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Who are you, my pretty fair maid,
Who are you, me honey?
And who are you, my pretty fair maid,
And who are you, me honey?
She answered me quite modestly,
I am me mother's darling
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day
Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
And will you come to me mother's house,
When the moon is shining clearly?
And will you come to me mother's house
When the moon is shining clearly?
I'll open the door and I'll let you in
And divil the one will hear us
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day
Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
So I went to her house in the middle of the night
When the moon was shining clearly
So I went to her house in the middle of the night
When the moon was shining clearly
She opened the door and she let me in
And divil the one did hear us
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day
Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
She took me horse by the bridle and the bit
And led him to the stable
She took me horse by the bridle and the bit
And led him to the stable
Saying "There's plenty of oats for a soldier's horse,
To eat it if he's able"
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day
Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
Then she took me by the lily-white hand
Led me to the table
Then she took me by the lily-white hand
Led me to the table
Saying "There's plenty of wine for a soldier boy,
To drink if he is able"
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day
Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
Then I wake up and I made the bed
I made it nice and aisy
Then I wake up and I made the bed
I made it nice and aisy
The I wake up and I laid her down
Saying "Lassie, are you able? "
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day
Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
And we lay there till the break of day
Divil the one did hear us
And we lay there till the break of day
And divil the one did hear us
Then I arose and put me clothes
Saying "Lassie, I must leave you"
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day
Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
And when will you return again
When will we get married?
And when will you return again
When will we get married?
When broken shells make Christmas bells
We might then get married
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day
Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
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Vuelvo al Sur, como se vuelve siempre al amor,
Vuelvo a vos, con mi deseo, con mi temor.
Llevo el Sur, como un destino del corazon,
Soy del Sur, como los aires del bandoneon.
Sueño el Sur, inmensa luna, cielo al reves,
Busco el Sur, el tiempo abierto, y su despues.
Quiero al Sur, su buena gente, su dignidad,
Siento el Sur, como tu cuerpo en la intimidad.
Te quiero Sur, te quiero.
Vuelvo al Sur, como se vuelve siempre al amor,
Vuelvo a vos, con mi deseo, con mi temor.
Quiero al Sur, su buena gente, su dignidad,
Siento el Sur, como tu cuerpo en la intimidad.
Vuelvo al Sur, llevo el Sur,
Te quiero Sur, te quiero.
(Lyrics by Astor Piazzolla)
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