The Bells of Aberdovey


If to me you can be true,             Ohs oit tee un beer ee me,

Just as true as I to you,             Vel-roiv-vee un beer ee tee,

It's one two three four five and six  Mahl een die tree ped-war pimp chwech,   ,

Sing the bells of Aberdovey.          Meth-i cloch-i Ab-er-du-vee.

 One two three four five and six,       Een die tree pedwar pimp cwech saith

 It's one two three four five and six,  Mahl een die tree ped-war pimp, chwech,

 Sing the bells of Aberdovey.           Meth-i cloch-i Ab-er-du-vee

Boys do love to be in love,           Huff gan vab you may thee sairch,

And girls do love to marry.           Uh vairch my ahm bree-od-ee,

But  my love's for only one,          Huff-gan in eye um hob man,

For Bess of Aberdovey.                On mor-veeth Ab-er-du-vee.

If your love is just as true,           Ohs oit teen vung har-ee-ee,

As this love I have for you,            Vel roiv veen duh gar- ee-ee,

It's one two three four five and six    Mahl een, die tree ped-war pimp chwech,,

From the bells of Aberdovey.            Meth-i cloch-i Ab-er-du-vee.





Bold with love I'm back once more,    Pan thove ad-rev tros uh more,
Just to camp against your door.       Cahr-yod gee-ra orth duh thor,
It's one two three four five and six  Mahl een die tree ped-war pimp chwech,   ,

Sing the bells of Aberdovey.          Meth-i cloch-i Ab-er-du-vee.

 One two three four five and six,       Een die tree pedwar pimp cwech saith

 It's one two three four five and si,   Mahl een die tree ped-war pimp, chwech,x

 Sing the bells of Aberdovey.           Meth-i cloch-i Ab-er-du-vee

Here's an end to all faint hearts,    Pide i oo-nade un gol-on wahn
Till truth it is you're pleading.     Pan thou o dan-der vah-ner,
If you just meet me half way          Ohs beeth gen it ire you thwoyd
It will be all I'm needing.           Beeth goon-oy dun well or han-ner.
If your love is half as true            Ohs oit teen vun har-ee-ee,
As this love I have for you             Vel roiv veen duh gar-ee-dee
It's one two three four five and six    Mahl een, die tree ped-war pimp chwech,,

From the bells of Aberdovey.            Meth-i cloch-i Ab-er-du-vee.
Recorded by John Charles Thomas, many others
Translation by Peter John Stephens.
From Cole, Folksongs of England, Ireland, Scotland and Wales
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