《The Foggy Dew》歌词

[00:00:00] The Foggy Dew - Annwn

[00:00:00] Composed by：Traditional Song

[00:00:20] I was down the glen one Easter morn

[00:00:26] To a city fair rode I

[00:00:32] There armed lines of marching men

[00:00:38] In squadrons passed me by

[00:00:45] No pipe did hum no battle drum did

[00:00:51] Sound it's loud tattoo

[00:00:56] But the Angelus Bells o'er the

[00:01:00] Liffey swells rang out in the foggy dew

[00:01:17] Right proudly high in Dublin town

[00:01:23] They hung out a flag of war

[00:01:29] 'Twas better to die 'neath that Irish sky

[00:01:35] Than at Sulva or Sud el Bar

[00:01:41] And from the plains of Royal Meath

[00:01:47] Strong men came hurrying through

[00:01:53] While Brittania's huns with their

[00:01:57] Long range guns

[00:01:59] Sailed in through the foggy dew

[00:02:14] 'Twas England bade our wild geese go

[00:02:20] That small nations might be free

[00:02:26] Their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves

[00:02:32] Or the fringe of the great North Sea

[00:02:38] Oh but had they died by Pearse's

[00:02:42] Side or fought with Cathal Brugha

[00:02:50] Their names we'd keep where

[00:02:53] The Fenians sleep 'neath the shroud

[00:02:57] Of the foggy dew

[00:04:17] Their bravest fell and the requiem bell

[00:04:22] Rang mournfully and clear

[00:04:28] For those who died that Eastertide in the

[00:04:35] Springing of the year

[00:04:40] And the world did gaze in deep amaze

[00:04:46] At those fearless men but few

[00:04:52] Who bore the fight that freedom's light

[00:04:58] Might shine through the foggy dew