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The Ash Grove (白蜡林) - The Celtic Pop Band[00:00:00]
The ash grove how graceful how plainly 'tis speaking[00:00:15]
The harp through it's playing has language for me[00:00:23]
Whenever the light through it's branches is breaking[00:00:30]
A host of kind faces is gazing on me[00:00:38]
The friends of my childhood again are before me[00:00:46]
Each step wakes a memory as freely I roam[00:00:53]
With soft whispers laden it's leaves rustle o'er me[00:01:01]
The ash grove the ash grove alone is my home[00:01:09]
My lips smile no more my heart loses it's lightness[00:01:24]
No dream of the future my spirit can cheer[00:01:32]
I only would brood on the past and it's brightness[00:01:40]
The dead I have mourned are again living here[00:01:47]
From every dark nook they press forward to meet me[00:01:55]
I lift up my eyes to the broad leafy dome[00:02:02]
And others are there looking downward to greet me[00:02:10]
The ash grove the ash grove alone is my home[00:02:18]
Hoooh[00:02:49]
Hooooh[00:02:53]
Hoooh[00:02:57]
Hoooh[00:02:59]
The friends of my childhood again are before me[00:03:04]
Each step wakes a memory[00:03:11]
As freely I roam[00:03:15]
With soft whispers laden it's leaves rustle o'er me[00:03:19]
The ash grove the ash grove[00:03:26]
Alone is my home[00:03:31]