《Witch Of The Westmorlands》歌词

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Pale was the wounded knight, that bore the rowan shield[00:04:08]

Loud and cruel were the raven's cries that feasted on the field[00:04:08]

Saying "Beck water cold and clear will never clean your wounds[00:04:08]

There's none but the Maid of the Winding Mere can make thee hale and soond"[00:04:08]

"Then course well, my brindled hounds, and fetch me the mountain hare[00:04:08]

Whose coat is as grey as the Wastwater and as white as the lily fair",[00:04:08]

Who said "Green moss and heather bands will never staunch the flood[00:04:08]

There's none but the Witch of the Westmorelands can save thy dear life's blood"[00:04:08]

So turn, turn your Stallion's head 'till his grey mane flies in the wind[00:04:08]

Till the rider of the moon goes by and the bright star falls behind[00:04:08]

Clear was the paley moon when his shadow passed him by[00:04:08]

Below the hill was the brightest star when he heard the houlet cry,[00:04:08]

Saying "Why do you ride this way, and wherefore cam' you here?"[00:04:08]

"I seek the Witch of the Westmorelands that dwells by the winding mere"[00:04:08]

"Then fly free your good grey hawk to gather the golden rod[00:04:08]

And face your horse intae the clouds above yon gay green wood"[00:04:08]

Weary by Ullswater and the misty brake fern way[00:04:08]

'Till through the cleft o' the Kirkstane Pass the winding water lay[00:04:08]

He said "Lie down, my brindled hound and perch my good grey hawk[00:04:08]

And thee, my steed, may graze thy fill for I must dismount and walk[00:04:08]

But come when you hear my horn and answer swift the call[00:04:08]

For I fear e'er the sun will rise this morn you will serve me best of all"[00:04:08]

Down to the water's brim, he's borne the rowan shield[00:04:08]

And the golden rod he has cast in to see what the lake might yield[00:04:08]

And wet rose she from the lake, fast and fleet gaed she[00:04:08]

One half the form of a maiden fair and the jet black mair's body[00:04:08]

Long, loud and shrill he blew and his steed was by his side[00:04:08]

High overhead his grey hawk flew and swiftly he did ride[00:04:08]

Saying "Course well, my brindled hounds, and fetch me the jet black mair[00:04:08]

Stoop and strike, my good grey hawk, and bring me the maiden fair"[00:04:08]

Who said "Pray, sheathe thy silvery sword. Lay down thy rowan shield[00:04:08]

For I see by the briny blood that flows you've been wounded in the field"[00:04:08]

She stood in the gown of the velvet blue, bound 'round with a silver chain[00:04:08]

She's kissed his pale lips aince and twice and three times 'round again[00:04:08]

She's bound his wound with the golden rod, full fast in her arms he lay[00:04:08]

And he has risen hale and soond wi' the sun high in the day[00:04:08]

She said "Ride with your brindled hounds at heel, and your good grey hawk in hand[00:04:08]

There's none can harm the knight who's kissed by the Witch of the Westmorland"[00:04:08]

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