Tytuł: Bonny Portmore

• Wykonawca: Loreena McKennitt
• Wyświetleń: 312

O bonny Portmore, I am sorry to see
   Such a woeful destruction of your ornament tree
   For it stood on your shore for many's the long day
   Till the long boats from Antrim came to float it away.
  
   O bonny Portmore, you shine where you stand
   And the more I think on you the more I think long
   If I had you now as I had once before
   All the Lords in Old England would not purchase Portmore.
  
   All the birds in the forest they bitterly weep
   Saying,
   For the Oak and the Ash, they are all cutten down
   And the walls of bonny Portmore are all down to the ground.
  
   O bonny Portmore, you shine where you stand
   And the more I think on you the more I think long
   If I had you now as I had once before
   All the Lords of Old England would not purchase Portmore.