作词 : Donovan | |
Ye sons of Britain | |
Who once were free | |
Ye now are slaves to factory | |
Those who walk the path of mole | |
Expect in time to kill thy soul | |
look | |
*Down in the wood in the murky gloom | |
Trolls go marching two by two | |
Down through the cave and the mouth of doom | |
Down, down, down in the gloom, gloom,gloom | |
Hey kala ho kala ho la jai | |
but look | |
*Who should come by the mountain way | |
Young Finn Hanley | |
A lute he play | |
Clothed in scarlet livery | |
All wide eyed in the bright noon day | |
Tiree tiraloo tiraloo i ay | |
Creative intelligence has been crushed | |
by industrial uniformity? |
zuo ci : Donovan | |
Ye sons of Britain | |
Who once were free | |
Ye now are slaves to factory | |
Those who walk the path of mole | |
Expect in time to kill thy soul | |
look | |
Down in the wood in the murky gloom | |
Trolls go marching two by two | |
Down through the cave and the mouth of doom | |
Down, down, down in the gloom, gloom, gloom | |
Hey kala ho kala ho la jai | |
but look | |
Who should come by the mountain way | |
Young Finn Hanley | |
A lute he play | |
Clothed in scarlet livery | |
All wide eyed in the bright noon day | |
Tiree tiraloo tiraloo i ay | |
Creative intelligence has been crushed | |
by industrial uniformity? |
zuò cí : Donovan | |
Ye sons of Britain | |
Who once were free | |
Ye now are slaves to factory | |
Those who walk the path of mole | |
Expect in time to kill thy soul | |
look | |
Down in the wood in the murky gloom | |
Trolls go marching two by two | |
Down through the cave and the mouth of doom | |
Down, down, down in the gloom, gloom, gloom | |
Hey kala ho kala ho la jai | |
but look | |
Who should come by the mountain way | |
Young Finn Hanley | |
A lute he play | |
Clothed in scarlet livery | |
All wide eyed in the bright noon day | |
Tiree tiraloo tiraloo i ay | |
Creative intelligence has been crushed | |
by industrial uniformity? |