Pirates of the Caribbean - My Jolly Sailor Bold.(mermaid's song) | Текст песни

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Upon one summer's morning,
I carefully did stray,
Down by the Walls of Wapping,
where I met a sailor gay,
Conversing with a bouncing lass,
who seem'd to be in pain,
Saying, William, when you go,
I fear you will ne'er return again.

My heart is pierced by Cupid,
I disdain all glittering gold,
There is nothing that can console me
but my jolly sailor bold.

His hair hangs in ringlets,
his eyes as black as soles,
My happiness attend him wherever he goes,
From Tower Hill, down to Blackwall,
I'll wander, weep and moan,
All for my jolly sailor bold,
until he does return.

My heart is pierced by Cupid,
I disdain all glittering gold,
There is nothing that can console me
but my jolly sailor bold.

My father is a merchant
— the truth I will now tell,
And in great London City
in opulence doth dwell,
His fortune doth exceed 300,000 gold,
And he frowns upon his daughter,
'cause she loves a sailor bold.
A fig for his riches,
his merchandise,and gold,
True love has grafted
my heart give me my sailor bold:

My heart is pierced by Cupid,
I disdain all glittering gold,
There is nothing that can console me
but my jolly sailor bold.

Should he return in poverty,
from o'er the ocean far,
To my tender bosom,
I'll fondly press my jolly tar.
My sailor is as smiling
as the pleasant month of May,
And oft we have wandered
through Ratcliffe Highway,
Where many a pretty blooming girl
we did behold,
Reclining on the bosom

of her jolly sailor bold.
My heart is pierced by Cupid,
I disdain all glittering gold,
There is nothing that can console me
but my jolly sailor bold.

My name it is Maria,
a merchant's daughter fair,
And I have left my parents
and three thousand pounds a year,
Come all you pretty fair maids,
whoever you may be
Who love a jolly sailor bold
that ploughs the raging sea,
While up aloft, in storm,
from me his absence mourn,
And firmly pray, arrive the day,
he home will safe return.

My heart is pierced by Cupid,
I disdain all glittering gold,
There is nothing that can console me
but my jolly sailor bold.