Jamie McMenemy - The Lass That Made The Bed To Me (Robert Burns) | Текст песни

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• The Lass That Made The Bed To Me (Robert Burns)

When Januar’ wind was blawing cauld,
As to the north I took my way,
The mirksome night did me enfauld,
I knew na where to lodge till day.

By my good luck a maid I met,
Just in the middle o’ my care;
And kindly she did me invite
To walk into a chamber fair.

I bow’d fu’ low, unto this maid,
And thank’d her for her courtesie;
I bow’d fu’ low unto this maid,
And bade her mak a bed for me.

She made the bed baith large and wide,
Wi’ twa white hands she spread it down;
She put the cup to her rosy lips,
And drank, “Young man, now sleep ye soun’.”

She snatch’d the candle in her hand,
And frae my chamber went wi’ speed;
But I call’d her quickly back again
To lay some mair below my head.

A cod she laid below my head,
And served me wi’ due respect;
And, to salute her wi’ a kiss,
I put my arms about her neck.

“Haud off your hands, young man,” she says,
“And dinna sae uncivil be:
Gif ye hae onie love for me,
O wrang na my virginitie!”

Her hair was like the links o’ gowd,
Her teeth were like the ivorie;
Her cheeks like lilies dipt in wine,
The lass that made the bed to me.

Her bosom was the driven snaw,
Twa drifted heaps sae fair to see;
Her limbs the polish’d marble stane,
The lass that made the bed to me.

I kiss’d her owre and owre again,
And aye she wist na what to say,
I laid her between me and the wa’ —
The lassie thought na lang till day.

Upon the morrow when we rase,
I thank’d her for her courtesie;
But aye she blush’d, and aye she sigh’d,
And said, “Alas! ye’ve ruin’d me.”

I clasp’d her waist, and kiss’d her syne,
While the tear stood twinkling in her e’e;
I said, “My lassie, dinna cry,
For ye aye shall mak the bed to me.”

She took her mither’s Holland sheets,
And made them a’ in sarks to me:
Blythe and merry may she be,
The lass that made the bed to me.

The bonnie lass made the bed to me,
The braw lass made the bed to me;
I’ll ne’er forget, till the lady I die,
The lass that made the bed to me!