Оригинален текст
Oh a family of bards
A travelling went to distant lands
A singing sweet
With pipes and strings and an open
Heart,just to wish their brothers
The good life
[Chorus:]
Greensleeves was all our joy
Greensleeves was our delight
Greensleeves our heart of gold
And who but our noble greensleeves
In Dante's land, oh there they
Marble strong,to see this celtic
Bloods sincerety, a look a smile
Even a tiny gift and turned
Their backs though curtesely
[Chorus:]
Then come to the citiy of a waltz
They say: "There they'll love you, passionately"
But in truth they were given no time and even scorned
For the city of music
Is gone for gold
[Chorus:]
So they danced their way
Though scared and pained
To Shiller's sweet haven
And dearest folk and at last
They were watched with wondering love
And that lifted this family's saddened heart