Omnia - Who Are You? lyrics
[Omnia - Who Are You? lyrics]
Who are you my pretty fair maiden
Who are you my honey
Who are you my pretty fair maiden
Who are you my honey
She answered me modestly
I am a mother's darling fiddle-dy
You are da-faddle-diddle
Da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o
Will you come to my mother's house
When the moon is shining clearly
Will you come to my mother's house
When the moon is shining clearly
I'll open the door and I'll let you in
And devil the one will hear us fiddle-dy
You are da-faddle-diddle
Da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o
So I went to her house in the middle of
The night and the moon was shining clearly
So I went to her house in the middle of
The night and the moon was shining clearly
She opened the door and she let me in
And devil the one did hear us fiddle-dy
You are da-faddle-diddle
Da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o
Then she took my horse by the bridle and the
Bit and she led him to the stable
Then she took my horse by the bridle and the
Bit and she led him to the stable
Say there's plenty of odds
For a soldier's horse
To eat it if he's able fiddle-dy
You are da-faddle-diddle
Da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o
Then she took me by her lily white hand
And she led me to the table
Then she took me by her lily white hand
And she led me to the table
Say there's plenty of wine for a soldier boy
To drink it if he's able fiddle-dy
You are da-faddle-diddle
Da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o
Then she got up and she made the bed
And she made it nice and easy
Then she got up and she made the bed
And she made it nice and easy
Then she took me by the hand and
Said: 'Blow out the candle' fiddle-dy
You are da-faddle-diddle
Da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o
There we laid 'til the break of the day
And devil the one did hear us
There we laid 'til the break of the day
And devil the one did hear us
Then she arose, put on her clothes
Said: 'Darling you must leave me' fiddle-dy
You are da-faddle-diddle
Da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o
When can I return again and
When will we get married
When can I return again and
When will we get married
When broken shells make temple bells
That's when we'll be married fiddle-dy
You are da-faddle-diddle
Da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o
Who are you my honey
Who are you my pretty fair maiden
Who are you my honey
She answered me modestly
I am a mother's darling fiddle-dy
You are da-faddle-diddle
Da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o
Will you come to my mother's house
When the moon is shining clearly
Will you come to my mother's house
When the moon is shining clearly
I'll open the door and I'll let you in
And devil the one will hear us fiddle-dy
You are da-faddle-diddle
Da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o
So I went to her house in the middle of
The night and the moon was shining clearly
So I went to her house in the middle of
The night and the moon was shining clearly
She opened the door and she let me in
And devil the one did hear us fiddle-dy
You are da-faddle-diddle
Da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o
Then she took my horse by the bridle and the
Bit and she led him to the stable
Then she took my horse by the bridle and the
Bit and she led him to the stable
Say there's plenty of odds
For a soldier's horse
To eat it if he's able fiddle-dy
You are da-faddle-diddle
Da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o
Then she took me by her lily white hand
And she led me to the table
Then she took me by her lily white hand
And she led me to the table
Say there's plenty of wine for a soldier boy
To drink it if he's able fiddle-dy
You are da-faddle-diddle
Da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o
Then she got up and she made the bed
And she made it nice and easy
Then she got up and she made the bed
And she made it nice and easy
Then she took me by the hand and
Said: 'Blow out the candle' fiddle-dy
You are da-faddle-diddle
Da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o
There we laid 'til the break of the day
And devil the one did hear us
There we laid 'til the break of the day
And devil the one did hear us
Then she arose, put on her clothes
Said: 'Darling you must leave me' fiddle-dy
You are da-faddle-diddle
Da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o
When can I return again and
When will we get married
When can I return again and
When will we get married
When broken shells make temple bells
That's when we'll be married fiddle-dy
You are da-faddle-diddle
Da fidy-didy-diddle-o-de-o