Frank Black and the Catholics - Belle Isle [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

One evening for pleasure I rambled
To view the fair fields all alone
Down by the banks of Loch Eiron
Where beauty and pleasure were known

I spied a fair maid at her labour
Which caused me to stay for awhile
And I thought her the goddess of beauty
Blooming bright star of Belle Isle

I humbled myself to her beauty
Fair maiden, where do you belong
Are you from heaven descended
Abiding in cupid's fair throne

Young man, I will tell you a secret
It's true I'm a maid that is poor
And to part from my vows and my promise
Is more than my heart can endure

Therefore I'll remain at my service
And go through my hardship and toil
And wait for the lad that has left me
All alone on the banks of Belle Isle

Young maiden I wish not to banter
'Tis true I came in a disguise
I came here to fulfill our last promise
And hoped to give you a surprise

I own you're a maid I love dearly
And you've been in my heart all the while
And for me there is no other damsel
Than my blooming bright star of Belle Isle