歌曲 | Fern Hill |
歌手 | Cerys Matthews |
专辑 | Dylan Thomas a Child's Christmas, Poems and Tiger Eggs |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.000] | 作词 : Dylan Thomas |
[00:01.000] | 作曲 : Cerys Matthews/Mason Neely |
[00:12.237] | Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs |
[00:15.697] | About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green, |
[00:20.471] | The night above the dingle starry, |
[00:23.403] | Time let me hail and climb |
[00:25.813] | Golden in the heydays of his eyes, |
[00:29.812] | And honored among wagons I was prince of the apple towns |
[00:32.724] | And once below a time I lordly had the trees and leaves |
[00:38.070] | Trail with daisies and barley |
[00:40.778] | Down the rivers of the windfall light. |
[00:43.470] | |
[00:44.817] | And as I was green and carefree, famous among the barns |
[00:49.648] | About the happy yard and singing as the farm was home, |
[00:53.689] | In the sun that is young once only, |
[00:56.671] | Time let me play and be |
[00:58.588] | Golden in the mercy of his means, |
[01:02.114] | And green and golden I was huntsman and herdsman, the calves |
[01:06.181] | Sang to my horn, the foxes on the hills barked clear and cold, |
[01:12.670] | And the sabbath rang slowly |
[01:15.630] | In the pebbles of the holy streams. |
[01:18.316] | |
[01:19.693] | All the sun long it was running, it was lovely, the hay |
[01:24.558] | Fields high as the house, the tunes from the chimneys, it was air |
[01:29.401] | And playing, lovely and watery |
[01:32.129] | And fire green as grass. |
[01:35.101] | And nightly under the simple stars |
[01:38.072] | As I rode to sleep the owls were bearing the farm away, |
[01:43.463] | All the moon long I heard, blessed among stables, the nightjars |
[01:48.046] | Flying with the ricks, and the horses |
[01:52.097] | Flashing into the dark. |
[01:53.976] | |
[01:56.139] | And then to awake, and the farm, like a wanderer white |
[02:00.491] | With the dew, come back, the cock on his shoulder: it was all |
[02:03.428] | Shining, it was Adam and maiden, |
[02:07.499] | The sky gathered again |
[02:09.640] | And the sun grew round that very day. |
[02:13.389] | So it must have been after the birth of the simple light |
[02:17.501] | In the first, spinning place, the spellbound horses walking warm |
[02:22.410] | Out of the whinnying green stable |
[02:26.208] | On to the fields of praise. |
[02:29.191] | |
[02:32.466] | And honored among foxes and pheasants by the gay house |
[02:36.309] | Under the new made clouds and happy as the heart was long, |
[02:40.631] | In the sun born over and over, |
[02:43.600] | I ran my heedless ways, |
[02:46.329] | My wishes raced through the house high hay |
[02:50.331] | And nothing I cared, at my sky blue trades, that time allows |
[02:54.142] | In all his tuneful turning so few and such morning songs |
[03:00.979] | Before the children green and golden |
[03:04.463] | Follow him out of grace. |
[03:06.646] | |
[03:08.259] | Nothing I cared, in the lamb white days, that time would take me |
[03:13.926] | Up to the swallow thronged loft by the shadow of my hand, |
[03:18.450] | In the moon that is always rising, |
[03:21.430] | Nor that riding to sleep |
[03:23.311] | I should hear him fly with the high fields |
[03:26.530] | And wake to the farm forever fled from the childless land. |
[03:33.283] | Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means, |
[03:40.064] | Time held me green and dying |
[03:44.685] | Though I sang in my chains like the sea. |
[00:00.000] | zuo ci : Dylan Thomas |
[00:01.000] | zuo qu : Cerys Matthews Mason Neely |
[00:12.237] | Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs |
[00:15.697] | About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green, |
[00:20.471] | The night above the dingle starry, |
[00:23.403] | Time let me hail and climb |
[00:25.813] | Golden in the heydays of his eyes, |
[00:29.812] | And honored among wagons I was prince of the apple towns |
[00:32.724] | And once below a time I lordly had the trees and leaves |
[00:38.070] | Trail with daisies and barley |
[00:40.778] | Down the rivers of the windfall light. |
[00:43.470] | |
[00:44.817] | And as I was green and carefree, famous among the barns |
[00:49.648] | About the happy yard and singing as the farm was home, |
[00:53.689] | In the sun that is young once only, |
[00:56.671] | Time let me play and be |
[00:58.588] | Golden in the mercy of his means, |
[01:02.114] | And green and golden I was huntsman and herdsman, the calves |
[01:06.181] | Sang to my horn, the foxes on the hills barked clear and cold, |
[01:12.670] | And the sabbath rang slowly |
[01:15.630] | In the pebbles of the holy streams. |
[01:18.316] | |
[01:19.693] | All the sun long it was running, it was lovely, the hay |
[01:24.558] | Fields high as the house, the tunes from the chimneys, it was air |
[01:29.401] | And playing, lovely and watery |
[01:32.129] | And fire green as grass. |
[01:35.101] | And nightly under the simple stars |
[01:38.072] | As I rode to sleep the owls were bearing the farm away, |
[01:43.463] | All the moon long I heard, blessed among stables, the nightjars |
[01:48.046] | Flying with the ricks, and the horses |
[01:52.097] | Flashing into the dark. |
[01:53.976] | |
[01:56.139] | And then to awake, and the farm, like a wanderer white |
[02:00.491] | With the dew, come back, the cock on his shoulder: it was all |
[02:03.428] | Shining, it was Adam and maiden, |
[02:07.499] | The sky gathered again |
[02:09.640] | And the sun grew round that very day. |
[02:13.389] | So it must have been after the birth of the simple light |
[02:17.501] | In the first, spinning place, the spellbound horses walking warm |
[02:22.410] | Out of the whinnying green stable |
[02:26.208] | On to the fields of praise. |
[02:29.191] | |
[02:32.466] | And honored among foxes and pheasants by the gay house |
[02:36.309] | Under the new made clouds and happy as the heart was long, |
[02:40.631] | In the sun born over and over, |
[02:43.600] | I ran my heedless ways, |
[02:46.329] | My wishes raced through the house high hay |
[02:50.331] | And nothing I cared, at my sky blue trades, that time allows |
[02:54.142] | In all his tuneful turning so few and such morning songs |
[03:00.979] | Before the children green and golden |
[03:04.463] | Follow him out of grace. |
[03:06.646] | |
[03:08.259] | Nothing I cared, in the lamb white days, that time would take me |
[03:13.926] | Up to the swallow thronged loft by the shadow of my hand, |
[03:18.450] | In the moon that is always rising, |
[03:21.430] | Nor that riding to sleep |
[03:23.311] | I should hear him fly with the high fields |
[03:26.530] | And wake to the farm forever fled from the childless land. |
[03:33.283] | Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means, |
[03:40.064] | Time held me green and dying |
[03:44.685] | Though I sang in my chains like the sea. |
[00:00.000] | zuò cí : Dylan Thomas |
[00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : Cerys Matthews Mason Neely |
[00:12.237] | Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs |
[00:15.697] | About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green, |
[00:20.471] | The night above the dingle starry, |
[00:23.403] | Time let me hail and climb |
[00:25.813] | Golden in the heydays of his eyes, |
[00:29.812] | And honored among wagons I was prince of the apple towns |
[00:32.724] | And once below a time I lordly had the trees and leaves |
[00:38.070] | Trail with daisies and barley |
[00:40.778] | Down the rivers of the windfall light. |
[00:43.470] | |
[00:44.817] | And as I was green and carefree, famous among the barns |
[00:49.648] | About the happy yard and singing as the farm was home, |
[00:53.689] | In the sun that is young once only, |
[00:56.671] | Time let me play and be |
[00:58.588] | Golden in the mercy of his means, |
[01:02.114] | And green and golden I was huntsman and herdsman, the calves |
[01:06.181] | Sang to my horn, the foxes on the hills barked clear and cold, |
[01:12.670] | And the sabbath rang slowly |
[01:15.630] | In the pebbles of the holy streams. |
[01:18.316] | |
[01:19.693] | All the sun long it was running, it was lovely, the hay |
[01:24.558] | Fields high as the house, the tunes from the chimneys, it was air |
[01:29.401] | And playing, lovely and watery |
[01:32.129] | And fire green as grass. |
[01:35.101] | And nightly under the simple stars |
[01:38.072] | As I rode to sleep the owls were bearing the farm away, |
[01:43.463] | All the moon long I heard, blessed among stables, the nightjars |
[01:48.046] | Flying with the ricks, and the horses |
[01:52.097] | Flashing into the dark. |
[01:53.976] | |
[01:56.139] | And then to awake, and the farm, like a wanderer white |
[02:00.491] | With the dew, come back, the cock on his shoulder: it was all |
[02:03.428] | Shining, it was Adam and maiden, |
[02:07.499] | The sky gathered again |
[02:09.640] | And the sun grew round that very day. |
[02:13.389] | So it must have been after the birth of the simple light |
[02:17.501] | In the first, spinning place, the spellbound horses walking warm |
[02:22.410] | Out of the whinnying green stable |
[02:26.208] | On to the fields of praise. |
[02:29.191] | |
[02:32.466] | And honored among foxes and pheasants by the gay house |
[02:36.309] | Under the new made clouds and happy as the heart was long, |
[02:40.631] | In the sun born over and over, |
[02:43.600] | I ran my heedless ways, |
[02:46.329] | My wishes raced through the house high hay |
[02:50.331] | And nothing I cared, at my sky blue trades, that time allows |
[02:54.142] | In all his tuneful turning so few and such morning songs |
[03:00.979] | Before the children green and golden |
[03:04.463] | Follow him out of grace. |
[03:06.646] | |
[03:08.259] | Nothing I cared, in the lamb white days, that time would take me |
[03:13.926] | Up to the swallow thronged loft by the shadow of my hand, |
[03:18.450] | In the moon that is always rising, |
[03:21.430] | Nor that riding to sleep |
[03:23.311] | I should hear him fly with the high fields |
[03:26.530] | And wake to the farm forever fled from the childless land. |
[03:33.283] | Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means, |
[03:40.064] | Time held me green and dying |
[03:44.685] | Though I sang in my chains like the sea. |
[00:12.237] | 现在,当我年青而自在地坐在苹果树下, |
[00:15.697] | 挨着低吟的屋子,因绿草而快乐, |
[00:20.471] | 夜悬于星星的幽谷上, |
[00:23.403] | 时光让我欢呼让我攀爬 |
[00:25.813] | 在他眼中的金色年华 |
[00:29.812] | 车马拥簇中我是苹果国王子, |
[00:32.724] | 曾几何时我也雍容地让树儿叶儿 |
[00:38.070] | 连同稚菊和大麦随我 |
[00:40.778] | 沿着风吹的日光之河巡游。 |
[00:43.470] | |
[00:44.817] | 当我绿着,无忧无虑,在欢乐庭院的 |
[00:49.648] | 谷仓间扬名,歌唱农场家园, |
[00:53.689] | 在只年轻一次的太阳里, |
[00:56.671] | 时光让我嬉戏让我成为 |
[00:58.588] | 金黄色,受他恩宠, |
[01:02.114] | 翠绿与金黄之中我是猎手和牧人,牛犊们 |
[01:06.181] | 随我的号角歌唱,山上狐狸们吠声清冷 |
[01:12.670] | 而安息日缓缓叮咚 |
[01:15.630] | 在圣泉里的鹅卵石间。 |
[01:18.316] | |
[01:19.693] | 长长白日里它跑着,好可爱,干草田 |
[01:24.558] | 屋子一样高,烟囱里飘出歌谣,它朝气篷勃, |
[01:29.401] | 嬉戏着,水灵,可爱, |
[01:32.129] | 草一般燃烧着绿。 |
[01:35.101] | 夜间寥落星辰下, |
[01:38.072] | 当我驶入梦乡,猫头鹰便驮走农场, |
[01:43.463] | 长长月夜里我在马厩中倾听、祈求,夜鹰们 |
[01:48.046] | 与草垛齐飞,马儿们 |
[01:52.097] | 闪入黑暗深处。 |
[01:53.976] | |
[01:56.139] | 然后就醒了,农场像游子归来, |
[02:00.491] | 一身露水白,公鸡立肩头:一切 |
[02:03.428] | 皆闪光,一切皆是夏娃亚当, |
[02:07.499] | 天空再次聚合, |
[02:09.640] | 就是那一天太阳长圆。 |
[02:13.389] | 所以应是在熹光降临之际, |
[02:17.501] | 在最初的纺绩地,着魔的马群暖暖走出 |
[02:22.410] | 绿色嘶鸣的马厩, |
[02:26.208] | 前往荣耀的土地。 |
[02:29.191] | |
[02:32.466] | 欢乐的屋子边上,新裁的云朵下面, |
[02:36.309] | 与狐狸山雉们相伴,快乐得心跳舒长, |
[02:40.631] | 在一次次重生的太阳里 |
[02:43.600] | 我随意地奔走, |
[02:46.329] | 我的祈愿窜过屋子高的草垛 |
[02:50.331] | 而我毫不在意,对我的天蓝色生计,时光 |
[02:54.142] | 在他悠然回转间让稀落的晨歌 |
[03:00.979] | 在孩子们的翠绿与金黄面前 |
[03:04.463] | 随他一道黯然逝去。 |
[03:06.646] | |
[03:08.259] | 我毫不在意,羔羊般洁白的日子里,时光 |
[03:13.926] | 携我手的阴影把我带上永恒升着的月亮里, |
[03:18.450] | 那聚满燕子的阁楼, |
[03:21.430] | 也不在意驶入长梦时, |
[03:23.311] | 我会听他随高高的田野飞翔, |
[03:26.530] | 而后苏醒在农场,永远远离没有孩童的世界。 |
[03:33.283] | 噢!当我年青而自在地受他恩宠, |
[03:40.064] | 时光曾让我绿过也让我死去, |
[03:44.685] | 即使我套着枷锁唱着大海之歌。 |