所属专辑:25 Rebel Songs Of Ireland
歌手: Dermot O’Brien
时长: 03:41
Foggy Dew - Dermot O'Brien[00:00:00]
I was down the glen one Easter morn[00:00:07]
To a city fair rode I[00:00:12]
There armed lines of marching men[00:00:18]
In squadrons passed me by[00:00:24]
No pipe did hum[00:00:30]
No battle drum did sound its loud tattoo[00:00:33]
But the Angelus Bells or the Liffey swells[00:00:42]
Rang out in the foggy dew[00:00:48]
Right proudly high over Dublin town[00:00:59]
They Hung out a flag of war[00:01:05]
Was better to die neath that Irish sky[00:01:11]
Than at Sulva or Sud el Bar[00:01:17]
And from the plains of Royal Meath[00:01:22]
Strong men came hurrying through[00:01:29]
While Brittania's Huns with their long range guns[00:01:34]
Sailed in through the foggy dew[00:01:40]
Twas Britannia bade our Wild Geese go[00:01:52]
That small nations might be free[00:01:58]
But their lonely graves are by Sulva's waves[00:02:03]
Or the shore of the Great North Sea[00:02:09]
Oh had they died by Pearse's side[00:02:15]
Or fought with Cathal[00:02:21]
Their names we will keep where the fenians sleep[00:02:27]
Neath the shroud of the foggy dew[00:02:33]
But the bravest fell and the requiem bell[00:02:38]
Rang mournfully and clear[00:02:45]
For those who died that Easter tide[00:02:50]
In the springing of the year[00:02:56]
And the world did gaze in deep amaze[00:03:02]
At those fearless men but few[00:03:08]
Who bore the fight that freedom's light[00:03:14]
Might shine through the foggy dew[00:03:20]
Foggy dew[00:03:25]