作曲 : Traditional | |
By the craigs through the fields | |
To the sand and the seals | |
And the sky when its unco and grey | |
And the gold o' the crop | |
As it greets the raindrop | |
Like a friend from far far away. | |
Was the snow much whiter | |
Were the summers longer | |
And did the sun shine brighter | |
Or am I just getting older. | |
And the well beaten track | |
Took us over and back | |
Will the nest o' the donter be safe | |
And the starling will sing | |
As the span o' her wing | |
Takes her home tae her nest by the cave. | |
Was the snow much whiter | |
Were the summers longer | |
And did the sun shine brighter | |
Or am I just getting older. | |
By the craigs through the fields | |
To the sand and the seals | |
And the sky when its unco and grey | |
And the gold o' the crop | |
As it greets the raindrop | |
Like a friend from far far away. | |
Was the snow much whiter | |
Were the summers longer | |
And did the sun shine brighter | |
Or am I just getting older. |
zuo qu : Traditional | |
By the craigs through the fields | |
To the sand and the seals | |
And the sky when its unco and grey | |
And the gold o' the crop | |
As it greets the raindrop | |
Like a friend from far far away. | |
Was the snow much whiter | |
Were the summers longer | |
And did the sun shine brighter | |
Or am I just getting older. | |
And the well beaten track | |
Took us over and back | |
Will the nest o' the donter be safe | |
And the starling will sing | |
As the span o' her wing | |
Takes her home tae her nest by the cave. | |
Was the snow much whiter | |
Were the summers longer | |
And did the sun shine brighter | |
Or am I just getting older. | |
By the craigs through the fields | |
To the sand and the seals | |
And the sky when its unco and grey | |
And the gold o' the crop | |
As it greets the raindrop | |
Like a friend from far far away. | |
Was the snow much whiter | |
Were the summers longer | |
And did the sun shine brighter | |
Or am I just getting older. |
zuò qǔ : Traditional | |
By the craigs through the fields | |
To the sand and the seals | |
And the sky when its unco and grey | |
And the gold o' the crop | |
As it greets the raindrop | |
Like a friend from far far away. | |
Was the snow much whiter | |
Were the summers longer | |
And did the sun shine brighter | |
Or am I just getting older. | |
And the well beaten track | |
Took us over and back | |
Will the nest o' the donter be safe | |
And the starling will sing | |
As the span o' her wing | |
Takes her home tae her nest by the cave. | |
Was the snow much whiter | |
Were the summers longer | |
And did the sun shine brighter | |
Or am I just getting older. | |
By the craigs through the fields | |
To the sand and the seals | |
And the sky when its unco and grey | |
And the gold o' the crop | |
As it greets the raindrop | |
Like a friend from far far away. | |
Was the snow much whiter | |
Were the summers longer | |
And did the sun shine brighter | |
Or am I just getting older. |