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Stolen Child - Loreena McKennitt.mp3

Stolen Child - Loreena McKennitt.mp3
[00:00.00] 作词 : Loreena M...
[00:00.00] 作词 : Loreena McKennitt
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Loreena McKennitt
[00:34.08]Where dips the rocky highland
[00:37.32]Of Sleuth Wood in the lake
[00:40.72]There lies a leafy island
[00:44.02]Where flapping herons wake
[00:47.38]The drowsy water-rats
[00:50.44]There we've hid our faery vats
[00:54.35]Full of berries
[00:57.26]And of reddest stolen cherries
[01:01.72]Come away, O human child
[01:05.32]To the waters and the wild
[01:08.78]With a faery, hand in hand
[01:12.08]For the world's more full of weeping
[01:15.59]Than he can understand.
[01:20.55]Where the wave of moonlight glosses
[01:24.17]The dim grey sands with light
[01:27.46]By far off furthest Rosses
[01:30.92]We foot it all the night
[01:34.47]Weaving olden dances
[01:37.43]Mingling hands and mingling glances
[01:40.88]Till the moon has taken flight
[01:44.49]To and fro we leap
[01:47.74]And chase the frothy bubbles
[01:50.75]Whilst the world is full of troubles
[01:54.16]And is anxious in its sleep.
[01:59.41]Come away, O human child
[02:02.72]To the waters and the wild
[02:06.07]With a faery, hand in hand
[02:09.37]For the world's more full of weeping
[02:12.91]Than he can understand.
[02:30.58]Where the wandering water gushes
[02:34.37]From the hills above Glen-Car
[02:37.62]In pools among the rushes
[02:41.12]That scarce could bathe a star
[02:44.46]We seek for slumbering trout
[02:47.67]And whispering in their ears
[02:51.33]Give them unquiet dreams
[02:54.48]Leaning softly out
[02:57.59]From ferns that drop their tears
[03:01.20]Over the young streams
[03:04.56]Come away, O human child
[03:07.97]To the waters and the wild
[03:11.28]With a faery, hand in hand
[03:14.53]For the world's more full of weeping
[03:18.03]Than he can understand.
[03:36.93]Away with us he's going
[03:40.49]The solemn-eyed
[03:43.80]He'll hear no more the lowing
[03:46.91]Of the calves on the warm hillside
[03:50.21]Or the kettle on the hob
[03:53.37]Sing peace into his breast
[03:57.02]Or see the brown mice bob
[04:01.11]Round and round the oatmeal chest.
[04:03.43]For he comes, the human child
[04:06.74]To the waters and the wild
[04:10.22]With a faery, hand in hand
[04:13.46]For the world's more full of weeping
[04:17.28]Than you can understand.
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