up your sorrows And give them all to me You would lose them I know how to use them Give them all to me If somehow You could pack up your sorrows And
I am a man of constant sorrow I've seen troubles all my day I'm goin' back to California Place where I was partly raised All through this world I'm bound
(Farina/Marden) [Refrain:] Well, if somehow you could pack up your sorrows, And give them all to me. You would lose them, I know how to use them, Give
(Stookey/Yarrow) I am a man of constant sorrow; I've seen trouble all my day I'm going back to California, Place where I was partly raised. All through
ترجمة: بيتر ، بول وماري. حزم امتعتهم أحزانك.
ترجمة: بيتر ، بول وماري. حزن.
here know just why they died? Did you really believe them when they told you the cause? Did you really believe this war would end all wars? But the suffering the sorrow
