David Solomons - Nora Lee - текст песни (слова)

All beside a small green hill 'neath a rowan tree 
 Sang a blackbird low and sweet 
 And sweet sang of Nora Lee,
 
 R.: Nora Lee laughing through the fair 
 Springtime goes the way you walk 
 And swallows in the air.
 
 In your blush the rose was born
 In your voice a song 
 Your soft eyes a bright blue star
 Lost its light among 
 R.
 
 When the mistletoe is green 
 Midst the winter snows 
 Sunshine in your face is seen
 In your cheeks the rose 
 R.
 
 Though beside the small green hill 
 No glad bird may sing 
 In my heart your song endures 
 Take my golden ring.
 R.