歌曲 | Bonny Bunch Of Roses |
歌手 | Fairport Convention |
专辑 | Full House (Re-issue With Bonus Tracks) |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Traditional | |
By the margin of the ocean, one summer day in the month of June, | |
The feather'd warbling songsters their voices sweetly sang in tune, | |
It was there I met a female all overcome with grief and woe, | |
Conversing with Napoleon on the Bonny Bunch of Roses, O. | |
Then up spoke young Napoleon and he took her by the hand | |
Saying "Mother dear, be patient, and I soon will take command; | |
And I'll raise a mighty army, and through tremendous dangers go, | |
And I'll conquer all the universe, and I'll have the Bonny Bunch of Roses, O." | |
"When first you saw great Bonaparte, you fell upon your bended knee, | |
And asked your father's life of him he granted it most manfully, | |
It was then he took an army, and o'er the frozen Alps did go, | |
Saying, "I'll conquer Moscow and come back for the Bonnie Bunch of Roses, O." | |
Oh he took a mighty army, princes and dukes were in his train | |
He was so well provided for, enough to sweep the world for gain; | |
But when he came to Moscow, all overpowered by sleet and snow | |
And Moscow was a-blazing, he lost the Bonnie Bunch of Roses, O. | |
Now son, don't speak so venturesome, for England has the heart of oak | |
And England, Ireland, Scotland, their unity will ne'er be broke; | |
So remember your father, in Saint Helena he lies low, | |
And you will follow after, beware of the Bonnie Bunch of Roses, O. | |
Adieu, adieu forever, now I bow my youthful head | |
Had I lived I might have been clever, but now I lie on my dying bed | |
And as the waters do flow and the weeping willows over me grow | |
The name of brave Napoleon will enshrine the Bonnie Bunch of Roses, O. |
zuo qu : Traditional | |
By the margin of the ocean, one summer day in the month of June, | |
The feather' d warbling songsters their voices sweetly sang in tune, | |
It was there I met a female all overcome with grief and woe, | |
Conversing with Napoleon on the Bonny Bunch of Roses, O. | |
Then up spoke young Napoleon and he took her by the hand | |
Saying " Mother dear, be patient, and I soon will take command | |
And I' ll raise a mighty army, and through tremendous dangers go, | |
And I' ll conquer all the universe, and I' ll have the Bonny Bunch of Roses, O." | |
" When first you saw great Bonaparte, you fell upon your bended knee, | |
And asked your father' s life of him he granted it most manfully, | |
It was then he took an army, and o' er the frozen Alps did go, | |
Saying, " I' ll conquer Moscow and come back for the Bonnie Bunch of Roses, O." | |
Oh he took a mighty army, princes and dukes were in his train | |
He was so well provided for, enough to sweep the world for gain | |
But when he came to Moscow, all overpowered by sleet and snow | |
And Moscow was ablazing, he lost the Bonnie Bunch of Roses, O. | |
Now son, don' t speak so venturesome, for England has the heart of oak | |
And England, Ireland, Scotland, their unity will ne' er be broke | |
So remember your father, in Saint Helena he lies low, | |
And you will follow after, beware of the Bonnie Bunch of Roses, O. | |
Adieu, adieu forever, now I bow my youthful head | |
Had I lived I might have been clever, but now I lie on my dying bed | |
And as the waters do flow and the weeping willows over me grow | |
The name of brave Napoleon will enshrine the Bonnie Bunch of Roses, O. |
zuò qǔ : Traditional | |
By the margin of the ocean, one summer day in the month of June, | |
The feather' d warbling songsters their voices sweetly sang in tune, | |
It was there I met a female all overcome with grief and woe, | |
Conversing with Napoleon on the Bonny Bunch of Roses, O. | |
Then up spoke young Napoleon and he took her by the hand | |
Saying " Mother dear, be patient, and I soon will take command | |
And I' ll raise a mighty army, and through tremendous dangers go, | |
And I' ll conquer all the universe, and I' ll have the Bonny Bunch of Roses, O." | |
" When first you saw great Bonaparte, you fell upon your bended knee, | |
And asked your father' s life of him he granted it most manfully, | |
It was then he took an army, and o' er the frozen Alps did go, | |
Saying, " I' ll conquer Moscow and come back for the Bonnie Bunch of Roses, O." | |
Oh he took a mighty army, princes and dukes were in his train | |
He was so well provided for, enough to sweep the world for gain | |
But when he came to Moscow, all overpowered by sleet and snow | |
And Moscow was ablazing, he lost the Bonnie Bunch of Roses, O. | |
Now son, don' t speak so venturesome, for England has the heart of oak | |
And England, Ireland, Scotland, their unity will ne' er be broke | |
So remember your father, in Saint Helena he lies low, | |
And you will follow after, beware of the Bonnie Bunch of Roses, O. | |
Adieu, adieu forever, now I bow my youthful head | |
Had I lived I might have been clever, but now I lie on my dying bed | |
And as the waters do flow and the weeping willows over me grow | |
The name of brave Napoleon will enshrine the Bonnie Bunch of Roses, O. |