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Apr. 11th, 2005 04:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sestra_kerryAs I was going to the fair of Dingle one fine morning last July,
A fine young man came up behind me, "Red Haired Mary" he did cry.
"Will you come with me my Red Haired Mary, the donkey he can carry two",
I looked at him me eyes did twinkle, me cheeks they were a rosy hue.
"Thank you kindly sir" I answered, then I tossed me light red hair,
Says I "will you hold the donkey and I'll ride with you to the Dingle fair".
When we reached the town of Dingle, he caught me hand to say goodbye,
When a tinker he came up behind him and hit him right in his left eye.
"Take your hands off Red Haired Mary she and I are to be wed,
We were with the priest this very morn, tonight we'll lie in our marriage bed"
Well he was feeling very peevish, his poor eye was sad and sore,
He kicked the tinker with his hobnails, knocked him through Tom Murphy's door.
Oh wasn't I the happy cailin "Man with you I'll go" I said,
Never mind the priest this very morn, tonight we'll sleep in Murphy's shed".
Through the fair we roamed together his black eye and my red hair,
Gazing gaily at the tinker, weren't we the happy pair!
A fine young man came up behind me, "Red Haired Mary" he did cry.
"Will you come with me my Red Haired Mary, the donkey he can carry two",
I looked at him me eyes did twinkle, me cheeks they were a rosy hue.
"Thank you kindly sir" I answered, then I tossed me light red hair,
Says I "will you hold the donkey and I'll ride with you to the Dingle fair".
When we reached the town of Dingle, he caught me hand to say goodbye,
When a tinker he came up behind him and hit him right in his left eye.
"Take your hands off Red Haired Mary she and I are to be wed,
We were with the priest this very morn, tonight we'll lie in our marriage bed"
Well he was feeling very peevish, his poor eye was sad and sore,
He kicked the tinker with his hobnails, knocked him through Tom Murphy's door.
Oh wasn't I the happy cailin "Man with you I'll go" I said,
Never mind the priest this very morn, tonight we'll sleep in Murphy's shed".
Through the fair we roamed together his black eye and my red hair,
Gazing gaily at the tinker, weren't we the happy pair!
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Date: 2005-04-11 02:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-11 03:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-04-11 03:25 pm (UTC)Но песенка-то Ирландская....
Или нет?
Если да, то у них хороший юмор...
Если нет - я лось.
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Date: 2005-04-12 11:27 am (UTC)Как это видно из контекста песни :)
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Date: 2005-04-12 11:26 am (UTC)Волосы рыжие (light-red hair), а синяк под глазом, видимо, был столь основательным, что уже был отнюдь не синий...Black eye в принципе можно воспринимать и как игру слов, т.е. у чувака были чОрные очи, что в сочетании с ЕЕ рыжими волосьями выглядит очень даже ничего :)