, my cloak was the plaid;

On chieftans long perishd my memory ponderd.

As daily I strode through the pine coverd glade.

I sought not my home, till the days dying glory

Gave praise to the rays of the bright polar star;

For fancy was cheerd by traditional story,

Disclosed by the natives of dark loch nagar.

"shades of the dead! have I not heard your voices

Rise on the night-rolling breath of the gale"

Surely the soul of the hero rejoices,

And rides on the wind, oer his own highland vale.

Round loch nagar while the stormy mist gathers,

Winter presides in his cold icy car:

Clouds there encircle the forms of my fathers;

They dwell in the tempests of dark loch nagar.

Yet, caledonia; beloved are thy mountains,

I sigh for the valley of dark loch nagar.

"ill-starrd, though brave, did no visions foreboding

Tell you that fate had forsaken your cause? "

Ah, were you destined to die at culloden,

Victory crownd not your fall with applause:

Still were you happy in deaths earthy slumber,

You rest with your clan in the caves of braemar;

The pibroch resounds, to the pipers loud number,

Your deeds on the echoes of dark loch nagar.

Years have rolld on, loch nagar, since I left you,

Years must elapse ere I tread you again:

Nature or verdure and flowers has bereft you,

Yet still are you dearer than albions plain.

England! thy beauties are tame and domestic

To one who has roved on the mountains afar:

Oh for the crags that are wild and majestic!

The steep frowning glories of dark loch nagar!

Yet, caledonia; beloved are thy mountains,

I sigh for the valley of dark loch nagar.

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: John Mcdermott - Lachin Y Gair Away, ye gay landscapes, ye gardens of roses! In you let the minions of luxury rove; Restore me the rocks where the snow-flake reposes, Though they are scared to freedom and love: Yet, caledonia; beloved are thy mountains, Round their white summits though elements war; Though cataracts foam stead of smooth-flowing fountains, I sigh for the valley of dark loch nagar. Ah! there my young footsteps in infancy wanderd; My cap was the bonnet, my cloak was the plaid; On chieftans long perishd my memory ponderd. As daily I strode through the pine coverd glade. I sought not my home, till the days dying glory Gave praise to the rays of the bright polar star; For fancy was cheerd by traditional story, Disclosed by the natives of dark loch nagar. "shades of the dead! have I not heard your voices Rise on the night-rolling breath of the gale" Surely the soul of the hero rejoices, And rides on the wind, oer his own highland vale. Round loch nagar while the stormy mist gathers, Winter presides in his cold icy car: Clouds there encircle the forms of my fathers; They dwell in the tempests of dark loch nagar. Yet, caledonia; beloved are thy mountains, I sigh for the valley of dark loch nagar. "ill-starrd, though brave, did no visions foreboding Tell you that fate had forsaken your cause? " Ah, were you destined to die at culloden, Victory crownd not your fall with applause: Still were you happy in deaths earthy slumber, You rest with your clan in the caves of braemar; The pibroch resounds, to the pipers loud number, Your deeds on the echoes of dark loch nagar. Years have rolld on, loch nagar, since I left you, Years must elapse ere I tread you again: Nature or verdure and flowers has bereft you, Yet still are you dearer than albions plain. England! thy beauties are tame and domestic To one who has roved on the mountains afar: Oh for the crags that are wild and majestic! The steep frowning glories of dark loch nagar! Yet, caledonia; beloved are thy mountains, I sigh for the valley of dark loch nagar. Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Lachin Y Gair: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/109/1/18267.html Все тексты песен: John Mcdermott » John Mcdermott - Postcard from Paris » John Mcdermott - Sweet Sister Mary » John Mcdermott - Scotland For Ever (Scotland the Brave) » John Mcdermott - Galway Bay » John Mcdermott - O Little Town of Bethlehem » John Mcdermott - What Child is This » John Mcdermott - My Ain Folk » John Mcdermott - Scotland for Ever » John Mcdermott - The Mountains of Mourne » John Mcdermott - Gesu Bambino » John Mcdermott - Bluebells of Scotland » John Mcdermott - Believe Me if All Those Endearing Young » John Mcdermott - Fairwell to Pripchat » John Mcdermott - Christmas Memories » John Mcdermott - By Yon Bonnie Banks » John Mcdermott - One Small Star » John Mcdermott - Barbara Allan » John Mcdermott - Old Tin Star » John Mcdermott - The Massacre of Glencoe » John Mcdermott - Voyage Рекомендуем скачать: » Гости из Будущего - Я думала » Группа риска - Ля шансон » Григорий Дикштейн - Давай, брат, попеняем на судьбу... » Группа риска - Набеpежная Лимпопо » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Бога нет » Геннадий Жаров - Монголфьер » Георгий Дубенецкий - Клуб Альпиндустрия » Глюк`oza - Малыш » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Трамвай » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Клалафуду клалафу » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Скоро настанет совсем » Гиви Чрелашвили - Четвертое измерение » Гайк Мкртчян - Старая песня минувшей любви... » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Простор открыт » Гайк Мкртчян - Все наши встречи, разлуки... » Группа риска - Над Синаем-pекой » Геннадий Жуков - Письма из города. Гений » Геннадий Васильев - Всё б ничего, да кот на печи холод почуял, жмется к теплу... » Гарин Юрий - Самолетик » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - И снова темно
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