《Ballydine》歌词

歌曲： Ballydine

所属专辑：Folk Tale

歌手： Christy Moore

时长： 02:48

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Ballydine - Christy Moore[00:00:00]

As I wandered a broad by Kil sheelan[00:00:05]

Where the river meanders on down[00:00:11]

To my left lay the Comeragh Mountains[00:00:16]

To the right of me [F[00:00:22]

Where the fishermen cast on the waters[00:00:27]

And the apples are pressed into wine[00:00:33]

Where the herd returns slowly to pasture[00:00:38]

Through the fields that surround Ballydine[00:00:44]

I marvelled at nature's abundance[00:00:50]

In Tipperary so rich and so rare[00:00:55]

I drank from the well of spring water[00:01:01]

Breathing in deep the fresh air[00:01:06]

When I came to John Hanrahan's homestead[00:01:12]

In the fields around Ballycurkeen[00:01:17]

I lay down in a meadow of wild flower[00:01:23]

And dreamt a mysterious dream[00:01:28]

I dreamt of a curious eviction[00:01:34]

Unlike the evictions of old[00:01:40]

No sign of a Redcoat nor bailiff[00:01:45]

'Twas more pernicious and cold[00:01:51]

On the air came a colourless vapour[00:01:56]

The fields they fell silent and still[00:02:01]

As I lay in that meadow of wildflower[00:02:07]

Dreaming on Hanrahan's Hill[00:02:13]

When I awoke I was frightened[00:02:18]

I knew 'twas time to head home[00:02:24]

I made my way back to Cluan Meala[00:02:30]

On the road passing Merck Sharpe[00:02:35]

And Dohme[00:02:38]