Greensleeves

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 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 Greensleeves was all our joy Greensleeves was our delight Greensleeves our heart of gold And who but our noble greensleeves Then come to the citiy of a waltz they say: "There they'll love you passionately". But in truth they werd given no time and even scorned for the city of music Is gone for gold Greensleves was all our joy Greensleeves was our delight Greensleeves our heart of gold And who but our noble greensleeves 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 Greensleeves was all our joy Greensleeves was our delight Greensleeves our heart of gold And who but our noble greensleeves