Biografía:
The Wainwright Sisters is a singer-songwriter duo featuring the Canadian-American Martha Wainwright and her American half-sister Lucy Wainwright Roche.
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Intro]
Am
[Verse]
Am
My lover comes to me with a rose on her bosom
C G Em Am
The moon's dancing purple all through her black hair
Am
And a ladies-in-waiting she stands 'neath my window
C G Em Am
And the sun will rise soon on the false and the fair
[Chorus]
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
[Verse]
Am
She tells me she comes from my Mother the Mountain
C G Em Am
Her skin fits her tightly and her lips do not lie
Am
She silently slips from her throat a medallion
C G Em Am
Slowly she twirls it in front of my eyes
[Chorus]
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
[Verse]
Am
I watch her, I love her, I long for to touch her
C G Em Am
The satin she's wearing is shimmering blue
Am
Outside of my window her ladies are sleeping
C G Em Am
My dogs have gone hunting, the howling is through
[Chorus]
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
[Verse]
Am
So I reached for her hand and her eyes turned to poison
C G Em Am
And her hair turns to splinters and her flesh turns to brine
Am
She leaps 'cross the room, she stands in the window
C G Em Am
And screams that my first-born will surely be blind
[Verse]
Am
She throws herself out to the black of the nightfall
C G Em Am
She's parted her lips, but she makes not a sound
Am
I fly down the stairway and I run to the garden
C G Em Am
No trace of my true love is there to be found
[Chorus]
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
[Verse]
Am
So walk these hills lightly and watch who you're loving
C G Em Am
By Mother the Mountain, I swear that it's true
Am
Love not a woman with hair black as midnight
C G Em Am
Her dress made of satin, all shimmering blue
[Chorus]
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
[Chorus]
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
Am
[Verse]
Am
My lover comes to me with a rose on her bosom
C G Em Am
The moon's dancing purple all through her black hair
Am
And a ladies-in-waiting she stands 'neath my window
C G Em Am
And the sun will rise soon on the false and the fair
[Chorus]
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
[Verse]
Am
She tells me she comes from my Mother the Mountain
C G Em Am
Her skin fits her tightly and her lips do not lie
Am
She silently slips from her throat a medallion
C G Em Am
Slowly she twirls it in front of my eyes
[Chorus]
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
[Verse]
Am
I watch her, I love her, I long for to touch her
C G Em Am
The satin she's wearing is shimmering blue
Am
Outside of my window her ladies are sleeping
C G Em Am
My dogs have gone hunting, the howling is through
[Chorus]
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
[Verse]
Am
So I reached for her hand and her eyes turned to poison
C G Em Am
And her hair turns to splinters and her flesh turns to brine
Am
She leaps 'cross the room, she stands in the window
C G Em Am
And screams that my first-born will surely be blind
[Verse]
Am
She throws herself out to the black of the nightfall
C G Em Am
She's parted her lips, but she makes not a sound
Am
I fly down the stairway and I run to the garden
C G Em Am
No trace of my true love is there to be found
[Chorus]
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
[Verse]
Am
So walk these hills lightly and watch who you're loving
C G Em Am
By Mother the Mountain, I swear that it's true
Am
Love not a woman with hair black as midnight
C G Em Am
Her dress made of satin, all shimmering blue
[Chorus]
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
[Chorus]
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
G Em Am
Singing too-rah loo-re-la-a
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