《The Foggy Dew》歌词

[00:00:00] The Foggy Dew - Patsy Watchorn

[00:00:01] Written by：James McNally

[00:00:10] I was down the glen one Easter morn

[00:00:15] To a city fair rode I

[00:00:20] There armed lines of marching men

[00:00:25] In squadrons passed me by

[00:00:30] No pipe did humanna no battle drum

[00:00:35] Did sound it's loud tattoo

[00:00:40] But the Angelus Bells o'er the Liffey swells

[00:00:45] Rang out in the foggy dew

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

[00:00:56] They hung out a flag of war

[00:01:01] '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

[00:01:21] While Brittania's huns with their long range guns

[00:01:26] Sailed in through the foggy dew

[00:01:31] 'Twas England bade our wild geese go

[00:01:36] That small nations might be free

[00:01:41] But their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves

[00:01:46] On the fringe of the gray North Sea

[00:01:51] Oh had they died by Pearse's side

[00:01:57] Or fought with Cathal Brugha

[00:02:01] Their names we'd keep where the Fenians sleep

[00:02:06] 'Neath the shroud of the foggy dew

[00:02:12] But the bravest fell and the solemn bell

[00:02:17] Rang mournfully and clear

[00:02:22] For those who died that Eastertide

[00:02:27] In the springtime of the year

[00:02:32] And the world did gaze with deep amaze

[00:02:37] At those fearless men but few

[00:02:42] Who bore the fight that freedom's light

[00:02:47] Might shine through the foggy dew

[00:02:52] But down through the glen I rode again

[00:02:58] And my heart with grief was sore

[00:03:02] For I parted then with valiant men

[00:03:08] Whom I never shall see no more

[00:03:13] And to and fro in my dreams I go

[00:03:18] And I kneel and I pray for you

[00:03:23] For slavery fled oh glorious dead

[00:03:28] When you fell in the foggy dew