The Wind That Shakes The Barley-Dead Can Dance

[00:00.000] 作词 : Joyce, Traditional [00:00.57]I sat within the valley green [00:05.88]I sat me with my true love. [00:11.52] [00:12.40]My sad heart strove the two between [00:17.03] [00:17.59]The old love and the new love. [00:22.16] [00:22.98]The old for her the new [00:25.35]That made me think on Ireland dearly. [00:32.09] [00:33.03]While the soft wind blew down the glade [00:37.35] [00:38.04]And shook the golden barley. [00:43.12] [00:44.12]T'was hard the woeful words to frame [00:47.85] [00:48.47]To break the ties that bound us. [00:52.65] [00:53.28]But harder still to bear the shame [00:57.08] [00:57.77]Of foreign chains around us. [01:02.36]And so I said the mountain glen [01:06.60]I'll meet at morning early. [01:13.16]And I'll join the bold united men [01:17.46] [01:18.15]While soft winds shook the barley. [01:22.52] [01:23.20]T'was sad I kissed away her tears [01:26.99] [01:27.74]My fond arm round her flinging. [01:32.01] [01:32.57]When a foe, man's shot burst on our ears [01:36.94]From out the wild woods ringing. [01:41.23]A bullet pierced my true love's side [01:45.86]In life's young spring so early. [01:52.37] [01:52.93]And on my breast in blood she died [01:57.42] [01:58.11]While soft winds shook the barley. [02:02.60] [02:03.29]But blood for blood without remorse [02:07.88]I've ta'en at oulart hollow. [02:12.23]I've lain my true love's clay like corpse [02:17.25] [02:18.03]Where I full soon must follow. [02:22.02] [02:22.65]Around her grave I've wandered drear [02:27.45]Noon, night, and morning early. [02:34.28]With breaking heart when e'er I hear [02:40.51]The wind that shakes the barley.