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Commenti disabilitati su The Spanish Lady The Spanish Lady
C’è questa faccenduola tradizionale irlandese, che mi mette di buon umore – soprattutto nella versione delle Celtic Women*:
Questa è una variante** delle parole:
As I went down to Dublin city,
At the hour of twelve at night,
Who should I see but the Spanish Lady,
Washing her feet by candle-light.
First she washed them, then she dried them
Over a fire of amber coal,
In all my life I ne’er did see
A maid so sweet about the soul.
CHORUS:
Whack fol the toora, loora laddie
Whack fol the toora loora lay
As I went back through Dublin city
At the hour of half-past eight
Who should I see but the Spanish Lady
Brushing her hair outside the gate.
First she brushed it, then she combed it,
On her hand was a silver comb.
In all my life I ne’er did see
A maid so fair since I did roam.
CHORUS
As I came back through Dublin city
As the sun began to set
Who should I see but the Spanish Lady
Catching a moth in a golden net.
When she saw me then she fled me
Lifting her petticoat over her knee
In all my life I ne’er did see
A maid so shy as the Spanish Lady.
CHORUS
E buona domenica a tutti.
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* Mah… Il gruppo si chiama Celtic Woman, ma ho qualche difficoltà a chiamarle “le Celtic Woman”…