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A Amlonely bard wandering aGcross the lands am AmI AmSinging, dancing, finding Ganswers to every Amwhy The Ctaverns are full and one Gcrosses my path, Amtoo Fmaj7I just might reward Gmyself with a beer or Amtwo
This inn the place of many romantic tales On the loft women offer their sales But my eyes they catch a girl beat by everyone A slave she is but for me a rose undone Ch.1:
AmHear___ me__ Fmaj7sing___ AmWatch___ me__ Gd__F#a__Fnce FPlay that lute of Amthine___ And Cshare with me this Gdance_
As she danced my eyes began to shine There she was the maiden so divine How could I approach her with my outlook so poor Her beauty being much more than I could endure So I asked if I could sing a chanson With a language of ancient and of lore Gathered the men around us me and the girl in rags Soon were the melodies heard by everyone Ch.2: Hear us sing Watch us dance Sing with us this tale With a clap of hands Interludium: - klávesy (cemballo/spinet) --> akordy pre gitaru: |Am |G |C G |Am |Am |G |C G |Am |Em |D |G Am | Em |Em |D |G Am | Em |Am |G |C G |Am |Am |G |C G |Am The stories long-forgotten we still know Performing our skills wherever we go I end my story as I receive a kiss From my girl the dearest Beatrice Ch.3: Hear us sing Watch us dance Sing with us the tales Which the music will keep alive (opakovať + pomalý fade-out)