《Here’s to the last to die》歌词

[00:00:00] Here's to the last to die - Beggars' Hill

[00:00:00] We meet 'neath the sounding rafters

[00:00:05] And the walls around are bare;

[00:00:10] As they echo to our laughter

[00:00:15] 'Twould not seem that the dead were there

[00:00:19] So stand to your glasses steady

[00:00:24] 'Tis all we have left to prize

[00:00:29] Quaff a cup to the dead already

[00:00:33] And one to the next who dies

[00:00:38] Who dreads to the dead returning

[00:00:43] Who shrinks from that sable shore

[00:00:48] Where the high and haughty yearning

[00:00:53] Of the souls will be no more

[00:00:57] So stand to your glasses steady

[00:01:02] 'Tis all we have left to prize

[00:01:07] Quaff a cup to the dead already

[00:01:11] And one to the next who dies

[00:01:16] Time was when we frowned on others

[00:01:21] We thought we were wiser then;

[00:01:25] But now let us all be brothers

[00:01:30] For we never may meet again

[00:01:34] So stand to your glasses steady

[00:01:39] 'Tis all we have left to prize

[00:01:43] Quaff a cup to the dead already

[00:01:47] And one to the next who dies

[00:01:51] But a truce to this mournful story

[00:01:55] For death is a distant friend

[00:01:59] So here's to a life of glory

[00:02:04] And a laurel to crown each end

[00:02:07] So stand to your glasses steady

[00:02:12] 'Tis all we have left to prize

[00:02:16] Quaff a cup to the dead already

[00:02:20] And one to the next who dies