Никитин Сергей
Припев:
Am
Сладострастная отрава -
Dm E7
Золотая Брич-Мулла,
E7 Am Gm7 A
Где чинара притулилась под скалою, под скалою.
D G
Про тебя жужжит над ухом
C F
Вечная пчела:
H7 Dm E7 Am
"Брич-Мулла, Брич-Муллы, Брич-Мулле, Брич-Муллу, Брич-Муллою".
Am Dm
Был и я мальчуган и в те годы не раз
E7 Am
Про зелёный Чимган слушал мамин рассказ,
Dm Am F C
Как возил детвору в Брич-Муллу тарантас -
Dm E7
Тарантас назывался арбою.
Am Dm
И душа рисовала картины в тоске,
G C
Будто еду в арбе на своём ишаке,
F A7 Dm Am
А Чимганские горы царят вдалеке
H7 E7 Am
И безумно прекрасны собою.
Am
Но прошло моё детство, и юность прошла,
Dm
И я понял, не помню какого числа,
G
Что сгорят мои годы и вовсе дотла
C E7
Под пустые, как дым, разговоры.
Am
И тогда я решил распроститься с Москвой,
Dm
И вдвоём со своею ещё не вдовой
F#m H7 F#m H7
В том краю провести свой досуг трудовой,
Dm E7
Где сверкают Чимганские горы.
Припев:
Am
Сладострастная отрава -
Dm E7
Золотая Брич-Мулла,
E7 Am Gm7 A
Где чинара притулилась под скалою, под скалою.
D G
Про тебя жужжит над ухом
C F
Вечная пчела:
H7 Dm E7 Am
"Брич-Мулла, Брич-Муллы, Брич-Мулле, Брич-Муллу, Брич-Муллою".
Мы залезли в долги и купили арбу,
Запрягли ишака со звездою во лбу
И вручили свою отпускную судьбу ишаку - знатоку туркестана.
А на Крымском мосту вдруг заныло в груди -
Я с арбы разглядел сквозь туман и дожди,
Как Чимганские горы царят впереди
И зовут, и сверкают чеканно.
С той поры я арбу обживаю свою
И утроил в пути небольшую семью -
Будапешт и Калуга, Париж и Гель-Гью
Любовались моею арбою.
На Камчатке ишак угодил в полынью,
Мои дети орут, а я песню пою,
И Чимган освещает дорогу мою
И безумно прекрасен собою!
Припев:
Am
Сладострастная отрава -
Dm E7
Золотая Брич-Мулла,
E7 Am Gm7 A
Где чинара притулилась под скалою, под скалою.
D G
Про тебя жужжит над ухом
C F
Вечная пчела:
H7 Dm E7 Am
"Брич-Мулла, Брич-Муллы, Брич-Мулле, Брич-Муллу, Брич-Муллою".
Вот тут еще много песен этого духа. Еще вот эта.
Rolling Sea
Rolling Sea
This song was sung and played on violin by Eliza Carthy on the double CD Rogue's Gallery: Pirate Ballads, Sea Songs & Chanteys. She was accompanied by Tim van Eyken, accordion; Kate St John, oboe, accordion; Rory MacFarlane, bass; Warren Ellis, strings; Leo Abrahams, guitar; Andy Newmark, drums and Martyn Barker, percussion. Everybody except Kate St John plus Ralph Steadman, Robyn Hitchcock, Ed Harcourt sang the last two lines of the chorus. The liner notes comment:
This song is from the perspective of a woman ashore, waiting for her sailor (or any sailor) to return home (with prize money). The lyrics are from the Napoleonic period. Some verses are the voice of a wife or sweetheart. The verse that compares sailors and soldiers is a well known whore's ditty of the time.
On the same album Eliza sings on Waterson:Carthy's The Mermaid and Hog-Eye Man.
Don't you see the ships a-coming?
Don't you see them in full sail?
Don't you see the ships a-coming
With the prizes at the tail?
Chorus:
Oh my little rolling sailor,
Oh my little rolling he;
How I love my rolling sailor
When he's on a rolling sea;
When he's on a rolling, rolling,
When he's on a rolling sea.
Sailors they get all the money,
Soldiers they get none but brass.
How I love my rolling sailor,
Soldiers they can kiss my ...
Oh my little rolling sailor,
Oh my little rolling he;
How I love my rolling sailor
When he's on a rolling sea;
When he's on a rolling, rolling,
When he's on a rolling sea.
How can I be blithe and merry
With my true love far from me?
All this pretty little sailors,
They've been pressed and tanged to sea.
Oh my little rolling sailor,
Oh my little rolling he;
How I love my rolling sailor
When he's on a rolling sea;
When he's on a rolling, rolling,
When he's on a rolling sea.
How I wish the press were over
And the wars were at an end.
Then every sailor laddie
Would be happy with his friend.
Oh my little rolling sailor,
Oh my little rolling he;
How I love my rolling sailor
When he's on a rolling sea;
When he's on a rolling, rolling,
When he's on a rolling sea.
When the wars they are all over
Peace and plenty come again;
Everybody sailor laddie
Will come sailing on the main.
Oh my little rolling sailor,
Oh my little rolling he;
How I love my rolling sailor
When he's on a rolling sea;
When he's on a rolling, rolling,
When he's on a rolling sea.
Oh, the wars will soon be over
And the sailors once come home;
Every lass will get a lad,
She won't have to sleep alone.
Oh my little rolling sailor,
Oh my little rolling he;
How I love my rolling sailor
When he's on a rolling sea;
When he's on a rolling, rolling,
When he's on a rolling sea.
Hog-eye man
Hog-Eye Man
[Trad.]
Waterson: Carthy sang this capstan shanty on the double CD Rogue's Gallery: Pirate Ballads, Sea Songs & Chanteys. They were accompanied by Eliza Carthy, violin; Tim van Eyken, accordion; Martyn Barker, percussion; Andy Newark, drums. The album's sleeve notes comment:
A hog-eye was apparently a type of barge used in the canals and rivers of America from the 1850's onward. Thus, “hog-eye man” was used in derogation by the deep water sailors who used this chantey at the capstan. Many of the original verses to this chantey were for too obscene to have ever found their way into print.
Oh, hand me down my riding cane,
I'm off to meet my darlin' Jane.
Chorus:
And a hog-eye!
Railroad navvy with his hog-eye,
Steady on a jig with a hog-eye, oh,
She wants the hog-eye man!
Oh, the hog-eye man is the man for me,
Sailin' down from o'er the sea.
Chorus:
And a hog-eye!
Railroad navvy with his hog-eye,
Steady on a jig with a hog-eye, oh,
She wants the hog-eye man!
Oh, he came to the shack where Sally did dwell,
He knocked on the door, he rung a bell.
Chorus:
And a hog-eye!
Railroad navvy with his hog-eye,
Steady on a jig with a hog-eye, oh,
She wants the hog-eye man!
Oh, who's been here since I been gone,
Railroad navvy with his sea-boots on.
Chorus:
And a hog-eye!
Railroad navvy with his hog-eye,
Steady on a jig with a hog-eye, oh,
She wants the hog-eye man!
If I catch him here with Sally once more,
I'll sling me hook, go to sea once more.
Chorus:
And a hog-eye!
Railroad navvy with his hog-eye,
Steady on a jig with a hog-eye, oh,
She wants the hog-eye man!
Oh, Sally's in the garden sifting sand,
Her hog-eye man sittin' hand in hand.
Chorus:
And a hog-eye!
Railroad navvy with his hog-eye,
Steady on a jig with a hog-eye, oh,
She wants the hog-eye man!
Oh, Sally's in the garden, punchin' dough,
The cheeks of her arse go chuff, chuff, chuff!
Chorus:
And a hog-eye!
Railroad navvy with his hog-eye,
Steady on a jig with a hog-eye, oh,
She wants the hog-eye man!
Oh, I won't wear a hog-eye, damned if I do,
Got jiggers in his feet and he can't wear shoes.
Chorus:
And a hog-eye!
Railroad navvy with his hog-eye,
Steady on a jig with a hog-eye, oh,
She wants the hog-eye man!
Oh, the hog-eye man is the man for me,
He is blind and he cannot see.
Chorus:
And a hog-eye!
Railroad navvy with his hog-eye,
Steady on a jig with a hog-eye, oh,
She wants the hog-eye man!
Oh, a hog-eye ship and a hog-eye crew,
A hog-eye mate and a skipper too.
Chorus:
And a hog-eye!
Railroad navvy with his hog-eye,
Steady on a jig with a hog-eye, oh,
She wants the hog-eye man!
Песню Стинга лучше смотреть тут: Blood Red Roses
Farewell to Nancy я слышала еще на кельтских сборниках, так что она вообще свое-родное. Как песня про Белфаст.
More info about Rogue's Gallery