Jeanie with the light brown hair

Here if you want to hear the melody:

http://beemp3.com/download.php?file=2094922&song=Jeanie+with+the+Light+Brown+Hair

017.STEPHEN FOSTER Jeanie With The Light Brown Hair - Vilhelmas Cepinskis & Guoda Gedvilaite
Know about Jeanie with the light brown hair? Mungkin lo tau animenya, dulu pernah di puter di Lativi dan Spacetoon. Cerita anime tentang Jeanie, Stephen, dan Billy itu terinspirasi dari sebuah puisi dan lagu karangan Stephen Foster ini...

Kalau dilihat dari animenya, yang dimaksud dengan Stephen ini adalah Stephen Foster sendiri , yang membuat lagu yang didengar oleh banyak orang di dunia, dimulai dari sebuah kota kecil Pennysville.

Inilah lirik lagu itu, kalau setelah membacanya, kamu menutup mata sambil mendengar melodinya, kamu mungkin akan bisa merasakan perasaan yang sangat lembut, seolah kamu sedang berdiri diatas rerumputan Pennysville.. Rumput itu menggelitik telapak kakimu dengan lembut...
Dengarkan alunan banjo yang dimainkan Bill... Rasanya sangat alami, menyenangkan sekali.
he-he itu kalau aku sih... ;P

I dream of Jeanie with the light brown hair,
Borne, like a vapor, on the summer air;
I see her tripping where the bright streams play,
Happy as the daisies that dance on her way.
Many were the wild notes her merry voice would pour,
Many were the blithe birds that warbled them o'er:
Oh! I dream of Jeanie with the light brown hair,
Floating, like a vapor, on the soft summer air.

I long for Jeanie with the daydawn smile,
Radiant in gladness, warm with winning guile;
I hear her melodies, like joys gone by,
Sighing round my heart o'er the fond hopes that die:
Sighing like the night wind and sobbing like the rain,
Wailing for the lost one that comes not again:
Oh! I long for Jeanie, and my heart bows low,
Never more to find her where the bright waters flow.

I sigh for Jeanie, but her light form strayed
Far from the fond hearts round her native glade;
Her smiles have vanished and her sweet songs flown,
Flitting like the dreams that have cheered us and gone.
Now the nodding wild flowers may wither on the shore
While her gentle fingers will cull them no more:
Oh! I sigh for Jeanie with the light brown hair,
Floating, like a vapor, on the soft summer air.