letra de poortith cauld - michael tippett
o poortith cauld, and restless love
ye wrack my peace between ye;
yet poortith a’ i could forgive
an ’twere na for my jeanie
o why should fate sic pleasure have
life’s dearest bands untwining?
or why sae sweet a flower as love
depend on fortune’s shining?
this warld’s wealth when i think on
its pride, and a’ the lave o’t;
my curse on silly coward man
that he should be the slave o’t
her een sae bonie blue betray
how shе repays my passion;
but prudence is hеr o’erword ay
she talks o’ rank and fashion
o wha can prudence think upon
and sic a lassie by him:
o wha can prudence think upon
and sae in love as i am?
how blest the wild-wood indian’s fate
he wooes his simple dearie:
the silly bogles, wealth and state
did never make them eerie
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