Información de la canción En esta página puedes leer la letra de la canción The Spanish Lady de - Rapalje. Canción del álbum Alesia, en el género КантриFecha de lanzamiento: 26.01.2010
sello discográfico: Tunecore
Idioma de la canción: Inglés
The Spanish Lady(original) |
| As I came down to Dublin city |
| At the hour of half past eight |
| Who should I see but the Spanish lady |
| Brushing her hair in brought daylight |
| First she brushed it, then she tossed it |
| On her lap was a silver comb |
| In all my life I ne’er did see |
| So fair a maid since I did roam |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah laddie |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah lay |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah laddie |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah lay |
| As I came back to Dublin City |
| At the hour of twelve in the night |
| Who should I see but the Spanish lady |
| Washing her feet by candlelight |
| When she spied me, quick she fled me |
| Lifting her petticoats over her knee |
| In all my life I ne’er did see |
| A maid so fair as the Spanish lady |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah laddie |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah lay |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah laddie |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah lay |
| I stopped to look but the watchman passed |
| Says he, young fella the night is late |
| Along with you now or I will wrestle you |
| Straightway through the Bridewell Gate |
| I blew a kiss to the Spanish lady |
| Hot as a fire of angry coals |
| In all my life I ne’er did see |
| A maid so sweet about the soul |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah laddie |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah lay |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah laddie |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah lay |
| I’ve wandered north and I’ve wandered south |
| Through Stoneybatter and Patrick’s Close |
| Up and around by the Gloucester Diamond |
| Round by Napper Tandy’s house |
| Old age had laid her hand on me |
| Cold as a fire of ashy coals |
| But where is the lovely Spanish lady |
| Neat and sweet about the soul |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah laddie |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah lay |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah laddie |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah lay |
| (traducción) |
| Cuando bajé a la ciudad de Dublín |
| A la hora de las ocho y media |
| ¿A quién debo ver sino a la dama española? |
| Cepillando su cabello a la luz del día |
| Primero lo cepilló, luego lo tiró |
| En su regazo había un peine de plata |
| En toda mi vida nunca vi |
| Una doncella tan hermosa desde que deambulé |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah laddie |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah lay |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah laddie |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah lay |
| Cuando volví a la ciudad de Dublín |
| A la hora de las doce de la noche |
| ¿A quién debo ver sino a la dama española? |
| Lavando sus pies a la luz de las velas |
| Cuando me vio, rápido huyó de mí |
| Levantando sus enaguas sobre su rodilla |
| En toda mi vida nunca vi |
| Una doncella tan hermosa como la dama española |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah laddie |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah lay |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah laddie |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah lay |
| Me detuve a mirar pero pasó el vigilante |
| dice él, joven, la noche es tarde |
| Junto contigo ahora o lucharé contigo |
| Inmediatamente a través de Bridewell Gate |
| le tiré un beso a la española |
| Caliente como un fuego de carbones enojados |
| En toda mi vida nunca vi |
| Una criada tan dulce sobre el alma |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah laddie |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah lay |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah laddie |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah lay |
| He vagado por el norte y he vagado por el sur |
| A través de Stoneybatter y Patrick's Close |
| Arriba y alrededor del Gloucester Diamond |
| Ronda por la casa de Napper Tandy |
| La vejez había puesto su mano sobre mí |
| Frío como un fuego de carbones cenicientos |
| Pero, ¿dónde está la hermosa dama española? |
| Limpio y dulce sobre el alma. |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah laddie |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah lay |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah laddie |
| Whack fol the toorah loorah lay |