Death Of A Gael 歌词

	作曲 : Fay
	A warrior so proud of the woman by his side,
	His faithful heart would take no other bride,
	For three years they lived,
	midst the forests of the land,
	Strong and proud was the love
	of this woman and man
	Like the sky high above,
	no beginning and no end,
	The woman that he loves,
	his life and best friend.
	Until that day in December
	when the snowstorms did start,
	Stalked the Norseman with his bow,
	put an arrow through his heart.
	Hear the cry, the cry of the winter wind,
	Blowing across the land,
	stealing his life from him,
	From the earth, and into the otherworld,
	the land of Tír Na n-Óg,
	is the place where he must go.
	"Woman come to my side,
	let your arms shield my pain,
	For I know will not spend
	another day with you again."
	They say she will not move
	from the place where he did die,
	Once so strong and so proud,
	She cannot talk but cry.

	zuo qu : Fay
	A warrior so proud of the woman by his side,
	His faithful heart would take no other bride,
	For three years they lived,
	midst the forests of the land,
	Strong and proud was the love
	of this woman and man
	Like the sky high above,
	no beginning and no end,
	The woman that he loves,
	his life and best friend.
	Until that day in December
	when the snowstorms did start,
	Stalked the Norseman with his bow,
	put an arrow through his heart.
	Hear the cry, the cry of the winter wind,
	Blowing across the land,
	stealing his life from him,
	From the earth, and into the otherworld,
	the land of Ti r Na nÓ g,
	is the place where he must go.
	" Woman come to my side,
	let your arms shield my pain,
	For I know will not spend
	another day with you again."
	They say she will not move
	from the place where he did die,
	Once so strong and so proud,
	She cannot talk but cry.

	zuò qǔ : Fay
	A warrior so proud of the woman by his side,
	His faithful heart would take no other bride,
	For three years they lived,
	midst the forests of the land,
	Strong and proud was the love
	of this woman and man
	Like the sky high above,
	no beginning and no end,
	The woman that he loves,
	his life and best friend.
	Until that day in December
	when the snowstorms did start,
	Stalked the Norseman with his bow,
	put an arrow through his heart.
	Hear the cry, the cry of the winter wind,
	Blowing across the land,
	stealing his life from him,
	From the earth, and into the otherworld,
	the land of Tí r Na nÓ g,
	is the place where he must go.
	" Woman come to my side,
	let your arms shield my pain,
	For I know will not spend
	another day with you again."
	They say she will not move
	from the place where he did die,
	Once so strong and so proud,
	She cannot talk but cry.

YouTube搜索结果 (转至YouTube)