《The Foggy Dew》歌词

[00:00:00] The Foggy Dew - The Wolfe Tones

[00:00:02] Written by：The Wolfe Tones

[00:00:11] As down the glen one easter morn to a city fair rode I

[00:00:20] There armed lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by

[00:00:29] No pipe did hum nor battle drum did sound its dread tattoo

[00:00:37] But the Angelus Bell o'er the Liffey's swell rang out through the foggy dew

[00:00:54] Right proudly high over Dublin Town they hung out the flag of war

[00:01:02] 'Twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky than at Suvla or Sud El Bar

[00:01:11] And from the plains of Royal Meath strong men came hurrying through

[00:01:19] While Britannia's huns with their long range guns sailed in through the foggy dew

[00:01:35] Oh the night fell black and the rifles' crack made perfidious Albion reel

[00:01:44] In the leaden rain seven tongues of flame did shine o'er the lines of steel

[00:01:52] By each shining blade a prayer was said that to Ireland her sons be true

[00:02:00] But when morning broke still the war flag shook out its folds the foggy dew

[00:02:16] Oh the bravest fell and the requiem bell rang mournfully and clear

[00:02:25] For those who died that Eastertide in the Spring time of the year

[00:02:33] And the world did gaze in deep amaze at those fearless men but few

[00:02:42] Who bore the fight that freedom's light might shine through the foggy dew

[00:02:58] As back through the glen I rode again and my heart with grief was sore

[00:03:06] For I parted then with valiant men whom I never see no more

[00:03:15] But to and fro in my dreams I go

[00:03:19] And I kneel and pray for you

[00:03:23] For slavery fled o glorious dead when you fell in the foggy dew