歌曲 | Molly |
歌手 | Michael Nyman |
专辑 | The Very Best of Michael Nyman - Film Music 1980-2001 |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Molly Ban | |
主唱 \ Alison Krauss | |
come all ye young fellas | |
that handle a gun | |
beware of night rambling | |
by the setting of the sun | |
and beware of an accident | |
that happened of late | |
to young molly ban | |
and sad was her fate | |
she was going to her uncles | |
when a shower came on | |
she went under a green bush | |
the shower to shun | |
her white apron wrapped around her | |
he took her for a swan | |
but a hush and sigh | |
was his own molly ban | |
he quickly ran to her | |
and found she was dead | |
and there on her bosom | |
where he soaked, tears he shed | |
he ran home to his father | |
with his gun in his hand | |
saying "father dear father | |
i have shot molly ban" | |
her white apron wrapped around her | |
he took her for a swan | |
but a hush and a sigh | |
'twas his own molly ban | |
he roamed near the place | |
where his true love was slain | |
he wept bitter tears | |
but his cries were in vain | |
as he look on the lake | |
a swan glided by | |
and the sun slowly sank | |
in the gray up sky |
Molly Ban | |
zhu chang Alison Krauss | |
come all ye young fellas | |
that handle a gun | |
beware of night rambling | |
by the setting of the sun | |
and beware of an accident | |
that happened of late | |
to young molly ban | |
and sad was her fate | |
she was going to her uncles | |
when a shower came on | |
she went under a green bush | |
the shower to shun | |
her white apron wrapped around her | |
he took her for a swan | |
but a hush and sigh | |
was his own molly ban | |
he quickly ran to her | |
and found she was dead | |
and there on her bosom | |
where he soaked, tears he shed | |
he ran home to his father | |
with his gun in his hand | |
saying " father dear father | |
i have shot molly ban" | |
her white apron wrapped around her | |
he took her for a swan | |
but a hush and a sigh | |
' twas his own molly ban | |
he roamed near the place | |
where his true love was slain | |
he wept bitter tears | |
but his cries were in vain | |
as he look on the lake | |
a swan glided by | |
and the sun slowly sank | |
in the gray up sky |
Molly Ban | |
zhǔ chàng Alison Krauss | |
come all ye young fellas | |
that handle a gun | |
beware of night rambling | |
by the setting of the sun | |
and beware of an accident | |
that happened of late | |
to young molly ban | |
and sad was her fate | |
she was going to her uncles | |
when a shower came on | |
she went under a green bush | |
the shower to shun | |
her white apron wrapped around her | |
he took her for a swan | |
but a hush and sigh | |
was his own molly ban | |
he quickly ran to her | |
and found she was dead | |
and there on her bosom | |
where he soaked, tears he shed | |
he ran home to his father | |
with his gun in his hand | |
saying " father dear father | |
i have shot molly ban" | |
her white apron wrapped around her | |
he took her for a swan | |
but a hush and a sigh | |
' twas his own molly ban | |
he roamed near the place | |
where his true love was slain | |
he wept bitter tears | |
but his cries were in vain | |
as he look on the lake | |
a swan glided by | |
and the sun slowly sank | |
in the gray up sky |