Текст песни Sting and Police - Waters Of Tyne
Sting and Police - Waters Of Tyne слова песни
Written by AnonI cannot get to my love if I would die;The water of Tyne runs between her and meAnd here I must stand with a tear in my `ee,Both sighing and sickly, my sweetheart to seeI cannot get to my love, if I would die;The water of Tyne runs between her and meAnd here I must stand with a tear in my `ee,Both sighing and sickly my sweetheart to seeOh, where is the boatman, my bonny hinny?Oh, where is the boatman? Bring him to meTo ferry me over the Tyne to my honey,And I will remember the boatman and theeOh, bring me a boatman, I`ll give any money,And you for your troubles rewarded shall beTo ferry me over the Tyne to my honeyOr scull her across the rough river to me.