Song | Cruel Sisters |
Artist | Tears for Beers |
Album | Mud Water Dance |
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作词 : Traditional | |
Lived a lady by the north sea shore | |
lay the band tae the bonny broom | |
two daughters wear the beirn she bore | |
fa la la la la la la | |
One she was bright as the sun | |
so coalblack grew the elder one | |
A knight came right into the ladies door | |
he travelled far for to be their wore | |
He courted one ay with gloves and ring | |
but he loved the other above all things | |
Come sister, sister want you go with me | |
and see the ship'sail upon the sea | |
And as they stood on that windy shore | |
the elder sister pushed the younger off | |
Two minstrels walking down the north sea strand | |
they found the maiden afloat at land | |
they made a harp out of her breast bone | |
the sound of which would melt heart of stone | |
They took three locks of her yellow hair | |
and weeded strings for that harp so rare | |
All the things played beneath the bone | |
and surely know, her tears will flow |
zuo ci : Traditional | |
Lived a lady by the north sea shore | |
lay the band tae the bonny broom | |
two daughters wear the beirn she bore | |
fa la la la la la la | |
One she was bright as the sun | |
so coalblack grew the elder one | |
A knight came right into the ladies door | |
he travelled far for to be their wore | |
He courted one ay with gloves and ring | |
but he loved the other above all things | |
Come sister, sister want you go with me | |
and see the ship' sail upon the sea | |
And as they stood on that windy shore | |
the elder sister pushed the younger off | |
Two minstrels walking down the north sea strand | |
they found the maiden afloat at land | |
they made a harp out of her breast bone | |
the sound of which would melt heart of stone | |
They took three locks of her yellow hair | |
and weeded strings for that harp so rare | |
All the things played beneath the bone | |
and surely know, her tears will flow |
zuò cí : Traditional | |
Lived a lady by the north sea shore | |
lay the band tae the bonny broom | |
two daughters wear the beirn she bore | |
fa la la la la la la | |
One she was bright as the sun | |
so coalblack grew the elder one | |
A knight came right into the ladies door | |
he travelled far for to be their wore | |
He courted one ay with gloves and ring | |
but he loved the other above all things | |
Come sister, sister want you go with me | |
and see the ship' sail upon the sea | |
And as they stood on that windy shore | |
the elder sister pushed the younger off | |
Two minstrels walking down the north sea strand | |
they found the maiden afloat at land | |
they made a harp out of her breast bone | |
the sound of which would melt heart of stone | |
They took three locks of her yellow hair | |
and weeded strings for that harp so rare | |
All the things played beneath the bone | |
and surely know, her tears will flow |