《Foggy Dew》歌词

[00:00:00] Foggy Dew - ProSound Tribute Band

[00:00:11] As down the glen one Easter morn

[00:00:16] To a city fair rode I

[00:00:21] There Armed lines of marching men

[00:00:26] In squadrons passed me by

[00:00:31] No fife did hum nor battle drum did sound

[00:00:37] It's dread tatoo

[00:00:40] But the Angelus bell o'er the Liffey swell rang

[00:00:46] Out through the foggy dew

[00:00:50] Right proudly high over Dublin Town

[00:00:55] They hung out the flag of war

[00:01:00] 'Twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky

[00:01:05] Than at Sulva or Sud El Bar

[00:01:09] And from the plains of Royal Meath

[00:01:14] Strong men came hurrying through

[00:01:19] While Britannia's Huns with their long range

[00:01:23] Guns sailed in through the foggy dew

[00:01:29] 'Twas Britannia bade our Wild Geese go

[00:01:33] That small nations might be free

[00:01:38] But their lonely graves are by Sulva's waves

[00:01:43] Or the shore of the Great North Sea

[00:01:48] Oh had they died by Pearse's side or fought

[00:01:53] With Cathal Brugha

[00:01:57] Their names we will keep where the fenians

[00:02:01] Sleep 'neath the shroud of the foggy dew

[00:02:07] But the bravest fell and the requiem bell rang

[00:02:12] Mournfully and clear

[00:02:16] For those who died that Eastertide

[00:02:21] In the springing of the year

[00:02:25] And the world did gaze in deep amaze

[00:02:30] At those fearless men but few

[00:02:35] Who bore the fight that freedom's light

[00:02:40] Might shine through the foggy dew