Label: Europa - E 146 • Format: Vinyl LP • Country: Germany • Genre: Pop, Folk, World, & Country • Style: Schlager
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Was machst du hier im Bett allein? Er Painted Bird - Siouxsie & The Banshees - In A Pagan Place – St.

James Church, London, 10.04.85 sie gleich in seinen Arm, Da war sie kalt und nimmer warm; : "Geschwind, geschwind bringt mir ein Licht! Sechs Bauernbuben die sind so schwer. Frank A faithful soldier, without fear, He loved his girl for one whole year, For one whole year and longer yet, His love for her, he'd ne'er forget. This youth to foreign land did roam, While his true love, fell ill at home.

Sick unto death, she no one heard. Three days and nights she spoke no word. And when the youth received the news, That his dear love, her life may lose, He left his place and all he had, To see his love, went this young lad. Oh mother dear, bring light to me, My darling Es War EInmal Ein Treuer Husar - Various - Die Grosse Stimmungsrakete (Mitsingen Erlaubt!) , I cannot see.

He was indeed a soldier true, Who loved his girl, a whole year through. And as to his dearheart he went, Without a word, her hand she lent. She lent her hand, and then much more. That love would last for evermore. Hello my dear, love of my own, What do you here, in bed alone? Thank you, thank you, my faithful friend, With me, it soon will be the end. Hello my dear, my faithful knave, Soon I will be in a cool grave. Oh no, oh no, my honeychild, Our love will make your illness mild.

Oh no, oh no, not quite so fast, Not for as long our love would last. Oh no, oh no, dearheart to me, Our love and faih must longer be. He took her in his arms to hold, She was not warm, forever cold. Oh quick, oh quick, bring light to me, Else my love dies, no one will see. And when the maid, in death lay here, Her body he laid on a bier. Where can I get six strong young men, To the grave carry my love then.

Pallbearers we need two times three, Six farmhands they are so heavy. It must be six of soldiers brave, To carry my love to her grave.

A long black coat, I must now wear. A sorrow great, is what I bear. A sorrow great and so much more, My grief it will end nevermore.


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