Capercaillie
Cascade
The Earl Diurach
If you were deceiving me, my love,
If you were deceiving me after your promise,
I will always quote your praise,
If you were deceiving me, my love. King! that I am the one who is in a hurry,
The earl's love is beating me,
The tears are constantly running from my eyes
And my heart is boiled with the pain of your love.
I was with you last night in my dream
Thall the Diura in the cold mountains,
Your kiss was like a green beaver -
But the dream left and the craving remained .
Come, my love, and close my eyes. and when I do tamh.
The Bens Of Jura
If deceiving me, o love, thou wert;
If deceiving me despite thy vow;
Yet chant thy praise I ever will,
Tho 'deceiving me, oh love, thou wert.
O King! I am the sorrowful one,
And the love of the Earl a-hurting me;
The tears are ever running from mine eyes,
And my heart is bruised with the sting of thy love.
Last night I was with thee in my dream,
Across in Jura of the cold bens;
Thy kisses were like the green water-cresses
- Fled the dream - remained the pain.
Come, o love, and close my eyes
In the narrow kirst where I shall never awake;
Lay me down under earth from Jura -
In the grave alone is there rest for me.

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