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A Dama Espanhola

Gaelic Storm

The Spanish Lady

Hey, hey hey hey

As I came down through Dublin City, at the hour of twelve at night,
Who should I spy, but the Spanish Lady
Washing her feet by the candlelight
First she washed them, then she dried them
Over a fire of amber coals
In all me life I ne'er did see, a maid so sweet about the soul

Run for me Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Run for me Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye
Run for me Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Run for me Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye, Hey Hey

As I came back through Dublin City at the hour of Half past Eight,
Who should I spy but the Spanish Lady,
brushing her hair by the garden gate
First she tossed it , then she brushed it
On her lap was a silver comb
In all me life I ne'er did see, a maid so fair since I did roam.

Run for me Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Run for me Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye
Run for me Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Run for me Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye, Hey Hey

As I went back to Dublin City, as the sun began to set
Who should I spy but the Spanish lady
Catching a moth, in a golden net.
First she saw me, then she fled me
Lifted her petticoats o'er her knee
In all me life I ne'er did see, a maid so sweet as that Lady

Run for me Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Run for me Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye
Run for me Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Run for me Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye, Hey Hey

Hey hey hey

Ive wandered North, and I have wondered South
Through Stoney Barter and Patricks Close
Up and around, by the Gloucester Diamond
And back by Napper Tandys' house
Auld age has laid her hands on me
Cold as a fire of ashy coals....
And all my life, I ne'er did see, a maid so sweet as that lady

Run for me Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Run for me Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye
Run for me Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Run for me Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye, Hey Hey

Run for me Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Run for me Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye
Run for me Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Run for me Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye, Hey Hey

Hey hey hey

Run for me Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Run for me Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye
Run for me Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Run for me Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye, Hey Hey

A Dama Espanhola

Ei, ei ei ei

Enquanto eu descia pela cidade de Dublin, à meia-noite,
Quem eu avistei, mas a dama espanhola
Lavando os pés à luz de uma vela.
Primeiro ela lavou, depois secou
Sobre um fogo de brasas quentes.
Em toda a minha vida, nunca vi, uma moça tão doce de alma.

Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye.
Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye, Ei Ei.

Enquanto eu voltava pela cidade de Dublin, às oito e meia,
Quem eu avistei, mas a dama espanhola,
Escovando o cabelo perto do portão do jardim.
Primeiro ela jogou, depois escovou
Em seu colo estava um pente de prata.
Em toda a minha vida, nunca vi, uma moça tão linda desde que viajei.

Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye.
Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye, Ei Ei.

Enquanto eu voltava pra Dublin, quando o sol começou a se pôr,
Quem eu avistei, mas a dama espanhola
Pegando uma mariposa, em uma rede dourada.
Primeiro ela me viu, depois fugiu de mim
Levantou as saias até o joelho.
Em toda a minha vida, nunca vi, uma moça tão doce quanto essa dama.

Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye.
Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye, Ei Ei.

Ei ei ei.

Eu andei pro Norte, e me perguntei pro Sul
Através de Stoney Barter e Patricks Close.
Subindo e descendo, pelo Gloucester Diamond
E voltando pela casa de Napper Tandy.
A velhice colocou suas mãos em mim
Fria como um fogo de cinzas...
E toda a minha vida, nunca vi, uma moça tão doce quanto essa dama.

Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye.
Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye, Ei Ei.

Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye.
Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye, Ei Ei.

Ei ei ei.

Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye.
Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Ray Lady,
Corra pra mim, Too Rye Ooh Rye Laye, Ei Ei.

Composição: Jörgen Elofsson