Where Helen Lies
O that I were where Helen lies,
Night and day on me she cries;
O that I were where Helen lies
In fair Kirkconnel lee.
O Helen fair beyond compare,
A ringlet of thy flowing hair,
I'll wear it still for ever mair
Until the day I die.
Curs'd be the hand that shot the shot.
And curs'd the gun that gave the crack!
Into my arms bird Helen lap,
And died for sake o me!
O think na ye but my heart was sair;
My Love fell down and spake nae mair;
There did she swoon wi meikle care
On fair Kirkconnel lee.
I lighted down, my sword did draw,
I cutted him in pieces sma';
I cutted him in pieces sma'
On fair Kirkconnel lee.
O Helen chaste, thou wert modest,
If I were with thee I were blest
Where thou lies low and takes thy rest
On fair Kirkconnel lee.
I wish my grave was growing green,
A winding sheet put o'er my e'en,
And I in Helen's arms lying
In fair Kirkconnel lee!
I wish I were where Helen lies!
Night and day on me she cries:
O that I were where Helen lies
On fair Kirkconnel lee.
Onde Helen Descansa
Ah, se eu estivesse onde Helen descansa,
Dia e noite ela chora por mim;
Ah, se eu estivesse onde Helen descansa
Na bela Kirkconnel lee.
Oh, Helen, linda e sem igual,
Uma mecha do teu cabelo a brilhar,
Eu a usarei pra sempre, afinal,
Até o dia em que eu morrer.
Maldita seja a mão que disparou,
E maldita a arma que fez o estrondo!
Nos meus braços, a ave Helen pousou,
E morreu por minha causa!
Ah, não pense que meu coração não doeu;
Meu amor caiu e não falou mais;
Ali ela desmaiou com tanto pesar
Na bela Kirkconnel lee.
Desci, minha espada empunhei,
Cortei ele em pedaços pequenos;
Cortei ele em pedaços pequenos
Na bela Kirkconnel lee.
Oh, Helen pura, tu eras modesta,
Se eu estivesse contigo, seria abençoado
Onde tu repousas e descansas
Na bela Kirkconnel lee.
Desejo que meu túmulo cresça verde,
Um lençol cobrindo meus olhos,
E eu nos braços de Helen deitado
Na bela Kirkconnel lee!
Desejo estar onde Helen descansa!
Dia e noite ela chora por mim:
Ah, se eu estivesse onde Helen descansa
Na bela Kirkconnel lee.