LORD RANDAL: THE MOVIE

the true lord randal story with Giordano dell'Armellina's music.
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Oh where have you been Lord Randal, my son?
And where have you been my handsome young man?
I have been at the greenwood; mother, make my bed soon,
For I am sick with huntin' and fain would lie down.




And what met you there Lord Randal, my son?"
And what met you there, my handsome young man?
Oh I met with my true-love; mother, make my bed soon.
For I am sick with huntin' and fain would lie down.




And what did she give you, Lord Randal, my son?
And what did she give you, my handsome young man?
Eels fried in a pan; mother, make my bed soon,
For I am sick with huntin' and fain would lie down.




And what got your leavins, Lord Randal, my son?
And what got your leavins, my handsome young man.
My hawks and my hounds; mother, make my bed soon,
For I am sick with huntin' and fain would lie down.




And what became of them, Lord Randal, my son?
And what became of them, my handsome young man?
They stretched their legs out and died; mother, make my bed soon,
For I am sick with huntin' and fain would lie down.




Oh I fear you are poisoned, Lord Randal, my son!
Oh I fear you are poisoned, my handsome young man!
Oh yes, I am poisoned; mother, make my bed soon,
For I am sick at the heart and fain would lie down.




What do you leave to your mother, Lord Randal, my son,
What do you leave to your mother, my handsome young man?
Four and twenty milk cows; mother, make my bed soon,
For I am sick at the heart, and fain would lie down.




What did you leave to your sister, Lord Randal, my son?
What did you leave to your sister, my handsome young man?
My gold and my silver; mother, make my bed soon,
For I am sick with at the heart and fain would lie down.




What did you leave to your brother, Lord Randal, my son?
What did you leave to your brother, my handsome young man.
My house and my land; mother, make my bed soon,
For I am sick with at the heart and fain would lie down.




What did you leave to your true-love, Lord Randal, my son?
What did you leave to your true-love, my handsome young man?
I leave her hell and fire; mother, make my bed soon,
For I am sick with at the heart and fain would lie down.

Category:

Film & Animation

Tags:

• lord
• randal
• ballads
• folklore
• medieval
• dai
• cazzo
• noob
• halo
• slipknot
• rammstein
• metallica

[mrcap177]

grande bravissimi complimenti

[JackScrolls]

bellissimo!!

complimenti

[Kimithebest1994]

oltre le 1000 visualizzazioni! che traguardo per la Vipera!

Avanti così

[RiccardoFadiga]

Mak.my.fucking.bed.

[ocarinadude12]

This is done very well. Congratulations.