Перевод песни The Corrs – The Minstrel Boy
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The Minstrel Boy- to the war is gone In the rank of death- you’ll- find him His father’s sword- he has girded on And his wild harp slung- be-hind him «Land of Song» said the warrior Bard «Though all the world betrays- thee One sword at least- thy- rights shall guard One- faithful harp- shall- praise thee» The Minstrel fell- but the forman’s chain Could not bring his proud- sail- under The Harp he loved- ne’er spoke again For he tore it’s chords- a-sunder And said «No chains shall- sully thee Thou soul of love and bravery Thy songs were made for the pure and the free They- shall never sound- in- slavery»