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The Foggy Dew - Derek Warfield/The Young Wolfe Tones.mp3

The Foggy Dew - Derek Warfield/The Young Wolfe Tones.mp3
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Derek Wa...
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Derek Warfield
[00:15.981]As down the glen one Easter morn
[00:20.015]To a city fair rode I
[00:23.958]There armoured lines of marching men
[00:28.236]In squadrons passed me by
[00:31.934]No pipe did hum, no battle drum
[00:36.191]Did sound its loud tattoo
[00:39.946]But the Angelus bell o'er the Liffy's swell
[00:44.245]Rang out in the foggy dew
[00:47.422]
[00:55.961]Right proudly high over Dublin town
[01:00.122]They hung out the flag of war
[01:03.956]'Twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky
[01:08.062]Than at Suvla or Sud el Bar
[01:12.029]And from the plains of Royal Meath
[01:16.047]Strong men came hurrying through
[01:20.030]While Brittania's huns with their long-range guns
[01:24.329]Sailed in through the foggy dew
[01:28.014]
[01:36.007]Oh the night fell black and the rifle's crack
[01:39.969]Made perfidious Albion reel
[01:44.015]Mid the leaded rain seven tongues of flame
[01:48.050]Did shine o're the lines of steel
[01:52.038]By each shining blade a prayer was said
[01:55.940]That to Ireland her sons be true
[02:00.019]When the morning broke still the war flag shook
[02:04.077]Out its fold on the foggy dew
[02:07.638]
[02:16.023]It was England bade our wild geese go
[02:20.261]That small nations might be free
[02:24.028]But their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves
[02:28.035]On the fringe of the geart North Sea
[02:32.307]Oh had they died by Pearse's side
[02:36.079]Or fought with Cathal Bruagh
[02:40.058]Their names we'd keep where the Fenians sleep
[02:44.054]'Neath the shroud of the foggy dew
[02:47.673]
[02:56.055]But the bravest fell, and the requiem bell
[03:00.188]Rang mournfully and clear
[03:03.989]For those who died that Eastertide
[03:08.006]In the springing of the year
[03:11.973]While the world did gaze with deep amaze
[03:16.090]At those fearless men but few
[03:20.042]Who bore the fight that freedom's light
[03:23.933]Might shine through the foggy dew
[03:27.921]
[03:35.985]Then back through that glen I rode again
[03:40.184]And my heart with grief was sore
[03:44.004]For I parted then with valiant men
[03:48.118]Whom I never shall see more
[03:52.090]And back to and fro in dreams I'll go
[03:56.202]And I'll kneel and pray for you
[04:00.170]For slavery fled oh glorious dead
[04:10.200]When you fell in the foggy dew
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