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Текст песни «John Barleycorn» от Steeleye Span

Представляем точный текст композиции "John Barleycorn" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Steeleye Span . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «John Barleycorn» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Steeleye Span передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.

Steeleye Span - "John Barleycorn"

Lyrics to John Barleycorn : There were three men Came from the west Their fortunes for to tell, And the life of John Barleycorn As well. They laid him in three furrows deep, Laid clods upon his head, Then these three man made a solemn vow John Barleycorn was dead. The let him die for a very long time Till the rain from heaven did fall, Then little Sir John sprang up his head And he did amaze them all. They let him stand till the midsummer day, Till he looked both pale and wan. The little Sir John he grew a long beard And so became a man. They have hired men with the scythes so sharp, To cut him off at the knee, The rolled him and they tied him around the waist, They served him barbarously. They have hired men with the crab-tree sticks, To cut him skin from bone, And the miller has served him worse than that, For hes ground him between two stones. Theyve wheeled him here, theyve wheeled him there, Theyve wheeled him to a barn, And thy have served him worse than that, Theyve bunged him in a vat. They have worked their will on John Barleycorn But he lived to tell the tale, For they pour him out of an old brown jug And they call him home brewed ale. [ John Barleycorn Lyrics ]

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