Blaeberry Mou - by
The flitterin faces come doun the brae
/ And the baskets gowd and green;
/ And nane but a blindie wud speer the day
/ Whaur…
The flitterin faces come doun the brae
/ And the baskets gowd and green;
/ And nane but a blindie wud speer the day
/ Whaur…
Ann an ceàrn àraidh de Shìona,
/ san iar-dheas, nach fhada bho bheanntan Iunnàn,
/ tha gnè ùbhlan rim faighinn
/ a tha cho anabarrach taitneach
/ ’s…
There were never strawberries
like the ones we had
that sultry afternoon
Znów zobaczyłem prawdziwą cytrynę.
/ Przywiozła mi ją Ania, z Francji.
/ Myślała: wracać, czy może zostać?
/ Na dobrą sprawę, co ją tutaj trzyma –…
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