कविता 1
It fell about the Martinmas time
when the green leaves were doon fallin,
That Sir John the Grahame from the West Countrie
Fell in love wi Barbara Allan.
when the green leaves were doon fallin,
That Sir John the Grahame from the West Countrie
Fell in love wi Barbara Allan.
कविता 2
He sent his men down through the town
To the place where she was dwellin,
"O haste and come to ma maister dear,
Gin ye be Barbara Allan."
To the place where she was dwellin,
"O haste and come to ma maister dear,
Gin ye be Barbara Allan."
कविता 3
O hooly, hooly she rose up,
till she cam where he was lyin,
An' when she drew the curtains roun,
Said, "Young man I think ye're dyin."
till she cam where he was lyin,
An' when she drew the curtains roun,
Said, "Young man I think ye're dyin."
कविता 4
"I am sick and very very sick
an' it's a' for Barbara Allan."
"But the better for me ye ne'er shall be,
though your heart's blood were a-spillin."
an' it's a' for Barbara Allan."
"But the better for me ye ne'er shall be,
though your heart's blood were a-spillin."
कविता 5
Don't you mind young man," she said,
When in the tavern calling,
Ye made the toast gang roun and roun
but ye slighted Barbara Allan"
When in the tavern calling,
Ye made the toast gang roun and roun
but ye slighted Barbara Allan"
कविता 6
"A kiss o you would do me good,
my bonnie Barbara Allan."
"But a kiss o me ye canna get,
Though your heart's blood were a-spillin."
my bonnie Barbara Allan."
"But a kiss o me ye canna get,
Though your heart's blood were a-spillin."
कविता 7
He's turned his face untae the wa'
For death was wi him dealin
Said, "Fare ye weel my kind friends a'
But be kind to Barbara Allan.
For death was wi him dealin
Said, "Fare ye weel my kind friends a'
But be kind to Barbara Allan.
कविता 8
"Put in your han at my bedside
An there you'll find a warran
Wi my gold watch an my prayer book,
Gie that to Barbara Allan.
An there you'll find a warran
Wi my gold watch an my prayer book,
Gie that to Barbara Allan.
कविता 9
"Put in your hand at my bedside
An there you'll find a warran
An' a napkin fu'l o' my hairt's blood,
Gie that to Barbara Allan."
An there you'll find a warran
An' a napkin fu'l o' my hairt's blood,
Gie that to Barbara Allan."
कविता 10
Slowly, slowly rose she up
An' slowly slowly left him,
An' sighing said, she couldna stay,
Since the death o life had reft him.
An' slowly slowly left him,
An' sighing said, she couldna stay,
Since the death o life had reft him.
कविता 11
She hadna gane a mile but ane
When she heard dead bell knellin,
An ilka toll that the dead bell gae
Said woe to Barbara Allan.
When she heard dead bell knellin,
An ilka toll that the dead bell gae
Said woe to Barbara Allan.
कविता 12
Then in came her faither dear,
Said, "Bonnie Barbara tak him."
"It's time to bid me tak him noo,
When you know his coffin's makin."
Said, "Bonnie Barbara tak him."
"It's time to bid me tak him noo,
When you know his coffin's makin."
कविता 13
In then cam her brother dear,
Said, "Tak him Barbara tak him."
"It's time to bid me tak him noo,
Now his grave-claes is a-makin."
Said, "Tak him Barbara tak him."
"It's time to bid me tak him noo,
Now his grave-claes is a-makin."
कविता 14
Then in cam her sister dear,
Said, "Bonnie Barbara tak him."
"It's time to bid me tak him noo,
When my hairt it is a-breakin."
Said, "Bonnie Barbara tak him."
"It's time to bid me tak him noo,
When my hairt it is a-breakin."
कविता 15
"O Mother dear mak ma bed
an mak it lang an narrow.
My love has died for me the-day,
I'll die for him the-morrow."
an mak it lang an narrow.
My love has died for me the-day,
I'll die for him the-morrow."
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भाषा: हिन्दीअंग्रेज़ी
शैलीEthnic/Folk
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जोड़ाDecember 19th, 2021
आखरी अपडेटMarch 6th, 2022
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