Letra de Yarrow

Willie’s fair and Willie’s rare
And Willie’s wondrous bonny
And he’s promised to take my hand if ever he takes any
Sister dear, I’ve dreamed a dream
I’m afraid it is of sorrow
I dreamed I saw the heather green in the
dowie dens of Yarrow
Sister dear, I’ll read your dream
Read in it grief and sorrow
The green it brings misfortune, here
And your love is drowned in Yarrow
She sought him up
She sought him down
Ran with the speed and sorrow
She found him ‘neath a bush of broom
In the dowie dens of Yarrow
Her hair it was five quarters long
The colour, it was yellow
And she tied it to his middle small
And pull him out of Yarrow
My bed it was wide yesterday
Today it shall be narrow
And there’s ne’er a man lie by my side
Since Willie’s drowned in Yarrow