Faryl Smith - Blow the Wind Southerly | Текст песни

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Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly,
Blow the wind south o'er the bonny blue sea;
Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly,
Blow bonny breeze my true love to me.

They told me last night there were ships in the offing,
And I hurried down to the deep rolling sea;
But my eye could not see it,
Wherever might be it,
The bark that is bearing my true love to me.

Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly,
Blow the wind south o'er the bonny blue sea;
Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly,
Blow bonny breeze and bring him to me.

Is it not sweet to hear the breeze singing,
As light as it comes o'er the deep rolling sea?
But sweeter and dearer by far when 'tis bringing
The bark of my true love in safety to me.

Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly,
Blow the wind south o'er the bonny blue sea…

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