所属专辑:Dolores Keane
歌手: Dolores Keane
时长: 04:57
May Morning Dew - Dolores Keane[00:00:00]
How pleasant in winter to sit by the hob[00:00:37]
Listening to the barks and the howls of a dog[00:00:46]
Oh in summer to wander the wide valley through[00:00:55]
And to pluck the wild flowers in the may morning dew[00:01:08]
Summer is coming oh summer is here[00:01:20]
With the leaves on the trees and the sky blue and clear[00:01:29]
And the birds they are singing their fond notes so true[00:01:39]
And the flowers they are springing in the may morning dew[00:01:51]
The house I was reared in is put a stone on a stone[00:02:37]
And all round the garden the weeds they have grown[00:02:47]
And all the kind neighbours that ever I knew[00:02:58]
Like the red rose they've withered in the may morning dew[00:03:10]
God be with the old folks who are now dead and gone[00:03:21]
And likewise my brothers young Dennis and John[00:03:31]
As they tripped through the heather the wild hare to pursue[00:03:41]
As their joys they were mingled in the may morning dew[00:03:54]