lirik lagu ghizela rowe - rudyard kipling - mandalay
by the old moulmein pagoda, lookin’ lazy at the sea
there’s a burma girl a~settin’, and i know she thinks o’ me;
for the wind is in the palm~trees, and the temple~bells they say:
“come you back, you british soldier; come you back to mandalay!”
come you back to mandalay
where the old flotilla lay:
can’t you ‘ear their paddles chunkin’ from rangoon to mandalay?
on the road to mandalay
where the flyin’~fishes play
an’ the dawn comes up like thunder outer china ‘crost the bay!
‘er petticoat was yaller an’ ‘er little cap was green
an’ ‘er namе was supi~yaw~lat — jes’ the same as theebaw’s queen
an’ i seed hеr first a~smokin’ of a whackin’ white cheroot
an’ a~wastin’ christian kisses on an ‘eathen idol’s foot:
bloomin’ idol made o’mud —
wot they called the great gawd budd —
plucky lot she cared for idols when i kissed ‘er where she stud!
on the road to mandalay
where the flyin’~fishes play
an’ the dawn comes up like thunder outer china ‘crost the bay!
when the mist was on the rice~fields an’ the sun was droppin’ slow
she’d git ‘er little banjo an’ she’d sing “~kulla~lo~lo!~”
with ‘er arm upon my shoulder an’ ‘er cheek agin’ my cheek
we useter watch the steamers an’ the ~hathis~ pilin’ teak
elephints a~pilin’ teak
in the sludgy, squdgy creek
where the silence ‘ung that ‘eavy you was ‘arf afraid to speak!
on the road to mandalay
where the flyin’~fishes play
an’ the dawn comes up like thunder outer china ‘crost the bay!
but that’s all shove be’ind me — long ago an’ fur away
an’ there ain’t no ‘busses runnin’ from the bank to mandalay;
an’ i’m learnin’ ‘ere in london what the ten~year soldier tells:
“if you’ve ‘eard the east a~callin’, you won’t never ‘eed naught else.”
no! you won’t ‘eed nothin’ else
but them spicy garlic smells
an’ the sunshine an’ the palm~trees an’ the tinkly temple~bells;
on the road to mandalay
where the flyin’~fishes play
an’ the dawn comes up like thunder outer china ‘crost the bay!
i am sick o’ wastin’ leather on these gritty pavin’~stones
an’ the blasted henglish drizzle wakes the fever in my bones;
tho’ i walks with fifty ‘ousemaids outer chelsea to the strand
an’ they talks a lot o’ lovin’, but wot do they understand?
beefy face an’ grubby ‘and —
law! wot do they understand?
i’ve a neater, sweeter maiden in a cleaner, greener land!
on the road to mandalay
where the flyin’~fishes play
an’ the dawn comes up like thunder outer china ‘crost the bay!
ship me somewheres east of suez, where the best is like the worst
where there aren’t no ten commandments an’ a man can raise a thirst;
for the temple~bells are callin’, an’ it’s there that i would be —
by the old moulmein pagoda, looking lazy at the sea;
on the road to mandalay
where the old flotilla lay
with our sick beneath the awnings when we went to mandalay!
on the road to mandalay
where the flyin’~fishes play
an’ the dawn comes up like thunder outer china ‘crost the bay!
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