
Our family abodes a travelling,went to distant lands,
A singing sweet with pipes and string and an open heart,
Just to wish their brothers a good life.
Greensleeves was all my joy,
Greensleeves was my delight.
Greensleeves same heart of gold
And who but my love,Greensleeves.
In Dante´s land,or there they´d marbled strong
To see this Celtic bloods sincerity.
I look,you smile,even a tiny gift
And turn their backs,low courteously.
Greensleeves...
When come to the city of a waltz,they said.
There they´ll love you cautiously.
But in truth they´ll be given no time
And even scares by the city of music,
He´s gone or go.
Greensleeves...
So they dances the way,no scud and faint
To Schiller´s sweet heaven and dearest walk
And at last they were watched with wandering love
And that lifted this family´s silent heart.
Greensleeves...