Текст песни Caroline Lavelle - Bushes and briars

Through bushes and briars
I've lately made my way
All for to hear the small birds sing
One evening in May

I overheard my own true love
Her voice it was so clear
Long time I have been waiting for
The coming of my dear

Sometimes I am uneasy
And troubled in my mind
Sometimes I think I'll go to my love
And tell to him my mind.

But if I should go to my love
My love he would say nay
If I showed to him my boldness
He'd ne'er love me again