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Kamaskera - Coont the Nichts
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Текст песни: The barley's cut, the licht turns shy
A cauld thread stitched in August sky
We hing the lantern by the door
The month comes doon the furrow slow
Gowd in the corn, gowd in the corn
A summer endin, no a mournin
Coont the nichts an name them ayn by ayn
The gowd is in the corn again
Faither said the sang wis waste
Yet here's the field wi or voice laced
The scarecraw kens the tune we made
An' hums it tae the pairtin shade
Gowd in the corn, gowd in the corn
A summer endin, no a mournin
Coont the nichts an name them ayn by ayn
The gowd is in the corn again
Pit by the jars, the seed, the string
The kettle sings whit summer sang
An when the frost comes chappin ben
We'll hae the gowd tae warm us then
Gowd in the corn, gowd in the corn
A summer endin, no a mournin
Coont the nichts an name them ayn by ayn
The gowd is in the corn again
A cauld thread stitched in August sky
We hing the lantern by the door
The month comes doon the furrow slow
Gowd in the corn, gowd in the corn
A summer endin, no a mournin
Coont the nichts an name them ayn by ayn
The gowd is in the corn again
Faither said the sang wis waste
Yet here's the field wi or voice laced
The scarecraw kens the tune we made
An' hums it tae the pairtin shade
Gowd in the corn, gowd in the corn
A summer endin, no a mournin
Coont the nichts an name them ayn by ayn
The gowd is in the corn again
Pit by the jars, the seed, the string
The kettle sings whit summer sang
An when the frost comes chappin ben
We'll hae the gowd tae warm us then
Gowd in the corn, gowd in the corn
A summer endin, no a mournin
Coont the nichts an name them ayn by ayn
The gowd is in the corn again
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