Oh, ye bonnie banks o' bonnie Doon How can ye bloom sae fair? How can ye sing, ye little birds When I'm so fu' o' care! You'll break my heart, you bonnie bird That sings upon the bough As once I sang for my true love Departed from me now
Oh, ye bonnie banks o' bonnie Doon How can ye bloom sae fair? How can ye sing, you little bird When I'm so fu' o' care! Wi' happy heart I pu'd a rose From aff its thorny tree My true love she stole the rose And left the thorn wi' me
On the banks of DoonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
