TESTO DEL LIED

"Beneath a weeping willow's shade"
di Francis Hopkinson (1737-1791)

Beneath a weeping willow's shade,
She sat and sang alone;
Her Hand upon her Heart she laid,
And plaintive was her moan.
The mockbird sat upon a Bough
And listen'd to her Lay;
Then to the distant Hills he bore
The dulcet notes away.

Fond echo to her Strains reply'd,
The Winds her Sorrows bore;
Adieu, dear youth, Adieu, she cry'd,
I ne'er shall see thee more.
The mockbird sat upon a Bough
And listen'd to her Lay;
Then to the distant Hills he bore
The dulcet notes away.