《Ballydine》歌词

[00:00:00] Ballydine - Christy Moore

[00:00:05] As I wandered a broad by Kil sheelan

[00:00:11] Where the river meanders on down

[00:00:16] To my left lay the Comeragh Mountains

[00:00:22] To the right of me [F

[00:00:27] Where the fishermen cast on the waters

[00:00:33] And the apples are pressed into wine

[00:00:38] Where the herd returns slowly to pasture

[00:00:44] Through the fields that surround Ballydine

[00:00:50] I marvelled at nature's abundance

[00:00:55] In Tipperary so rich and so rare

[00:01:01] I drank from the well of spring water

[00:01:06] Breathing in deep the fresh air

[00:01:12] When I came to John Hanrahan's homestead

[00:01:17] In the fields around Ballycurkeen

[00:01:23] I lay down in a meadow of wild flower

[00:01:28] And dreamt a mysterious dream

[00:01:34] I dreamt of a curious eviction

[00:01:40] Unlike the evictions of old

[00:01:45] No sign of a Redcoat nor bailiff

[00:01:51] 'Twas more pernicious and cold

[00:01:56] On the air came a colourless vapour

[00:02:01] The fields they fell silent and still

[00:02:07] As I lay in that meadow of wildflower

[00:02:13] Dreaming on Hanrahan's Hill

[00:02:18] When I awoke I was frightened

[00:02:24] I knew 'twas time to head home

[00:02:30] I made my way back to Cluan Meala

[00:02:35] On the road passing Merck Sharpe

[00:02:38] And Dohme