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《Stolen child》歌词


歌曲: Stolen child

所属专辑:Irish Songs

歌手: Goran Bregovic

时长: 05:06

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Stolen child

Stolen child - Goran Bregovic[00:00:00]

Where dips the rocky highland[00:00:34]

Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,[00:00:37]

There lies a leafy island[00:00:41]

Where flapping herons wake[00:00:44]

The drowsy water-rats;[00:00:47]

There we've hid our faery vats,[00:00:50]

Full of berries[00:00:54]

And of reddest stolen cherries.[00:00:57]

Come away, O human child![00:01:02]

To the waters and the wild[00:01:06]

With a faery, hand in hand,[00:01:09]

For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.[00:01:12]

Where the wave of moonlight glosses[00:01:21]

The dim grey sands with light,[00:01:25]

Far off by furthest Rosses[00:01:28]

We foot it all the night,[00:01:32]

Weaving olden dances,[00:01:35]

Mingling hands and mingling glances[00:01:38]

Till the moon has taken flight;[00:01:42]

To and fro we leap[00:01:45]

And chase the frothy bubbles,[00:01:49]

While the world is full of troubles[00:01:52]

And is anxious in its sleep.[00:01:55]

Come away, O human child![00:02:01]

To the waters and the wild[00:02:04]

With a faery, hand in hand,[00:02:07]

For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.[00:02:11]

Where the wandering water gushes[00:02:32]

From the hills above Glen-Car,[00:02:36]

In pools among the rushes[00:02:39]

That scarce could bathe a star,[00:02:43]

We seek for slumbering trout[00:02:46]

And whispering in their ears[00:02:49]

Give them unquiet dreams;[00:02:53]

Leaning softly out[00:02:56]

From ferns that drop their tears[00:03:00]

Over the young streams.[00:03:03]

Come away, O human child![00:03:07]

To to waters and the wild[00:03:10]

With a faery, hand in hand,[00:03:13]

For to world's more full of weeping than you can understand.[00:03:17]

Away with us he's going,[00:03:39]

The solemn-eyed:[00:03:43]

He'll hear no more the lowing[00:03:46]

Of the calves on the warm hillside[00:03:50]

Or the kettle on the hob[00:03:53]

Sing peace into his breast,[00:03:56]

Or see the brown mice bob[00:04:00]

Round and round the oatmeal-chest.[00:04:03]

For he comes, the human child,[00:04:06]

To the waters and the wild[00:04:10]

With a faery, hand in hand,[00:04:14]

From a world more full of weeping[00:04:17]

than he can understand.[00:04:21]