She did, and being drawn in for an embrace, Curnen placed herself so her ear was near his heart. Why that was a soothing sound she didn't understand, so much as it was the warmth and life of another person.
She started to sing then, quiet. The dialect was different, but "My Love's in Germany" was right. For Brushy. He had not gone to war, but he had been so terribly brave for her and stood up to impossible odds when he called out Rockhouse. Overpowered and overrun. It was the final verse that brought things into sharp focus, though.
He'll ne'er come o'er the sea, Wullie's slain, Wullie's slain He'll ne'er come o'er the sea, Wullie's slain He may ne'er come o'er the sea, tae his love and ain countrie This life's nae mair for me, Wullie's slain, Wullie's slain This life's nae mair for me, Wullie's slain.
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Re: Curnen - OTA
Date: 2017-12-07 06:30 am (UTC)She started to sing then, quiet. The dialect was different, but "My Love's in Germany" was right. For Brushy. He had not gone to war, but he had been so terribly brave for her and stood up to impossible odds when he called out Rockhouse. Overpowered and overrun. It was the final verse that brought things into sharp focus, though.
He'll ne'er come o'er the sea, Wullie's slain, Wullie's slain
He'll ne'er come o'er the sea, Wullie's slain
He may ne'er come o'er the sea, tae his love and ain countrie
This life's nae mair for me, Wullie's slain, Wullie's slain
This life's nae mair for me, Wullie's slain.
Not cursed. Murdered.