Song | Lorena |
Artist | 2nd South Carolina String Band |
Album | Hard Road |
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[00:00.000] | 作曲 : H.D.L. Webster/J. Philbrick/1857 |
[00:11.873] | The years creep slowly by, Lorena, |
[00:17.989] | The snow is on the grass again. |
[00:23.690] | The sun′s low down the sky, Lorena, |
[00:29.337] | The frost gleams where the flowers have been. |
[00:34.976] | But the heart throbs on as warmly now, |
[00:40.575] | As when the summer days were nigh. |
[00:45.936] | Oh, the sun can never dip so low |
[00:52.012] | A-down affection's cloudless sky. |
[00:57.710] | Oh, the sun can never dip so low |
[01:03.446] | A-down affection′s cloudless sky. |
[01:09.032] | We loved each other then, Lorena, |
[01:14.588] | More than we ever dared to tell; |
[01:20.103] | And what we might have been, Lorena, |
[01:25.773] | Had but our loving prospered well |
[01:31.568] | But then, 'tis past, the years are gone, |
[01:36.808] | I'll not call up their shadowy forms; |
[01:42.701] | I′ll say to them, "Lost years, sleep on! |
[01:48.495] | Sleep on! nor heed life′s pelting storms." |
[01:54.195] | I'll say to them, "Lost years, sleep on! |
[01:59.696] | Sleep on! nor heed life′s pelting storms." |
[02:50.227] | It matters little now, Lorena, |
[02:55.770] | The past is in the eternal past; |
[03:01.421] | Our heads will soon lie low, Lorena, |
[03:07.080] | Life's tide is ebbing out so fast. |
[03:12.552] | There is a Future! O, thank God! |
[03:18.202] | Of life this is so small a part! |
[03:23.515] | ′Tis dust to dust beneath the sod; |
[03:29.488] | But there, up there, 'tis heart to heart. |
[03:35.086] | ′Tis dust to dust beneath the sod; |
[03:40.679] | But there, up there, 'tis heart to heart. |
[00:00.000] | zuo qu : H. D. L. Webster J. Philbrick 1857 |
[00:11.873] | The years creep slowly by, Lorena, |
[00:17.989] | The snow is on the grass again. |
[00:23.690] | The sun s low down the sky, Lorena, |
[00:29.337] | The frost gleams where the flowers have been. |
[00:34.976] | But the heart throbs on as warmly now, |
[00:40.575] | As when the summer days were nigh. |
[00:45.936] | Oh, the sun can never dip so low |
[00:52.012] | Adown affection' s cloudless sky. |
[00:57.710] | Oh, the sun can never dip so low |
[01:03.446] | Adown affection s cloudless sky. |
[01:09.032] | We loved each other then, Lorena, |
[01:14.588] | More than we ever dared to tell |
[01:20.103] | And what we might have been, Lorena, |
[01:25.773] | Had but our loving prospered well |
[01:31.568] | But then, ' tis past, the years are gone, |
[01:36.808] | I' ll not call up their shadowy forms |
[01:42.701] | I ll say to them, " Lost years, sleep on! |
[01:48.495] | Sleep on! nor heed life s pelting storms." |
[01:54.195] | I' ll say to them, " Lost years, sleep on! |
[01:59.696] | Sleep on! nor heed life s pelting storms." |
[02:50.227] | It matters little now, Lorena, |
[02:55.770] | The past is in the eternal past |
[03:01.421] | Our heads will soon lie low, Lorena, |
[03:07.080] | Life' s tide is ebbing out so fast. |
[03:12.552] | There is a Future! O, thank God! |
[03:18.202] | Of life this is so small a part! |
[03:23.515] | Tis dust to dust beneath the sod |
[03:29.488] | But there, up there, ' tis heart to heart. |
[03:35.086] | Tis dust to dust beneath the sod |
[03:40.679] | But there, up there, ' tis heart to heart. |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : H. D. L. Webster J. Philbrick 1857 |
[00:11.873] | The years creep slowly by, Lorena, |
[00:17.989] | The snow is on the grass again. |
[00:23.690] | The sun s low down the sky, Lorena, |
[00:29.337] | The frost gleams where the flowers have been. |
[00:34.976] | But the heart throbs on as warmly now, |
[00:40.575] | As when the summer days were nigh. |
[00:45.936] | Oh, the sun can never dip so low |
[00:52.012] | Adown affection' s cloudless sky. |
[00:57.710] | Oh, the sun can never dip so low |
[01:03.446] | Adown affection s cloudless sky. |
[01:09.032] | We loved each other then, Lorena, |
[01:14.588] | More than we ever dared to tell |
[01:20.103] | And what we might have been, Lorena, |
[01:25.773] | Had but our loving prospered well |
[01:31.568] | But then, ' tis past, the years are gone, |
[01:36.808] | I' ll not call up their shadowy forms |
[01:42.701] | I ll say to them, " Lost years, sleep on! |
[01:48.495] | Sleep on! nor heed life s pelting storms." |
[01:54.195] | I' ll say to them, " Lost years, sleep on! |
[01:59.696] | Sleep on! nor heed life s pelting storms." |
[02:50.227] | It matters little now, Lorena, |
[02:55.770] | The past is in the eternal past |
[03:01.421] | Our heads will soon lie low, Lorena, |
[03:07.080] | Life' s tide is ebbing out so fast. |
[03:12.552] | There is a Future! O, thank God! |
[03:18.202] | Of life this is so small a part! |
[03:23.515] | Tis dust to dust beneath the sod |
[03:29.488] | But there, up there, ' tis heart to heart. |
[03:35.086] | Tis dust to dust beneath the sod |
[03:40.679] | But there, up there, ' tis heart to heart. |