Martin Carthy — Byker Hill tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
If I had another penny
I would have another gill
And I would make the piper play
The bonny lass of Byker Hill
Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me lads
Collier lads for ever more, me boys
Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me lads
Collier lads for ever more
Me Ginny she sits over late up Me Ginny she sits over late up Me Ginny she sits over late up Between the pint pot and the cup
It’s down the pits we’ll go me marrers
It’s down the pits we’ll go me marrers
We’ll try our wills and use our skill
To cut them ridges down below
Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me lads
Collier lads for ever more, me boys
Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me lads
Collier lads for ever more
Me Ginny she is never near
Me Ginny she is never near
And when I call out, «Where's me supper?»
She orders up another pint of beer
When first I came into the dirt
I had no trousers nor pit shirt
And now I’ve getting two or three
Oh Walker Pit done well by me Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me lads
Collier lads for ever more, me boys
Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me lads
Collier lads for ever more
Hey Ginny come home to your little baby
Hey Ginny come home to your little baby
Hey Ginny come home to your little baby
With a pint of beer all under your arm
The poor coal cuttee gets two shillings
The deputy gets half a crown
And the overman gets five and sixpence
That’s just for riding up and down
Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me lads
Collier lads for ever more, me boys
Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me lads
Collier lads for ever more
Geordie Johnson had a pig
And he hit it with a shovel and it danced a jig
All the way to Byker Hill
He danced the Elsie Marley
Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me lads
Collier lads for ever more, me boys
Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me lads
Collier lads for ever more
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
Gdybym miał jeszcze grosza
I would have another skill
And I would make the piper play
The bonny lass of Byker Hill
Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me Boys
Collier Boys for ever more, me boys
Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me Boys
Collier for ever more
Moja Ginny siedzi do późna, Moja Ginny siedzi do późna, Moja Ginny siedzi do późna, między kuflem a kubkiem.
# It 's down the pits # # we' ll go me marrers #
# It 's down the pits # # we' ll go me marrers #
Spróbujemy naszej woli i użyjemy naszych umiejętności.
To cut them ridges down below
Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me Boys
Collier Boys for ever more, me boys
Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me Boys
Collier for ever more
Moja Ginny nigdy nie jest blisko.
Moja Ginny nigdy nie jest blisko.
A kiedy wołam: "gdzie moja kolacja?»
Zamawia kolejne piwo.
Kiedy pierwszy raz trafiłem na ziemię
Nie miałem spodni ani koszuli.
A teraz mam dwa lub trzy
Oh Walker Pit done well by me Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me Boys
Collier Boys for ever more, me boys
Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me Boys
Collier for ever more
Hej Ginny, wróć do domu do swojego małego dziecka.
Hej Ginny, wróć do domu do swojego małego dziecka.
Hej Ginny, wróć do domu do swojego małego dziecka.
Z kuflem piwa pod ręką
Biedny kotlet dostaje dwa szylingi.
Zastępca dostaje pół korony.
And the overman gets five and sixpence
To tylko do jazdy w górę i w dół
Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me Boys
Collier Boys for ever more, me boys
Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me Boys
Collier for ever more
Geordie Johnson miała świnię
I uderzył w nią łopatą i tańczyła.
Aż do Byker Hill
Tańczył Elsie Marley
Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me Boys
Collier Boys for ever more, me boys
Byker Hill and Walker Shore, me Boys
Collier for ever more