Raglan Road

歌曲 Raglan Road
歌手 The Chieftains
歌手 Roger Daltrey
专辑 An Irish Evening

歌词

[00:00.00] 作词 : Traditional
[00:01.28] On Raglan Road
[00:05.76] on an Autumn Day,
[00:10.23] I saw her first and knew
[00:20.18] That her dark hair
[00:25.00] would weave a snare
[00:31.19] that I might one day rue.
[00:40.80] I saw the danger,
[00:45.80] and I passed
[00:50.76] Along the enchanted way
[01:00.32] And I said let grief be a falling leaf
[01:09.94] At the dawning of the day.
[01:21.68] On Grafton Street in November,
[01:31.20] We tripped lightly along the ledge
[01:40.27] Of a deep ravine where can be seen
[01:50.80] The worst of passions pledged.
[02:00.54] The Queen of Hearts still baking tarts
[02:11.35] And I not making hay,
[02:22.11] oh I loved too much;and by such, by such
[02:34.54] Is happiness thrown away.
[02:42.54]
[02:47.16] I gave her gifts of the mind.
[02:55.26] I gave her the secret sign
[03:05.37] That's known to the artists who have Known
[03:15.18] the true Gods of Sound and stone.
[03:27.58] and word and tint without a stint.
[03:36.44] I gave her poems to say
[03:47.19] With her own name there and her own dark hair
[04:02.11] Like the clouds over fields of May.
[04:42.80] On a quiet street where old ghosts meet,
[04:51.93] I see her walking now
[05:01.43] away from me,
[05:05.60] So hurriedly.
[05:11.74] My reason must allow,
[05:21.75] That I have loved,
[05:26.63] not as I should
[05:31.65] A creature made of clay.
[05:42.94] When the angel woos the playing loose
[05:55.38] here's wings at the dawn of day.

拼音

[00:00.00] zuò cí : Traditional
[00:01.28] On Raglan Road
[00:05.76] on an Autumn Day,
[00:10.23] I saw her first and knew
[00:20.18] That her dark hair
[00:25.00] would weave a snare
[00:31.19] that I might one day rue.
[00:40.80] I saw the danger,
[00:45.80] and I passed
[00:50.76] Along the enchanted way
[01:00.32] And I said let grief be a falling leaf
[01:09.94] At the dawning of the day.
[01:21.68] On Grafton Street in November,
[01:31.20] We tripped lightly along the ledge
[01:40.27] Of a deep ravine where can be seen
[01:50.80] The worst of passions pledged.
[02:00.54] The Queen of Hearts still baking tarts
[02:11.35] And I not making hay,
[02:22.11] oh I loved too much and by such, by such
[02:34.54] Is happiness thrown away.
[02:42.54]
[02:47.16] I gave her gifts of the mind.
[02:55.26] I gave her the secret sign
[03:05.37] That' s known to the artists who have Known
[03:15.18] the true Gods of Sound and stone.
[03:27.58] and word and tint without a stint.
[03:36.44] I gave her poems to say
[03:47.19] With her own name there and her own dark hair
[04:02.11] Like the clouds over fields of May.
[04:42.80] On a quiet street where old ghosts meet,
[04:51.93] I see her walking now
[05:01.43] away from me,
[05:05.60] So hurriedly.
[05:11.74] My reason must allow,
[05:21.75] That I have loved,
[05:26.63] not as I should
[05:31.65] A creature made of clay.
[05:42.94] When the angel woos the playing loose
[05:55.38] here' s wings at the dawn of day.