所属专辑:20 Greatest Ever Irish Pub Songs, Vol. 1
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The Foggy Dew (迷雾水珠) - Patsy Watchorn/Tommy Makem[00:00:00]
It was down the glen one Easter morn[00:00:08]
To a city fair rode I[00:00:12]
There armed lines of marching men[00:00:17]
In squadrons passed me by[00:00:21]
No fife did hum nor battle drum[00:00:25]
Did sound it's dread tattoo[00:00:30]
But the Angelus bell o'er the Liffey swell[00:00:34]
Rang out through the foggy dew[00:00:38]
Right proudly high over dublin' sky[00:00:43]
They hung out the flag of war[00:00:47]
It was better to die neath an Irish sky[00:00:51]
Than at Sulva or Sud El Bar[00:00:55]
And from the plains of Royal Meath[00:01:00]
Strong men came hurrying through[00:01:04]
While Britannia's Huns with their long range guns[00:01:08]
Sailed in to the foggy dew[00:01:13]
Twas Britannia bade our Wild Geese go[00:01:17]
That small nations might be free[00:01:21]
But their lonely graves are by Sulva's waves[00:01:25]
Or the shore of the Great North Sea[00:01:29]
Oh had they died by Pearse's side[00:01:34]
Or fought with Cathal Brugha[00:01:38]
Their names we will keep[00:01:42]
Where the fenians sleep[00:01:44]
Neath the shroud of the foggy dew[00:01:47]
But the bravest fell and the requiem bell[00:01:59]
Rang mournfully and clear[00:02:04]
For those who died that Easter tide[00:02:08]
In the springing time of the year[00:02:12]
And the world did gaze in deep amaze[00:02:17]
At those fearless men and dew[00:02:21]
They bore the fight that freedom's light[00:02:25]
Might shine through the foggy dew[00:02:29]
Back through the glen I rode again[00:02:34]
And my heart with grief was sore[00:02:38]
For I parted then with valiant men[00:02:42]
Whom I never shall see more[00:02:47]
I'm truely fro in my dreams I go[00:02:51]
And I'd kneel and pray for you[00:02:55]
For slavery fled[00:02:59]
O glorious dead[00:03:04]
When you fell in the foggy dew[00:03:08]