作词 : Thomas Moore
作曲 : Traditional
Silent,oh Moyle,be the roar of thy water
Break not,ye breezes,your chain of repose
While murmuring mournfully,Lir’s lonely daughter
Tells to the night star her tale of woes
When shall the swan,her death note singing
Sleep with wings in darkness fueled?
When shall Heav’n,its sweet bell ringing
Call my spirit from this stormy world?
Sadly, oh Moyle, to thy winter wave weeping
Fate bids me languish long ages away
Yet still in her darkness doth Erin lie sleeping
Still doth the pure light its dawning delay
When will that day star, mildly springing
Warm our isle with peace and love?
When shall Heav'n, its sweet bell ringing
Call my spirit to the fields above?
Call my spirit to the fields above?
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.000] 作词 : Thomas Moore
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Traditional
[00:16]Silent,oh Moyle,be the roar of thy water
[00:24]Break not,ye breezes,your chain of repose
[00:32]While murmuring mournfully,Lir’s lonely daughter
[00:40]Tells to the night star her tale of woes
[00:47]When shall the swan,her death note singing
[00:55]Sleep with wings in darkness fueled?
[01:03]When shall Heav’n,its sweet bell ringing
[01:11]Call my spirit from this stormy world?
[01:34]Sadly, oh Moyle, to thy winter wave weeping
[01:42]Fate bids me languish long ages away
[01:49]Yet still in her darkness doth Erin lie sleeping
[01:57]Still doth the pure light its dawning delay
[02:04]When will that day star, mildly springing
[02:12]Warm our isle with peace and love?
[02:20]When shall Heav'n, its sweet bell ringing
[02:28]Call my spirit to the fields above?
[02:36]Call my spirit to the fields above?
作词 : Thomas Moore
作曲 : Traditional
Silent,oh Moyle,be the roar of thy water
Break not,ye breezes,your chain of repose
While murmuring mournfully,Lir’s lonely daughter
Tells to the night star her tale of woes
When shall the swan,her death note singing
Sleep with wings in darkness fueled?
When shall Heav’n,its sweet bell ringing
Call my spirit from this stormy world?
Sadly, oh Moyle, to thy winter wave weeping
Fate bids me languish long ages away
Yet still in her darkness doth Erin lie sleeping
Still doth the pure light its dawning delay
When will that day star, mildly springing
Warm our isle with peace and love?
When shall Heav'n, its sweet bell ringing
Call my spirit to the fields above?
Call my spirit to the fields above?
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.000] 作词 : Thomas Moore
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Traditional
[00:16]Silent,oh Moyle,be the roar of thy water
[00:24]Break not,ye breezes,your chain of repose
[00:32]While murmuring mournfully,Lir’s lonely daughter
[00:40]Tells to the night star her tale of woes
[00:47]When shall the swan,her death note singing
[00:55]Sleep with wings in darkness fueled?
[01:03]When shall Heav’n,its sweet bell ringing
[01:11]Call my spirit from this stormy world?
[01:34]Sadly, oh Moyle, to thy winter wave weeping
[01:42]Fate bids me languish long ages away
[01:49]Yet still in her darkness doth Erin lie sleeping
[01:57]Still doth the pure light its dawning delay
[02:04]When will that day star, mildly springing
[02:12]Warm our isle with peace and love?
[02:20]When shall Heav'n, its sweet bell ringing
[02:28]Call my spirit to the fields above?
[02:36]Call my spirit to the fields above?