歌曲 | Paddy's Lamentation |
歌手 | David Kincaid |
专辑 | The Irish Volunteer |
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[00:00.000] | 作曲 : Anonymous Unknown |
[00:15.006] | And it's by the hush, me boys, and sure that's to hold your noise |
[00:22.145] | And listen to poor Paddy's lamentation |
[00:31.062] | I was by hunger pressed, and by poverty distressed |
[00:38.895] | When I took the thought I'd leave the Irish nation |
[00:46.164] | So I sold me horse and plow, sold me sheep and pigs and sow |
[00:53.398] | My little farm of land I, we parted |
[01:02.465] | And me sweetheart Bid McGee, I'm afeared I'll never see |
[01:09.997] | For I left her on that morning quite broken-hearted |
[01:17.306] | And here's to you boys, now do take my advice |
[01:25.068] | To Americay I'll have ye's not bе going |
[01:33.658] | O there's nothing herе but war, where the murderin' cannons roar |
[01:41.214] | And I wish I was back home in dear old Ireland |
[01:52.287] | So me and a hundred more, to Americay sailed o'er |
[01:59.600] | Our fortunes to be makin' we were thinkin' |
[02:08.397] | But when we landed in Yankee land, they stuck a musket in our hands |
[02:16.246] | Saying "Paddy, you must go and fight for Lincoln" |
[02:23.431] | General Meagher to us said, if you get shot or you lose your leg |
[02:31.085] | Every father's son of you will get a pension |
[02:39.965] | But in the war I lost my leg, all I've got's a wooden peg |
[02:47.383] | O me boys it's the truth to you I mention |
[02:54.720] | And here's to you boys, now do take my advice |
[03:02.544] | To Americay I'll have ye's not be going |
[03:10.970] | O there's nothing here but war, where the murderin' cannons roar |
[03:18.590] | And I wish I was back home in dear old Ireland |
[03:42.390] | O there's nothing here but war, where the murderin' cannons roar |
[03:49.824] | And I wish I was back home in dear old Ireland |
[04:00.975] | Now I'd have thought meself in luck, to be fed Indian buck |
[04:08.268] | And in Ireland the land I delight in |
[04:17.071] | But by the devil, I do say, curse Americay |
[04:24.765] | For I'm sure I've had enough of your hard fightin' |
[04:32.374] | And here's to you boys, do take my advice |
[04:39.986] | To Americay I'll have ye's not be going |
[04:48.418] | O there's nothing here but war, where the murderin' cannons roar |
[04:55.975] | And I wish I was back home in dear old Ireland |
[00:00.000] | zuo qu : Anonymous Unknown |
[00:15.006] | And it' s by the hush, me boys, and sure that' s to hold your noise |
[00:22.145] | And listen to poor Paddy' s lamentation |
[00:31.062] | I was by hunger pressed, and by poverty distressed |
[00:38.895] | When I took the thought I' d leave the Irish nation |
[00:46.164] | So I sold me horse and plow, sold me sheep and pigs and sow |
[00:53.398] | My little farm of land I, we parted |
[01:02.465] | And me sweetheart Bid McGee, I' m afeared I' ll never see |
[01:09.997] | For I left her on that morning quite brokenhearted |
[01:17.306] | And here' s to you boys, now do take my advice |
[01:25.068] | To Americay I' ll have ye' s not b going |
[01:33.658] | O there' s nothing her but war, where the murderin' cannons roar |
[01:41.214] | And I wish I was back home in dear old Ireland |
[01:52.287] | So me and a hundred more, to Americay sailed o' er |
[01:59.600] | Our fortunes to be makin' we were thinkin' |
[02:08.397] | But when we landed in Yankee land, they stuck a musket in our hands |
[02:16.246] | Saying " Paddy, you must go and fight for Lincoln" |
[02:23.431] | General Meagher to us said, if you get shot or you lose your leg |
[02:31.085] | Every father' s son of you will get a pension |
[02:39.965] | But in the war I lost my leg, all I' ve got' s a wooden peg |
[02:47.383] | O me boys it' s the truth to you I mention |
[02:54.720] | And here' s to you boys, now do take my advice |
[03:02.544] | To Americay I' ll have ye' s not be going |
[03:10.970] | O there' s nothing here but war, where the murderin' cannons roar |
[03:18.590] | And I wish I was back home in dear old Ireland |
[03:42.390] | O there' s nothing here but war, where the murderin' cannons roar |
[03:49.824] | And I wish I was back home in dear old Ireland |
[04:00.975] | Now I' d have thought meself in luck, to be fed Indian buck |
[04:08.268] | And in Ireland the land I delight in |
[04:17.071] | But by the devil, I do say, curse Americay |
[04:24.765] | For I' m sure I' ve had enough of your hard fightin' |
[04:32.374] | And here' s to you boys, do take my advice |
[04:39.986] | To Americay I' ll have ye' s not be going |
[04:48.418] | O there' s nothing here but war, where the murderin' cannons roar |
[04:55.975] | And I wish I was back home in dear old Ireland |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Anonymous Unknown |
[00:15.006] | And it' s by the hush, me boys, and sure that' s to hold your noise |
[00:22.145] | And listen to poor Paddy' s lamentation |
[00:31.062] | I was by hunger pressed, and by poverty distressed |
[00:38.895] | When I took the thought I' d leave the Irish nation |
[00:46.164] | So I sold me horse and plow, sold me sheep and pigs and sow |
[00:53.398] | My little farm of land I, we parted |
[01:02.465] | And me sweetheart Bid McGee, I' m afeared I' ll never see |
[01:09.997] | For I left her on that morning quite brokenhearted |
[01:17.306] | And here' s to you boys, now do take my advice |
[01:25.068] | To Americay I' ll have ye' s not b going |
[01:33.658] | O there' s nothing her but war, where the murderin' cannons roar |
[01:41.214] | And I wish I was back home in dear old Ireland |
[01:52.287] | So me and a hundred more, to Americay sailed o' er |
[01:59.600] | Our fortunes to be makin' we were thinkin' |
[02:08.397] | But when we landed in Yankee land, they stuck a musket in our hands |
[02:16.246] | Saying " Paddy, you must go and fight for Lincoln" |
[02:23.431] | General Meagher to us said, if you get shot or you lose your leg |
[02:31.085] | Every father' s son of you will get a pension |
[02:39.965] | But in the war I lost my leg, all I' ve got' s a wooden peg |
[02:47.383] | O me boys it' s the truth to you I mention |
[02:54.720] | And here' s to you boys, now do take my advice |
[03:02.544] | To Americay I' ll have ye' s not be going |
[03:10.970] | O there' s nothing here but war, where the murderin' cannons roar |
[03:18.590] | And I wish I was back home in dear old Ireland |
[03:42.390] | O there' s nothing here but war, where the murderin' cannons roar |
[03:49.824] | And I wish I was back home in dear old Ireland |
[04:00.975] | Now I' d have thought meself in luck, to be fed Indian buck |
[04:08.268] | And in Ireland the land I delight in |
[04:17.071] | But by the devil, I do say, curse Americay |
[04:24.765] | For I' m sure I' ve had enough of your hard fightin' |
[04:32.374] | And here' s to you boys, do take my advice |
[04:39.986] | To Americay I' ll have ye' s not be going |
[04:48.418] | O there' s nothing here but war, where the murderin' cannons roar |
[04:55.975] | And I wish I was back home in dear old Ireland |
[00:15.006] | 且保持安静,孩子们,莫要发出吵闹 |
[00:22.145] | 听这可怜爱尔兰人的悲歌 |
[00:31.062] | 我为饥饿所驱动,又为贫乏而困窘 |
[00:38.895] | 此时我起了离开爱尔兰的念头 |
[00:46.164] | 所以我卖了马和犁,卖了我的羊和猪 |
[00:53.398] | 离开了我小小的牧场与家园 |
[01:02.465] | 我的挚爱碧迪麦克吉,恐怕再也难重聚 |
[01:09.997] | 那天清晨我同她分别心已碎 |
[01:17.306] | 你们年轻人,一定要听我的劝 |
[01:25.068] | 我宁肯从未去过美国 |
[01:33.658] | 这里只有战火,杀人大炮怒吼 |
[01:41.214] | 我愿回到亲爱的爱尔兰老家 |
[01:52.287] | 我同一百人多,一起去往了美国 |
[01:59.600] | 我们想着能碰上点好运 |
[02:08.397] | 但一踏上洋基国度,一杆枪塞进手中 |
[02:16.246] | 说到:"爱尔兰佬,你得给林肯打仗。" |
[02:23.431] | 大将米格尔跟咱说,子弹一发就能断腿 |
[02:31.085] | 你的每个孩子都能领到抚恤 |
[02:39.965] | 我在战场上丢了腿,却只得了条木腿 |
[02:47.383] | 噢孩子们我句句都属实 |
[02:54.720] | 你们年轻人,一定要听我的劝 |
[03:02.544] | 我宁肯从未去过美国 |
[03:10.970] | 这里只有战火,杀人大炮怒吼 |
[03:18.590] | 我愿回到亲爱的爱尔兰老家 |
[03:42.390] | 这里只有战火,杀人大炮怒吼 |
[03:49.824] | 我愿回到亲爱的爱尔兰老家 |
[04:00.975] | 我想我倒还幸运,尚可打猎来过活 |
[04:08.268] | 还留在我热爱的爱尔兰祖国 |
[04:17.071] | 但是我要让恶魔诅咒美国 |
[04:24.765] | 我已经完全受够了你们的血腥战斗 |
[04:32.374] | 你们年轻人,一定要听我的劝 |
[04:39.986] | 我宁肯从未去过美国 |
[04:48.418] | 这里只有战火,杀人大炮怒吼 |
[04:55.975] | 我愿回到亲爱的爱尔兰老家 |