Greensleeves (исполнитель: Народная английская песня XVI века)
Alas, my love, you do me wrong, To cast me off discourteously And I have loved you oh so long, Delighting in [bad word] Greensleeves was all my joy, Greensleeves was my delight Greensleeves was my heart of gold And who but my lady Greensleeves If you intend to be this way It does the more enrapture me And even so, I still remain a lover in captivity Greensleeves was all my joy, Greensleeves was my delight Greensleeves was my heart of gold And who but my lady Greensleeves Greensleeves, now farewell, adieu, God I pray he will prosper thee For I am still thy lover [bad word] [bad word] once again and love me Greensleeves was all my joy, Greensleeves was my delight Greensleeves was my heart of gold And who but my lady Greensleeves