Текст песни Burns Robert - Cauld Frosty Morning
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CAULD FROSTY MORNING(Robert Burns)`Twas past ane o`clock in a cauld frosty morning,When cankert November blaws over the plain,I heard the kirk-bell repeat the loud warning,As, restless, I sought for sweet slumber in vain:Then up I arose, the silver moon shining bright;Mountains and valleys appearing all hoary white;Forth I would go, amid the pale, s`ient night,And visit the Fair One, the cause of my pain.-Sae gently I staw to my lovely Maid`s chamber,And rapp`d at her window, low down on my knee;Begging that she would awauk from sweet slum`ber,Awauk from sweet slumber and pity me:For, that a stranger to a` pleasure, peace and rest,Love into madness ha fired my tortur`d breast;And that I should be of a`men the maist unblest,Unless she would pity my sad miserie!My Truic-love arose and whispered to me,(The moon looked in, an envy`d my Love`s charms;)`An innocent Maiden, ah, would you undo me!`I made no reply, but leapt into her arms:Bright Phebus peep`d over the hills and found me there;As he has done, now, seven lang years and mair:A faithfuller, constanter, kinder, more loving Pair,His sweet-chearing beam nor enlightens nor warms.tune: Cauld frosty morning (294)filename[ FRSTMORNplay.exe FRSTMORNARB===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===