Dowie Dens of Yarrow-Karine Polwart

[00:00.000] 作词 : Karine Polwart/Edgar Kim [00:01.000] 作曲 : Karine Polwart/Edgar Kim [00:03.99]There was a lady in the north [00:09.10]You scarce would find her marrow [00:14.30]She was courted by nine gentlemen [00:19.53]And a plooboy lad fae Yarrow [00:24.73] [00:26.40]Well, nine sat drinking at the wine [00:31.32]As oft they'd done afore O [00:36.90]And they made a vow amang themselves [00:42.38]Tae fight for her on Yarrow [00:47.39] [00:50.83]And so he's come ower yon high, high hill [00:55.84]And doon by the den sae narrow [01:01.32]And there he spied nine armed men [01:05.69]Come tae fight wi' him on Yarrow [01:11.93] [01:13.78]He says, "There's nine o' you and but one o' me [01:19.82]It's an unequal marrow" [01:24.93]But I'll fight ye a' noo one by one [01:30.50]On the Dowie Dens o' Yarrow [01:34.98] [01:37.39]So it's three he slew and three withdrew [01:42.31]An' three he wounded sairly [01:48.63]'Til her brother, he came in beyond [01:54.39]And he wounded him maist foully [01:59.59] [02:02.00]"Gae hame, gae hame, ye fause young man [02:07.20]And bring yer sister sorrow [02:12.87]For her ain true love lies pale and wan [02:18.35]On the Dowie Dens o' Yarrow” [02:30.15] [02:46.12]"Oh mither, I hae dreamed a dream [02:51.51]A dream o' doul and sorrow [02:58.01]I dreamed I was pu'ing the heathery bells [03:05.07]On the Dowie Dens o' Yarrow" [03:12.13] [03:12.59]"Oh daughter dear, I ken yer dream [03:17.42]And I doobt it will bring sorrow [03:23.27]For yer ain true love lies pale and wan [03:28.47]On the Dowie Dens o' Yarrow" [03:34.23] [03:34.88]An' so she's run ower yon high, high hill [03:39.71]An' doon by the den sae narrow [03:46.03]And it's there she spied her dear lover John [03:53.92]Lyin' pale and deid on Yarrow [03:59.77] [04:03.49]And so she's washed his face an' she's kaimed his hair [04:11.29]As aft she'd done afore O [04:17.14]And she's wrapped it 'roond her middle sae sma' [04:23.27]And she's carried him hame tae Yarrow [04:28.94] [04:33.86]"Oh haud yer tongue, my daughter dear [04:38.78]What need for a' this sorrow? [04:44.82]I'll wed ye tae a far better man [04:50.39]Than the one who's slain on Yarrow" [04:55.60] [04:56.80]"Oh faither, ye hae seven sons [05:01.63]And ye may wed them a' the morrow [05:08.04]But the fairest floo'er amang them a' [05:14.73]Was the plooboy lad fae Yarrow” [05:20.67] [05:25.04]"Oh mother, mother mak my bed [05:30.43]And mak it saft and narrow [05:37.02]For my love died for me this day [05:44.54]And I'll die for him tomorrow"