Song | The Lady of Shalott |
Artist | Loreena McKennitt |
Album | Live in Paris and Toronto |
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[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Loreena McKennitt |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Alfred Tennyson |
[00:00.00] | Loreena McKennitt - The Lady Of Shalott |
[00:18.00] | |
[00:36.66] | On either side of the river lie |
[00:40.53] | Long fields of barley and of rye, |
[00:45.09] | That clothe the world and meet the sky; |
[00:49.17] | And thro' the field the road run by |
[00:52.68] | To many-towered Camelot; |
[00:56.93] | And up and down the people go, |
[01:00.60] | Gazing where the lilies blow |
[01:04.89] | Round an island there below, |
[01:07.92] | The island of Shalott. |
[01:10.87] | |
[01:12.90] | Willows whiten, aspens quiver, |
[01:16.56] | Little breezes and dusk and shiver |
[01:20.41] | Thro' the wave that runs forever |
[01:24.19] | By the island in the river |
[01:27.52] | Flowing down to Camelot. |
[01:31.92] | Four grey walls, and four grey towers, |
[01:35.89] | Overlook a space of flowers, |
[01:39.77] | And the silent island imbowers |
[01:43.27] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[01:45.91] | |
[01:48.07] | Only reapers, reaping early, |
[01:51.59] | In among the bearded barley |
[01:55.38] | Hear a song that echoes cheerly |
[01:59.30] | From the river winding clearly |
[02:02.85] | Flowing down to tower'd Camelot; |
[02:07.14] | And by the moon the reaper weary, |
[02:10.85] | Piling sheaves in uplands airy, |
[02:14.51] | Listening, whispers "'tis the fairy |
[02:18.35] | The Lady of Shalott." |
[02:21.02] | |
[02:38.26] | There she weaves by night and day |
[02:41.78] | A magic web with colours gay, |
[02:45.52] | She has heard a whisper say, |
[02:49.33] | A curse is on her if she stay |
[02:52.78] | To look down to Camelot. |
[02:56.93] | She knows not what the curse may be, |
[03:00.44] | And so she weaveth steadily, |
[03:04.44] | And little other care hath she, |
[03:07.84] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[03:10.91] | |
[03:12.74] | But in her web she still delights |
[03:16.36] | To weave the mirror's magic sights, |
[03:20.78] | For often thro' the silent nights |
[03:24.12] | A funeral, with plumes and with lights |
[03:27.89] | And music, went to Camelot; |
[03:32.48] | Or when the Moon was overhead, |
[03:35.78] | Came two young lovers lately wed. |
[03:39.66] | "I am half sick of shadows," she said |
[03:43.19] | The Lady Of Shalott. |
[03:46.12] | |
[04:05.16] | A bow-shot from her bower-eaves, |
[04:08.76] | He rode between the barley sheaves, |
[04:12.51] | The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves, |
[04:16.23] | And flamed upon the brazen greaves |
[04:20.05] | Of bold Sir Lancelot. |
[04:24.43] | A red-cross knight for ever kneel'd |
[04:28.26] | To a lady in his shield, |
[04:31.92] | That sparkled on the yellow field, |
[04:35.12] | Beside remote Shalott. |
[04:38.00] | |
[04:39.76] | His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd; |
[04:43.32] | On burnish'd hooves his war-horse trode; |
[04:46.84] | From underneath his helmet flow'd |
[04:50.31] | His coal-black curls as on he rode, |
[04:53.94] | As he rode down to Camelot. |
[04:58.36] | From the bank and from the river |
[05:01.76] | He flashed into the crystal mirror, |
[05:06.02] | "Tirra Lirra," by the river |
[05:09.40] | Sang Sir Lancelot. |
[05:12.13] | |
[05:13.91] | She left the web, she left the loom, |
[05:17.55] | She made three paces taro' the room, |
[05:21.74] | She saw the water-lily bloom, |
[05:25.85] | She saw the helmet and the plume, |
[05:29.07] | She looked down to Camelot. |
[05:33.03] | Out flew the web and floated wide; |
[05:37.23] | The mirror cracked from side to side; |
[05:40.99] | "The curse is come upon me," cried |
[05:44.36] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[05:47.33] | |
[06:04.38] | In the stormy east-wind straining, |
[06:07.99] | The pale yellow woods were waning, |
[06:11.65] | The broad stream in his banks complaining. |
[06:15.37] | Heavily the low sky raining |
[06:18.95] | Over towered Camelot; |
[06:23.23] | Down she came and found a boat |
[06:26.30] | Beneath a willow left afloat, |
[06:30.46] | And round about the prow she wrote |
[06:33.72] | The Lady of Shalott |
[06:36.72] | |
[06:38.16] | And down the river's dim expanse |
[06:41.98] | Like some bold seer in a trance, |
[06:45.76] | Seeing all his own mischance |
[06:49.49] | With a glassy countenance |
[06:52.79] | Did she look to Camelot. |
[06:57.28] | And at the closing of the day |
[07:00.54] | She loosed the chain and down she lay; |
[07:04.80] | The broad stream bore her far away, |
[07:08.11] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[07:11.46] | |
[07:31.18] | Who is this? And what is here? |
[07:35.65] | And in the lighted palace near |
[07:39.51] | Died the sound of royal cheer; |
[07:43.43] | And they crossed themselves for fear, |
[07:47.17] | All the Knights at Camelot; |
[07:51.66] | But Lancelot mused a little space |
[07:57.94] | He said, "She has a lovely face; |
[08:02.02] | God in his mercy lend her grace, |
[08:06.53] | The Lady of Shalott." |
[08:19.28] |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Loreena McKennitt |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Alfred Tennyson |
[00:00.00] | Loreena McKennitt The Lady Of Shalott |
[00:18.00] | |
[00:36.66] | On either side of the river lie |
[00:40.53] | Long fields of barley and of rye, |
[00:45.09] | That clothe the world and meet the sky |
[00:49.17] | And thro the field the road run by |
[00:52.68] | To manytowered Camelot |
[00:56.93] | And up and down the people go, |
[01:00.60] | Gazing where the lilies blow |
[01:04.89] | Round an island there below, |
[01:07.92] | The island of Shalott. |
[01:10.87] | |
[01:12.90] | Willows whiten, aspens quiver, |
[01:16.56] | Little breezes and dusk and shiver |
[01:20.41] | Thro the wave that runs forever |
[01:24.19] | By the island in the river |
[01:27.52] | Flowing down to Camelot. |
[01:31.92] | Four grey walls, and four grey towers, |
[01:35.89] | Overlook a space of flowers, |
[01:39.77] | And the silent island imbowers |
[01:43.27] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[01:45.91] | |
[01:48.07] | Only reapers, reaping early, |
[01:51.59] | In among the bearded barley |
[01:55.38] | Hear a song that echoes cheerly |
[01:59.30] | From the river winding clearly |
[02:02.85] | Flowing down to tower d Camelot |
[02:07.14] | And by the moon the reaper weary, |
[02:10.85] | Piling sheaves in uplands airy, |
[02:14.51] | Listening, whispers tis the fairy |
[02:18.35] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[02:21.02] | |
[02:38.26] | There she weaves by night and day |
[02:41.78] | A magic web with colours gay, |
[02:45.52] | She has heard a whisper say, |
[02:49.33] | A curse is on her if she stay |
[02:52.78] | To look down to Camelot. |
[02:56.93] | She knows not what the curse may be, |
[03:00.44] | And so she weaveth steadily, |
[03:04.44] | And little other care hath she, |
[03:07.84] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[03:10.91] | |
[03:12.74] | But in her web she still delights |
[03:16.36] | To weave the mirror s magic sights, |
[03:20.78] | For often thro the silent nights |
[03:24.12] | A funeral, with plumes and with lights |
[03:27.89] | And music, went to Camelot |
[03:32.48] | Or when the Moon was overhead, |
[03:35.78] | Came two young lovers lately wed. |
[03:39.66] | I am half sick of shadows, she said |
[03:43.19] | The Lady Of Shalott. |
[03:46.12] | |
[04:05.16] | A bowshot from her bowereaves, |
[04:08.76] | He rode between the barley sheaves, |
[04:12.51] | The sun came dazzling thro the leaves, |
[04:16.23] | And flamed upon the brazen greaves |
[04:20.05] | Of bold Sir Lancelot. |
[04:24.43] | A redcross knight for ever kneel d |
[04:28.26] | To a lady in his shield, |
[04:31.92] | That sparkled on the yellow field, |
[04:35.12] | Beside remote Shalott. |
[04:38.00] | |
[04:39.76] | His broad clear brow in sunlight glow d |
[04:43.32] | On burnish d hooves his warhorse trode |
[04:46.84] | From underneath his helmet flow d |
[04:50.31] | His coalblack curls as on he rode, |
[04:53.94] | As he rode down to Camelot. |
[04:58.36] | From the bank and from the river |
[05:01.76] | He flashed into the crystal mirror, |
[05:06.02] | Tirra Lirra, by the river |
[05:09.40] | Sang Sir Lancelot. |
[05:12.13] | |
[05:13.91] | She left the web, she left the loom, |
[05:17.55] | She made three paces taro the room, |
[05:21.74] | She saw the waterlily bloom, |
[05:25.85] | She saw the helmet and the plume, |
[05:29.07] | She looked down to Camelot. |
[05:33.03] | Out flew the web and floated wide |
[05:37.23] | The mirror cracked from side to side |
[05:40.99] | The curse is come upon me, cried |
[05:44.36] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[05:47.33] | |
[06:04.38] | In the stormy eastwind straining, |
[06:07.99] | The pale yellow woods were waning, |
[06:11.65] | The broad stream in his banks complaining. |
[06:15.37] | Heavily the low sky raining |
[06:18.95] | Over towered Camelot |
[06:23.23] | Down she came and found a boat |
[06:26.30] | Beneath a willow left afloat, |
[06:30.46] | And round about the prow she wrote |
[06:33.72] | The Lady of Shalott |
[06:36.72] | |
[06:38.16] | And down the river s dim expanse |
[06:41.98] | Like some bold seer in a trance, |
[06:45.76] | Seeing all his own mischance |
[06:49.49] | With a glassy countenance |
[06:52.79] | Did she look to Camelot. |
[06:57.28] | And at the closing of the day |
[07:00.54] | She loosed the chain and down she lay |
[07:04.80] | The broad stream bore her far away, |
[07:08.11] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[07:11.46] | |
[07:31.18] | Who is this? And what is here? |
[07:35.65] | And in the lighted palace near |
[07:39.51] | Died the sound of royal cheer |
[07:43.43] | And they crossed themselves for fear, |
[07:47.17] | All the Knights at Camelot |
[07:51.66] | But Lancelot mused a little space |
[07:57.94] | He said, She has a lovely face |
[08:02.02] | God in his mercy lend her grace, |
[08:06.53] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[08:19.28] |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Loreena McKennitt |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Alfred Tennyson |
[00:00.00] | Loreena McKennitt The Lady Of Shalott |
[00:18.00] | |
[00:36.66] | On either side of the river lie |
[00:40.53] | Long fields of barley and of rye, |
[00:45.09] | That clothe the world and meet the sky |
[00:49.17] | And thro the field the road run by |
[00:52.68] | To manytowered Camelot |
[00:56.93] | And up and down the people go, |
[01:00.60] | Gazing where the lilies blow |
[01:04.89] | Round an island there below, |
[01:07.92] | The island of Shalott. |
[01:10.87] | |
[01:12.90] | Willows whiten, aspens quiver, |
[01:16.56] | Little breezes and dusk and shiver |
[01:20.41] | Thro the wave that runs forever |
[01:24.19] | By the island in the river |
[01:27.52] | Flowing down to Camelot. |
[01:31.92] | Four grey walls, and four grey towers, |
[01:35.89] | Overlook a space of flowers, |
[01:39.77] | And the silent island imbowers |
[01:43.27] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[01:45.91] | |
[01:48.07] | Only reapers, reaping early, |
[01:51.59] | In among the bearded barley |
[01:55.38] | Hear a song that echoes cheerly |
[01:59.30] | From the river winding clearly |
[02:02.85] | Flowing down to tower d Camelot |
[02:07.14] | And by the moon the reaper weary, |
[02:10.85] | Piling sheaves in uplands airy, |
[02:14.51] | Listening, whispers tis the fairy |
[02:18.35] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[02:21.02] | |
[02:38.26] | There she weaves by night and day |
[02:41.78] | A magic web with colours gay, |
[02:45.52] | She has heard a whisper say, |
[02:49.33] | A curse is on her if she stay |
[02:52.78] | To look down to Camelot. |
[02:56.93] | She knows not what the curse may be, |
[03:00.44] | And so she weaveth steadily, |
[03:04.44] | And little other care hath she, |
[03:07.84] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[03:10.91] | |
[03:12.74] | But in her web she still delights |
[03:16.36] | To weave the mirror s magic sights, |
[03:20.78] | For often thro the silent nights |
[03:24.12] | A funeral, with plumes and with lights |
[03:27.89] | And music, went to Camelot |
[03:32.48] | Or when the Moon was overhead, |
[03:35.78] | Came two young lovers lately wed. |
[03:39.66] | I am half sick of shadows, she said |
[03:43.19] | The Lady Of Shalott. |
[03:46.12] | |
[04:05.16] | A bowshot from her bowereaves, |
[04:08.76] | He rode between the barley sheaves, |
[04:12.51] | The sun came dazzling thro the leaves, |
[04:16.23] | And flamed upon the brazen greaves |
[04:20.05] | Of bold Sir Lancelot. |
[04:24.43] | A redcross knight for ever kneel d |
[04:28.26] | To a lady in his shield, |
[04:31.92] | That sparkled on the yellow field, |
[04:35.12] | Beside remote Shalott. |
[04:38.00] | |
[04:39.76] | His broad clear brow in sunlight glow d |
[04:43.32] | On burnish d hooves his warhorse trode |
[04:46.84] | From underneath his helmet flow d |
[04:50.31] | His coalblack curls as on he rode, |
[04:53.94] | As he rode down to Camelot. |
[04:58.36] | From the bank and from the river |
[05:01.76] | He flashed into the crystal mirror, |
[05:06.02] | Tirra Lirra, by the river |
[05:09.40] | Sang Sir Lancelot. |
[05:12.13] | |
[05:13.91] | She left the web, she left the loom, |
[05:17.55] | She made three paces taro the room, |
[05:21.74] | She saw the waterlily bloom, |
[05:25.85] | She saw the helmet and the plume, |
[05:29.07] | She looked down to Camelot. |
[05:33.03] | Out flew the web and floated wide |
[05:37.23] | The mirror cracked from side to side |
[05:40.99] | The curse is come upon me, cried |
[05:44.36] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[05:47.33] | |
[06:04.38] | In the stormy eastwind straining, |
[06:07.99] | The pale yellow woods were waning, |
[06:11.65] | The broad stream in his banks complaining. |
[06:15.37] | Heavily the low sky raining |
[06:18.95] | Over towered Camelot |
[06:23.23] | Down she came and found a boat |
[06:26.30] | Beneath a willow left afloat, |
[06:30.46] | And round about the prow she wrote |
[06:33.72] | The Lady of Shalott |
[06:36.72] | |
[06:38.16] | And down the river s dim expanse |
[06:41.98] | Like some bold seer in a trance, |
[06:45.76] | Seeing all his own mischance |
[06:49.49] | With a glassy countenance |
[06:52.79] | Did she look to Camelot. |
[06:57.28] | And at the closing of the day |
[07:00.54] | She loosed the chain and down she lay |
[07:04.80] | The broad stream bore her far away, |
[07:08.11] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[07:11.46] | |
[07:31.18] | Who is this? And what is here? |
[07:35.65] | And in the lighted palace near |
[07:39.51] | Died the sound of royal cheer |
[07:43.43] | And they crossed themselves for fear, |
[07:47.17] | All the Knights at Camelot |
[07:51.66] | But Lancelot mused a little space |
[07:57.94] | He said, She has a lovely face |
[08:02.02] | God in his mercy lend her grace, |
[08:06.53] | The Lady of Shalott. |
[08:19.28] |