Oh a family of bards
A travelling went to distant lands
A singing sweet
With pipes and strings and an open
Heart,just to wish their brothers
The good life
Chorus:
Greensleeves was all our joy
Greensleeves was our delight
Greensleeves our heart of gold
And who but our noble greensleeves
In "Dante´s" land,oh there they
Marble strong,to see this celtic
Bloods sincerety,a look a smile
Even a tiny gift and turned
Their backs though curtesely
Chorus:
Then come to the citiy of a waltz
They say:"There they´ll love you
Passionately". But in truth they
Were given no time and even
Scorned, for the city of music
Is gone for gold
Chorus:
So they danced their way
Though scared and pained
To Shiller´s sweet haven
And dearest folk and at
Last they were watched with
Wondering love,and that lifted
This family´s saddened heart
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