《The Foggy Dew》歌词

[00:00:00] The Foggy Dew (迷雾水珠) - Tommy Makem

[00:00:02] Written by：Mcnally James

[00:00:05] It was down the glen one easter morn

[00:00:10] To a city fair rode I

[00:00:14] There ireland's lines of marching men

[00:00:19] In squadron passed me by

[00:00:24] No pipes did hum or no battle drum did sound it's dread tattoo

[00:00:34] But the angelus bell o'er the liffey swell rang out in the foggy dew

[00:00:44] Right proudly high over dublin town

[00:00:49] They hung out the flag of war

[00:00:54] For 'twas better to die 'neath an irish sky than at

[00:00:59] Suvla or sud el bar

[00:01:04] And from the plains of royal meath strong men came hurrying through

[00:01:14] While brittania's sons with their long range guns sailed in by the foggy dew

[00:01:24] 'Twas england bade our wild geese go that small nations might be free

[00:01:34] Their lonely graves are by suvla's waves on the fringe of the grey north sea

[00:01:43] Oh had they died by pearse's side or fought with valera true

[00:01:53] Their graves we'd keep where the fenians sleep 'neath the hills of the foggy dew

[00:02:41] The bravest fell and the sullen bell rang mournfully and clear

[00:02:50] For those who died that easter tide in the springing of the year

[00:02:59] And the world did gaze in deep amaze at those fearless men and true

[00:03:09] Who bore the fight that freedom's light might shine through the foggy dew