The Braes O Balquiddher Wild Mountain Thyme
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Who will plow the field now, and who will sow the corn
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Who will wash the sheep now, and keep them neatly shorn
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The stack that's in the haggard, un-touched it may re-main
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Since Johnny went a-thrashing all in the wars of Spain
CHORUS:
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Johnny, lovely Johnny, he's sailing o'er the main
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A-long with other patriots, to fight the King of Spain
And the girls from the bawn-oag in sorrow may re-tire
The piper and his bellows, (may) go home and blow the fire
At fairs and hurling matches, your likes we seldom see
Till you come home a-gain to us, a-storeen oag mo cree
And a cruel fate will not permit our Johnny to re-turn
His heavy loss, we Bantry girls will never cease to mourn
We re-sign ourselves to our sad lot, and die in grief and pain
Johnny died for freedom's sake in the foreign lands of Spain
NOTES:
- Gaelic phrases are spelled phonetically
- Haggard: a threshing yard
- Ba/no/g: a green patch of ground (Ireland?)
- Mi/an fhomhair: harvest month
- Asto/iri/n o/g mo chroi: little young treasure of my heart
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Les soirs où tu m'la fais
Quand j'veux pas qu'tu t'arrêtes
Tu me boudes et te tais
Quand je suis àbout d'nerfs
Tu te roules sur la table
Jusqu'àtomber par terre
Et rester introubable
Et pourtant, y'a des soirs
Où tu t'moules àmes doigts
Parfois j'ai peine àcroire
Les mots que tu m'envoies
Tu fais semblant de rien
Mais t'as le sang qui bout
Tu me prends par la main
Puis tu danses comme un fou
Je te porte àma bouche
Te mordille en douceur
Et c'est m