Bert Jansch - Dobbins Flower Vale | Текст песни

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1: As I roved out one evening fair in the pleasant month of June,
The trees they were all in fragrant shade, the flowers all in their bloom;
Down by yon grove as I did roam, no curse did me assail,
When a pair I espied by a riverside in Dobbin's flowery vale.

2: I sat me down for to rest a while beneath yon spreading tree,
And the gentle breeze blew softly by conveyed these words to me;
\"Adieu sweet maid,\" the youth he said, \"For soon I must set sail,
Aye, and bid adieu to Armagh and you, aye and Dobbin's flowery vale.\"

3: \"O cease to grieve that you're alone or think my love untrue,
For wheresoever I chance to go my thoughts are all of you;
There's not a flower in yonder bower in meadow hill or dale,
That will me remind of the maid behind in Dobbin's flowery vale.

4: 'Twas mutual love together true, aye, and fondly they did embrace,
And the tears like drops of morning dew rolled down each other's face;
She tried in vain him to detain but while she did bewail,
He bid adieu, aye, and I withdrew from Dobbin's flowery vale.

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