《The Foggy Dew》歌词

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

[00:00:01] Written by：Richard Rodgers/Lorenz Hart/Non Protected Shares

[00:00:15] As down the glen one Easter morn to a city

[00:00:24] Fair rode I

[00:00:28] There Armed lines of marching men in squadrons passed me

[00:00:38] By

[00:00:40] No fife did hum nor battle drum did sound it's

[00:00:48] Dread tatoo

[00:00:52] But the Angelus bell o'er the Liffey swell rang out

[00:01:00] Through the foggy dew

[00:01:04] Right proudly high over Dublin town they flung out the

[00:01:12] Flag of war

[00:01:16] 'Twas better to die 'neath an irish sky than at

[00:01:22] Suvla or Sud El Bar

[00:01:28] And from the plains of Royal Meath strong men came

[00:01:36] Hurrying through

[00:01:39] While Britannia's huns with their long range guns sailed in

[00:01:47] Through the foggy dew

[00:01:51] 'Twas England bade our Wild Geese go that small Nations

[00:01:59] Might be free

[00:02:03] But their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves or the

[00:02:09] Sore of the great North sea

[00:02:14] O had they died by Pearse's side or fought

[00:02:21] With Cathal Brugha

[00:02:25] Their names we'd keep where the Fenians sleep 'neath the

[00:02:31] Shroud of the foggy dew

[00:02:36] But the bravest fell and the requiem bell rang mournfully

[00:02:45] And clear

[00:02:47] For those who died that watertide in the springtime of

[00:02:56] The year

[00:02:58] And the world did gaze with deep amazeat those fearless

[00:03:05] Men but few

[00:03:08] Who bore the fight that Freedom's light might shine through

[00:03:15] The foggy dew