Our 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 a good life
Ref.: Greensleeves was all our joy
Greensleeves was our delight
Greensleeves are heart of gold
And who but our love, Greensleeves
In Dante's land
Oh there trey marble strong
To see this celtic blood's sincerity
A look and a smile, even a tiny gift
And turned their backs low courteously
Ref.: ...
Then come to the city of the waltz
They said: "There they'll love you passionately"
But in truth they were given no time
And even scorned
For the city of music is gone for gold
Ref.: ...
So they danced their way
Though scared and pained
To Schiller's sweet heaven and dearest folk
And at last they were watched with wondering love
And that lifted this family's saddened heart
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