Текст песни Inversnaid

This darksome burn, horseback brown His roll rock highroad, roaring down In coop and in comb, the fleece of his foam Flutes and low to the lake falls home What would the world be, once bereft Of wet and of wildness, let them be left Oh, let them be left, wildness and wet Long live the weeds and the wilderness yet Long live the weeds and the wilderness yet A wind puff bonnet of fawn froth Turns and twindles over the broth Of a pool so pitch black, fell-frowning It rounds and rounds, despair to drowning Degged with dew, dappled with dew Are the groins of the braes that the brook treads through And wiry heath packs and flinches of fern And the bead bonny ash that sits over the burn