The Wolfe Tones — Little Jimmy Murphy letra e tradução
A página contém a letra e a tradução em português da música "Little Jimmy Murphy" de The Wolfe Tones.
Letra
As I walked through Kildare while the great row was raging
And little Jimmy Murphy was the lad who was taken
We’re far from the last rout
From the East to Downpatrick
Where there dies little Jimmy Murphy on the sweet mossy banks, killamajing,
killamajong, whiskey fiskey tooraloo
Rank a diddle dare, ol foldare ol foldoe
Now, little Jimmy Murphy was not hung for sheep stealing
But the courting of a pretty girl and her name was Nancy Whelan
We’re far from the last rout
From the East to Downpatrick
Where there dies little Jimmy Murphy on the sweet mossy banks, killamajing,
killamajong, whiskey fiskey tooraloo
Rank a diddle dare, ol foldare ol foldoe
We were marched through the town
We were marched through the city
With our hands tied behind us and the ladies cried pity
We’re far from the last rout
From the East to Downpatrick
Where there dies little Jimmy Murphy on the sweet mossy banks, killamajing,
killamajong, whiskey fiskey tooraloo
Rank a diddle dare, ol foldare ol foldoe
At the foot of the gallows, poor Nancy was kneeling
At the foot of the rope, then poor Jimmy was reelin'
We’re far from the last rout
From the East to Downpatrick
Where there dies little Jimmy Murphy on the sweet mossy banks, killamajing,
killamajong, whiskey fiskey tooraloo
Rank a diddle dare, ol foldare ol foldoe
Tradução da letra
Enquanto caminhava por Kildare enquanto a grande fila estava furiosa
E o pequeno Jimmy Murphy foi o rapaz que foi levado.
Estamos longe da última derrota
De leste a Downpatrick
Onde morre o pequeno Jimmy Murphy nos doces bancos mossy, killamajing,
killamajong, whiskey fiskey tooraloo
Rank a diddle dare, ol foldare ol foldoe
O pequeno Jimmy Murphy não foi enforcado por roubar ovelhas.
Mas a cortejar uma rapariga bonita e o nome dela era Nancy Whelan.
Estamos longe da última derrota
De leste a Downpatrick
Onde morre o pequeno Jimmy Murphy nos doces bancos mossy, killamajing,
killamajong, whiskey fiskey tooraloo
Rank a diddle dare, ol foldare ol foldoe
Fomos marchados pela cidade
Fomos marchados pela cidade
Com as mãos atadas atrás de nós e as senhoras choravam por pena
Estamos longe da última derrota
De leste a Downpatrick
Onde morre o pequeno Jimmy Murphy nos doces bancos mossy, killamajing,
killamajong, whiskey fiskey tooraloo
Rank a diddle dare, ol foldare ol foldoe
Ao pé da forca, a pobre Nancy ajoelhava-se
Ao pé da corda, o pobre Jimmy estava a reelin'
Estamos longe da última derrota
De leste a Downpatrick
Onde morre o pequeno Jimmy Murphy nos doces bancos mossy, killamajing,
killamajong, whiskey fiskey tooraloo
Rank a diddle dare, ol foldare ol foldoe