And straight it began to play lone

The mirror cracked from side to side;

By garden-wall and gallery,

And yonder sits my mother the Queen

She left the web, she left the loom,

the swans swim so bonny o

As he rode back to Camelot.

Died the sound of royal cheer;

On either side of the river lie

But Lancelot mused a little space

And in the lighted palace near

Who is this? And what is here?

Silent into Camelot.

The Lady Of Shalott.

"Tirra Lirra," by the river

a hey ho bonny o

Beside remote Shalott.

A curse is on her if she stay

A funeral, with plumes and lights

Thro' the wave that runs for ever

And so she weaveth steadily,

dinlerken cesur yürek gibi iskoç dağlarında rüzgara karşı koşuyorum sanki:))

They placed her on the bank to dry

Did she look to Camelot.

with a hey ho a bonny o

Long fields of barley and of rye,

muhteşem dinlendirici bir ses..

The miller's daughter, dressed in red

işe ilk atandığım dönem,

From underneath his helmet flow'd

God in his mercy lend her grace,

There she sees the highway near

"I am half sick of shadows," said

On burnish'd hooves his war-horse trode;

myall!!!

There she weaves by night and day

She went for some water to make some bread

And there does sit my brother Hugh

daire arkadaşlarım suratıma sanki küfretmişim gibi hayretler içerisinde bakmışlardı gülefşan :(

A bow-shot from her bower-eaves,

He flashed into the crystal mirror,

Of bold Sir Lancelot.

The eldest pushed the youngest in

The broad stream in his banks complaining.

Oh father, oh daddy, here swims a swan

She knows not what the curse may be,

Seeing all his own mischance -

tepkileri yanlış olmuş

For often thro' the silent nights

Flowing down to Camelot.

And music, went to Camelot;

Out upon the wharfs they came,

Chanted loudly, chanted lowly,

He laid the harp upon a stone

The swans swim so bonny o

Heavily the low sky raining

Out flew the web and floated wide;

That hangs before her all the year,

The Knights come riding two and two.

All the Knights at Camelot;

Unless you give me your own true love

And sometimes thro' the mirror blue

The first house by the water-side,

And by him William, sweet and true

And straight it began to play alone

Singing in her song she died,

The Lady of Shalott.

Only reapers, reaping early,

These daughters they walked by the river's brim

Overlook a space of flowers,

And little other care hath she,

To many-towered Camelot;

esin sana küfrettim farkettiysen :P

To weave the mirror's magic sights,

By the island in the river

dinlendirici..

From the river winding clearly

And at the closing of the day

Listening, whispers "'tis the fairy

And they crossed themselves for fear,

The pale yellow woods were waning,

It's very like a gentle woman

Over towered Camelot;

Willows whiten, aspens quiver,

And the silent isle imbowers

Gazing where the lilies blow

The island of Shalott.

For ere she reach'd upon the tide

The Lady of Shalott."

Oh sister, oh sister, pray lend me your hand

To a lady in his shield,

Turn'd to towered Camelot.

He rode between the barley sheaves,

She looked down to Camelot.

Heard a carol, mournful, holy,

She hath no loyal Knight and true,

Knight and Burgher, Lord and Dame,

Or when the Moon was overhead,

That sparkled on the yellow field,

the swans swim so bonny oHe made a harp of her breast bone

"The curse is come upon me," cried

She made three paces taro' the room,

And round the prow they read her name,

Until she came to a miller's dam

He made harp pins of her fingers fair

And flamed upon the brazen greaves

Shadows of the world appear.

There came a harper passing by

Under tower and balcony,

And he had daughters one, two, three

And moving through a mirror clear

And there was the court, assembled all

Who drowned me for the sake of a man

And her eyes were darkened wholly,

But in her web she still delights

With a glassy countenance

And I will give you house and land

And up and down the people go,

bu şahsı tanımadığımı söyleyince,

Beneath a willow left afloat,

He made harp strings of her golden hair

And there does sit my false sister, Anne

His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd;

küfretmişmi oldum şimdi

To look down to Camelot.

I'll give you neither hand nor glove

And there does sit my father the King

Hear a song that echoes cheerly

Down to tower'd Camelot;

A magic web with colours gay,

She has heard a whisper say,

In the stormy east-wind straining,

She saw the helmet and the plume,

Winding down to Camelot;

And down the river's dim expanse

Sang Sir Lancelot.

with a hey ho and a bonny o

Dead-pale between the houses high,

Came two young lovers lately wed.

He brought it to her father's hall

The Lady of Shalott

She loosed the chain and down she lay;

And by the moon the reaper weary,

Four grey walls, and four grey towers,

Piling sheaves in uplands airy,

ama zevklerini beğendim esin:)

And thro' the field the road run by

His coal-black curls as on he rode,

Till her blood was frozen slowly,

A farmer there lived in the north country

In among the bearded barley

She saw the water-lily bloom,

bende tanımıyorum

Round an island there below,

From the bank and from the river

Like some bold seer in a trance,

A red-cross knight for ever kneel'd

Down she came and found a boat

A gleaming shape she floated by,

That clothe the world and meet the sky;

kelt müziğinin önemli temsilcilerinden..

Little breezes dusk and shiver

He said, "She has a lovely face;

Sometimes she sank, sometimes she swam

And round about the prow she wrote

The broad stream bore her far away,

The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves,