Предыдущий повторОдноименный фильм тут совсем ни при чем.
American western folk ballad in trochaic meter usually credited to Percy Montrose (1884), although it is sometimes credited to Barker Bradford.
Там еще подробности.
В общем, "народная" (так как нет точных данных об авторе) баллада эпохи Золотой лихорадки в Калифорнии
У нее много современных музыкальных версий А под одним из вариантом текстов написано:
Written by Lee Hays, Fred Hellerman, Ronnie Gilbert
Что именно написали эти неведомые мне люди, не знаю. Ну и послушать можно немного
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Что-то детское
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Magnus Carlson & Martin Hederos
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In a cavern, in a canyon,
Excavating for a mine
Dwelt a miner forty niner,
And his daughter Clementine
Light she was and like a fairy,
And her shoes were number nine,
Herring boxes, without topses,
Sandals were for Clementine.
Clementine! Clementine!
Oh my darling, Clementine!
Drove she ducklings to the water
Every morn just at nine,
Hit her foot against a splinter,
Fell into the foaming brine.
Ruby lips above the water,
Blowing bubbles, soft and fine,
But, alas, I was no swimmer,
So I lost my Clementine.
And the minor forty niner
Soon began to peak and pine
Thought he oughta join his daughter
Now he's left with Clementine
In my dreams she still upon me
Broken garments soaked in brine
Though in life I used to hug her,
In death I draw the line
How I missed her! How I missed her,
How I missed my Clementine,
So I kissed her little sister,
And I forgot my Clementine.
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