Oh, laddie would you love me

Inspireerituna tänahommikusest lugemiselamusest täiskiilutud bussis, panen allpool kirja mõned read traditsioonilisest shoti laulust "Baron's Heir". Seda laulab imekaunilt toosama Eddi Reader oma paari aasta eest ilmunud plaadil "Peacetime".
Aga lugesin ma hommikul Rothfussi "Tuule nime" teist köidet ning jäin mõttesse... Meeste poolt kirja pandud fantaasiates on see ainutähtis noor neiu alati pimestavalt kaunis, uskumatult tark ja müstiline, kättesaamatu olend.
Kui vähe me seevastu igapäevaselt teise inimese erakordsust austame ja imetleme.

O gin I were a baron's heir
And I could braid gems in my hair,
I'd be as braw as ye are fair
Oh, laddie would you love me
And I would take you to the town
And show you braw sights, manys a wan
I would wear a silken gown
Oh, laddie would you love me

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And when the braw moon glistens o'er
Our lonesome bield and heathery mair
Will you no greet that we're so poor
Oh laddie for I love thee
For I have nought to offer thee
No gold from mine
nor pearl from sea
Nor do I come fae high degree
Oh, laddie how I love thee