Greensleeves Songtext
von Marianne Faithfull

Alas my love you do me wrong
To cast me off discourteously
For I have loved you so long
Delighting in your company.


Greensleeves was all my joy,
Greensleeves was my delight.
Greensleeves was my heart of gold
And who but my Lady Greensleeves?

Alas my love that you should own
A heart of wanton vanity
So I must laddie think alone
Upon your insincerity.

Greensleeves ...