《Moore: The Minstrel Boy》歌词

[00:00:00] Moore: The Minstrel Boy - Owen Gilhooley

[00:00:15] The minstrel boy to the war is gone

[00:00:20] In the ranks of death you'll find him

[00:00:25] His fathers sword he has girded on

[00:00:30] And his wild harp slung behind him

[00:00:41] Land of song said the warrior bard

[00:00:46] Though all the world betrays thee

[00:00:53] One sword at least thy rights shall guard

[00:00:58] One faithful harp shall praise thee

[00:01:21] The minstrel fell but the foeman's chain

[00:01:27] Could not bring that proud soul under

[00:01:32] The harp he loved never spoke again

[00:01:37] For he tore is chords asunder

[00:01:45] And said no chains shall sully thee

[00:01:51] Thou soul of love and bravery

[00:01:57] Thy songs were made for the pure and free

[00:02:02] They shall never sound in slavery

[00:02:18] Thy songs were made for the pure and free

[00:02:25] They shall never sound in slavery