歌曲 | The pulse of an Irishman, WoO 154 No.4 |
歌手 | Dietrich Fischer-Dieskau |
专辑 | Dietrich Fischer-Dieskau: Recordings from the Archives |
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[00:00.000] | 作词 : Sir Alexander Boswell |
[00:01.000] | 作曲 : Ludwig van Beethoven |
[00:11.21] | The pulse of an Irishman ever beats quicker, |
[00:13.45] | whan war is the story, or love is the theme; |
[00:16.08] | and place him where bullets fly thicker and thicker, |
[00:18.66] | you'll find him all cowardice scorning. |
[00:21.52] | And tho' a ball should maim poor Darby, |
[00:23.85] | light at the heart he rallies on: |
[00:26.26] | "Fortune is cruel, but Norah, my jewel, |
[00:28.99] | is kind, and with smiling, all sorrow beguiling, |
[00:31.74] | shall bid from our cabin all care to be gone, |
[00:33.85] | and how they will jig it, and tug at the spigot, |
[00:36.92] | an Patrick's day in the mornin'." |
[01:03.71] | O blest by the land in the wide western waters, |
[01:06.04] | sweet Erin, lov'd Erin, the pride of my song; |
[01:08.21] | still brave be the sons, and still fair be the daughters |
[01:11.08] | thy meads and thy mountains adorning! |
[01:13.46] | And tho' the eastern sun seems tardy, |
[01:16.13] | tho' the pure light of knowledge slow, |
[01:18.57] | night and delusion, and darkling confusion |
[01:21.30] | like mists from the river shall vanish for ever, |
[01:23.85] | and true Irish hearts with warm loyalty glow; |
[01:26.19] | and proud exaltation burst forth from the nation |
[01:28.81] | on Patrick's day in the mornin'. |
[00:00.000] | zuo ci : Sir Alexander Boswell |
[00:01.000] | zuo qu : Ludwig van Beethoven |
[00:11.21] | The pulse of an Irishman ever beats quicker, |
[00:13.45] | whan war is the story, or love is the theme |
[00:16.08] | and place him where bullets fly thicker and thicker, |
[00:18.66] | you' ll find him all cowardice scorning. |
[00:21.52] | And tho' a ball should maim poor Darby, |
[00:23.85] | light at the heart he rallies on: |
[00:26.26] | " Fortune is cruel, but Norah, my jewel, |
[00:28.99] | is kind, and with smiling, all sorrow beguiling, |
[00:31.74] | shall bid from our cabin all care to be gone, |
[00:33.85] | and how they will jig it, and tug at the spigot, |
[00:36.92] | an Patrick' s day in the mornin'." |
[01:03.71] | O blest by the land in the wide western waters, |
[01:06.04] | sweet Erin, lov' d Erin, the pride of my song |
[01:08.21] | still brave be the sons, and still fair be the daughters |
[01:11.08] | thy meads and thy mountains adorning! |
[01:13.46] | And tho' the eastern sun seems tardy, |
[01:16.13] | tho' the pure light of knowledge slow, |
[01:18.57] | night and delusion, and darkling confusion |
[01:21.30] | like mists from the river shall vanish for ever, |
[01:23.85] | and true Irish hearts with warm loyalty glow |
[01:26.19] | and proud exaltation burst forth from the nation |
[01:28.81] | on Patrick' s day in the mornin'. |
[00:00.000] | zuò cí : Sir Alexander Boswell |
[00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : Ludwig van Beethoven |
[00:11.21] | The pulse of an Irishman ever beats quicker, |
[00:13.45] | whan war is the story, or love is the theme |
[00:16.08] | and place him where bullets fly thicker and thicker, |
[00:18.66] | you' ll find him all cowardice scorning. |
[00:21.52] | And tho' a ball should maim poor Darby, |
[00:23.85] | light at the heart he rallies on: |
[00:26.26] | " Fortune is cruel, but Norah, my jewel, |
[00:28.99] | is kind, and with smiling, all sorrow beguiling, |
[00:31.74] | shall bid from our cabin all care to be gone, |
[00:33.85] | and how they will jig it, and tug at the spigot, |
[00:36.92] | an Patrick' s day in the mornin'." |
[01:03.71] | O blest by the land in the wide western waters, |
[01:06.04] | sweet Erin, lov' d Erin, the pride of my song |
[01:08.21] | still brave be the sons, and still fair be the daughters |
[01:11.08] | thy meads and thy mountains adorning! |
[01:13.46] | And tho' the eastern sun seems tardy, |
[01:16.13] | tho' the pure light of knowledge slow, |
[01:18.57] | night and delusion, and darkling confusion |
[01:21.30] | like mists from the river shall vanish for ever, |
[01:23.85] | and true Irish hearts with warm loyalty glow |
[01:26.19] | and proud exaltation burst forth from the nation |
[01:28.81] | on Patrick' s day in the mornin'. |