《The Foggy Dew》歌词

[00:00:00] The Foggy Dew (迷雾水珠) - The Galway Singers/The Velvet Players

[00:00:05] I was down the glen one Easter morn

[00:00:11] To a city fair rode I

[00:00:16] There armed lines of marching men

[00:00:22] In squadrons passed me by

[00:00:28] No pipe did hum

[00:00:30] No battle drum did sound its loud tattoo

[00:00:38] But the Angelus Bells o'er the Liffey swells

[00:00:43] Rang out in the foggy dew

[00:00:49] Right proudly high in Dublin town

[00:00:54] Hung they out a flag of war

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

[00:01:06] Than at Sulva or Sud el Bar

[00:01:11] And from the plains of Royal Meath

[00:01:16] Strong men came hurrying through

[00:01:22] While Brittania's Huns with their long range guns

[00:01:27] Sailed in through the foggy dew

[00:01:32] 'Twas England bade our wild geese

[00:01:37] Go that small nations might be free

[00:01:43] But their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves

[00:01:49] On the fringe of the grey North Sea

[00:01:54] Oh had they died by Pearse's side

[00:01:59] Or fought with Valera true

[00:02:05] Their graves we'd keep where the Fenians sleep

[00:02:10] 'Neath the hills of the Foggy Dew

[00:02:15] The bravest fell and the sullen bell

[00:02:21] Rang mournfully and clear

[00:02:26] For those who died that

[00:02:29] Easter tide in the springing of the year

[00:02:37] And the world did gaze in deep

[00:02:41] Amaze at those fearless men and true

[00:02:47] Who bore the fight that

[00:02:50] Freedom's light might shine through the Foggy Dew