Ένα από τα κλασσικά κολλήματα του μυαλού μου σκάλωσε σε ένα τραγουδάκι των Waterboys που άκουσα στο Radio Paradise. Κάτι μου θύμιζε…

Φυσικά όπως η παρθενογέννεση ανήκει στο παρελθόν κι αυτό το τραγουδάκι είναι παραδοσιακό τραγούδι με ρίζες στο 1720 περίπου.

Στο youtube υπάρχουν διάφορες εκτελέσεις του, άκουσα διάφορες version του το βράδυ.

Εσάς τι σας θυμίζει αλήθεια;

Τώρα μπορεί και να κάνω λάθος, αλλά είναι λίγο περίεργο να ξέρεις μια μελωδία που ακούς για πρώτη φορά.

Οι στίχοι του The Raggle Taggle Gypsy

There were three gypsies came to our door.
They came brave and boldly, O.
One sang high and another sang low,
And the other sang Raggle-Taggle Gypsies, O.

It was upstairs, downstairs the lady went,
Put on her suit of leather, O,
And there was a cry from around the door,
“She’s away with the raggle-taggle gypsy, O.”

It was late that night when the lord came in,
Inquiring for his lady, O,
And the servant girl she said to the lord,
“She’s away with the raggle-taggle gypsy, O.”

“Well, saddle for me my milk-white steed.
My big horse is not speedy, O,
And I will ride and seek my bride.
She’s away with the raggle-taggle gypsy, O.”

Well, he rode east, and he rode west.
He rode north and south also,
Until he came to a wide-open field.
It was there that he spied his lady, O.

“Tell me, how you could leave your goose-feather bed,
Your blankets strewn so comely, O?
How could you leave your newly wedded lord,
All for a raggle-taggle gypsy, O?”

“Well, what care I for my goose-feather bed,
For my blankets strewn so comely, O?
Tonight I lie in a wide-open field
In the arms of the raggle-taggle gypsy, O.”

“Tell me, how could you leave your house and your land,
How could you leave your money, O?
How could you leave your only wedded lord,
All for a raggle-taggle gypsy, O?”

“Well, what care I for my house and my land?
And what care I for my money, O?
I’d rather have a kiss from the yellow gypsy’s lips.
I’m away with the raggle-taggle gypsy, O!”