《Londonderry Air [O Danny Boy]》歌词

[00:04:13] Londonderry Air [O Danny Boy

[00:04:13] Would God I were the tender apple blossom

[00:04:13] That floats and falls from off the twisted bough

[00:04:13] To lie and faint within your silken bosom

[00:04:13] Within your silken bosom as that does now.

[00:04:13] Or would I were a little burnish'd apple

[00:04:13] For you to pluck me, gliding by so cold

[00:04:13] While sun and shade you robe of lawn will dapple

[00:04:13] Your robe of lawn, and you hair's spun gold.

[00:04:13] Yea, would to God I were among the roses

[00:04:13] That lean to kiss you as you float between

[00:04:13] While on the lowest branch a bud uncloses

[00:04:13] A bud uncloses, to touch you, queen.

[00:04:13] Nay, since you will not love, would I were growing

[00:04:13] A happy daisy, in the garden path

[00:04:13] That so your silver foot might press me going

[00:04:13] Might press me going even unto death.