Song | Connaught Rangers |
Artist | Wolfe Tones |
Album | Belt of the Celts |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.000] | 作曲 : Brian Warfield |
[00:13.146] | To the tiny homesteads of the west |
[00:17.091] | The recruiting sergeant came |
[00:19.903] | He promised all a future bright |
[00:25.164] | So the brave men went off to fight |
[00:29.124] | For the Empire and her laws |
[00:31.550] | |
[00:32.378] | And many's a victory they had won |
[00:36.290] | Many hardships they had seen |
[00:38.994] | They fought and died side by side |
[00:44.524] | Their enemies they had defied |
[00:47.327] | And for a foreign king |
[00:50.457] | |
[00:51.782] | The drums they were a-beating time |
[00:55.611] | While the pipes they loudly played |
[00:58.758] | When Daly died the drums did beat |
[01:03.660] | That morning in the Dagshai heat |
[01:06.736] | Now we beat the drums no more |
[01:09.739] | |
[01:10.863] | While serving in a far-off land |
[01:14.699] | The news had come from home |
[01:17.529] | Of our people's fate it did relate |
[01:22.941] | Of the Tans and their campaign of hate |
[01:26.094] | And we're fighting on their side |
[01:30.038] | Arise, arise, young Daly cried |
[01:34.034] | Come join along with me |
[01:36.768] | We'll strike a blow for liberty |
[01:42.393] | A regimental mutiny |
[01:45.146] | In support of friends at home |
[01:49.251] | |
[01:49.871] | The drums they were a-beating time |
[01:53.438] | While the pipes they loudly played |
[01:56.033] | When Daly died the drums did beat |
[02:01.545] | That morning in the Dagshai heat |
[02:04.396] | Now we beat the drums no more |
[02:07.632] | |
[02:08.802] | And the colonel stood before his troops |
[02:12.891] | Those men who mutinied |
[02:15.461] | He told them of those honors won |
[02:21.086] | But the men stood in the blazing sun |
[02:23.884] | Saying we'll fight your war no more |
[02:27.443] | |
[02:27.951] | For cannon fodder we had been |
[02:32.134] | For the French at Waterloo |
[02:35.009][02:40.510] | We fought your every bloody war |
[02:43.984] | And we'll fight your war no more |
[02:46.429] | |
[02:49.032] | The drums they were a-beating time |
[02:52.910] | While the pipes they loudly played |
[02:55.712] | When Daly died the drums did beat |
[03:01.300] | That morning in the Dagshai heat |
[03:03.982] | Now we beat the drums no more |
[03:07.629] | |
[03:08.145] | Those men got penal servitude |
[03:12.315] | And Daly's condemned to die |
[03:15.192] | Far from his home in Tyrrell Pass |
[03:20.684] | This young man's died in Ireland's cause |
[03:23.484] | Far from his native land |
[03:27.816] | |
[03:28.117] | The drums they were a-beating time |
[03:31.882] | While the pipes they loudly played |
[03:34.535] | When Daly died the drums did beat |
[03:40.061] | That morning in the Dagshai heat |
[03:43.386] | Now we beat the drums no more |
[00:00.000] | zuo qu : Brian Warfield |
[00:13.146] | To the tiny homesteads of the west |
[00:17.091] | The recruiting sergeant came |
[00:19.903] | He promised all a future bright |
[00:25.164] | So the brave men went off to fight |
[00:29.124] | For the Empire and her laws |
[00:31.550] | |
[00:32.378] | And many' s a victory they had won |
[00:36.290] | Many hardships they had seen |
[00:38.994] | They fought and died side by side |
[00:44.524] | Their enemies they had defied |
[00:47.327] | And for a foreign king |
[00:50.457] | |
[00:51.782] | The drums they were abeating time |
[00:55.611] | While the pipes they loudly played |
[00:58.758] | When Daly died the drums did beat |
[01:03.660] | That morning in the Dagshai heat |
[01:06.736] | Now we beat the drums no more |
[01:09.739] | |
[01:10.863] | While serving in a faroff land |
[01:14.699] | The news had come from home |
[01:17.529] | Of our people' s fate it did relate |
[01:22.941] | Of the Tans and their campaign of hate |
[01:26.094] | And we' re fighting on their side |
[01:30.038] | Arise, arise, young Daly cried |
[01:34.034] | Come join along with me |
[01:36.768] | We' ll strike a blow for liberty |
[01:42.393] | A regimental mutiny |
[01:45.146] | In support of friends at home |
[01:49.251] | |
[01:49.871] | The drums they were abeating time |
[01:53.438] | While the pipes they loudly played |
[01:56.033] | When Daly died the drums did beat |
[02:01.545] | That morning in the Dagshai heat |
[02:04.396] | Now we beat the drums no more |
[02:07.632] | |
[02:08.802] | And the colonel stood before his troops |
[02:12.891] | Those men who mutinied |
[02:15.461] | He told them of those honors won |
[02:21.086] | But the men stood in the blazing sun |
[02:23.884] | Saying we' ll fight your war no more |
[02:27.443] | |
[02:27.951] | For cannon fodder we had been |
[02:32.134] | For the French at Waterloo |
[02:35.009][02:40.510] | We fought your every bloody war |
[02:43.984] | And we' ll fight your war no more |
[02:46.429] | |
[02:49.032] | The drums they were abeating time |
[02:52.910] | While the pipes they loudly played |
[02:55.712] | When Daly died the drums did beat |
[03:01.300] | That morning in the Dagshai heat |
[03:03.982] | Now we beat the drums no more |
[03:07.629] | |
[03:08.145] | Those men got penal servitude |
[03:12.315] | And Daly' s condemned to die |
[03:15.192] | Far from his home in Tyrrell Pass |
[03:20.684] | This young man' s died in Ireland' s cause |
[03:23.484] | Far from his native land |
[03:27.816] | |
[03:28.117] | The drums they were abeating time |
[03:31.882] | While the pipes they loudly played |
[03:34.535] | When Daly died the drums did beat |
[03:40.061] | That morning in the Dagshai heat |
[03:43.386] | Now we beat the drums no more |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Brian Warfield |
[00:13.146] | To the tiny homesteads of the west |
[00:17.091] | The recruiting sergeant came |
[00:19.903] | He promised all a future bright |
[00:25.164] | So the brave men went off to fight |
[00:29.124] | For the Empire and her laws |
[00:31.550] | |
[00:32.378] | And many' s a victory they had won |
[00:36.290] | Many hardships they had seen |
[00:38.994] | They fought and died side by side |
[00:44.524] | Their enemies they had defied |
[00:47.327] | And for a foreign king |
[00:50.457] | |
[00:51.782] | The drums they were abeating time |
[00:55.611] | While the pipes they loudly played |
[00:58.758] | When Daly died the drums did beat |
[01:03.660] | That morning in the Dagshai heat |
[01:06.736] | Now we beat the drums no more |
[01:09.739] | |
[01:10.863] | While serving in a faroff land |
[01:14.699] | The news had come from home |
[01:17.529] | Of our people' s fate it did relate |
[01:22.941] | Of the Tans and their campaign of hate |
[01:26.094] | And we' re fighting on their side |
[01:30.038] | Arise, arise, young Daly cried |
[01:34.034] | Come join along with me |
[01:36.768] | We' ll strike a blow for liberty |
[01:42.393] | A regimental mutiny |
[01:45.146] | In support of friends at home |
[01:49.251] | |
[01:49.871] | The drums they were abeating time |
[01:53.438] | While the pipes they loudly played |
[01:56.033] | When Daly died the drums did beat |
[02:01.545] | That morning in the Dagshai heat |
[02:04.396] | Now we beat the drums no more |
[02:07.632] | |
[02:08.802] | And the colonel stood before his troops |
[02:12.891] | Those men who mutinied |
[02:15.461] | He told them of those honors won |
[02:21.086] | But the men stood in the blazing sun |
[02:23.884] | Saying we' ll fight your war no more |
[02:27.443] | |
[02:27.951] | For cannon fodder we had been |
[02:32.134] | For the French at Waterloo |
[02:35.009][02:40.510] | We fought your every bloody war |
[02:43.984] | And we' ll fight your war no more |
[02:46.429] | |
[02:49.032] | The drums they were abeating time |
[02:52.910] | While the pipes they loudly played |
[02:55.712] | When Daly died the drums did beat |
[03:01.300] | That morning in the Dagshai heat |
[03:03.982] | Now we beat the drums no more |
[03:07.629] | |
[03:08.145] | Those men got penal servitude |
[03:12.315] | And Daly' s condemned to die |
[03:15.192] | Far from his home in Tyrrell Pass |
[03:20.684] | This young man' s died in Ireland' s cause |
[03:23.484] | Far from his native land |
[03:27.816] | |
[03:28.117] | The drums they were abeating time |
[03:31.882] | While the pipes they loudly played |
[03:34.535] | When Daly died the drums did beat |
[03:40.061] | That morning in the Dagshai heat |
[03:43.386] | Now we beat the drums no more |