Текст песни Burns Robert - My Peggys Face
Burns Robert - My Peggys Face слова песни
My Peggy`s Face(Robert Burns)My Peggy`s face, my Peggy`s formThe frost of hermit age might warm.My Peggy`s worth, my Peggy`s mindMight charm the first of human kind.I love my Peggy`s angel air,Her face so truly heavenly fair,Her native grace so void of art:But I adore my Peggy`s heart.The lily`s hue, the rose`s dye,The kindling lustre of an eye-Who but owns their magic sway ?Who but knows they all decay ?The tender thrill, the pitying tear,The generous purpose, nobly dear,The gentle look that rage disarms-These are all immortal charms.tune: My Peggy`s face (181)filename[ PEGYFACEplay.exe PEGYFACEARB===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===