Damo

	作曲 : Ray
	作词 : Ray
	Oh the boys of
	Dublin's Donaghmede
	Come to hear their boxer sing
	To tell the stories of their streets
	To quell their suffering
	They say let me go another round
	And never take it laying down'
	Cause in my heart
	I knowI'm strong enough to grow
	Damo sing another song
	For all the sons of fisticuffs
	For the daughters of the truncheon
	Damo sing a song of love
	What do I know of
	IrelandExcept what made it here
	Through the ports, into the hills
	A whistle and a jig
	They worked the fields, they worked the rails
	And sang the songs of slaves
	To keep the chains from binding on
	To keep their bodies brave
	Damo sing another song
	For all the sons of toil and tug
	For the daughters of the weary road
	Damo sing a song of love
	So gather round and bear this ground
	While your brothers sweat and swing
	Or hold each other for their life
	In their love and in their rage
	Sing of tribes and ties that bind
	And sing yourself anew
	Yeah the Dog of war,
	Lamb of God
	The spirit is in you
	Damo sing another song
	For all the sons of fisticuffs
	For the daughters of the truncheon
	Damo sing a song of love
	Damo sing another song
	For all the sons of toil and tug
	For the daughters of the weary road
	Damo sing a song of love

	zuò qǔ : Ray
	zuò cí : Ray
	Oh the boys of
	Dublin' s Donaghmede
	Come to hear their boxer sing
	To tell the stories of their streets
	To quell their suffering
	They say let me go another round
	And never take it laying down'
	Cause in my heart
	I knowI' m strong enough to grow
	Damo sing another song
	For all the sons of fisticuffs
	For the daughters of the truncheon
	Damo sing a song of love
	What do I know of
	IrelandExcept what made it here
	Through the ports, into the hills
	A whistle and a jig
	They worked the fields, they worked the rails
	And sang the songs of slaves
	To keep the chains from binding on
	To keep their bodies brave
	Damo sing another song
	For all the sons of toil and tug
	For the daughters of the weary road
	Damo sing a song of love
	So gather round and bear this ground
	While your brothers sweat and swing
	Or hold each other for their life
	In their love and in their rage
	Sing of tribes and ties that bind
	And sing yourself anew
	Yeah the Dog of war,
	Lamb of God
	The spirit is in you
	Damo sing another song
	For all the sons of fisticuffs
	For the daughters of the truncheon
	Damo sing a song of love
	Damo sing another song
	For all the sons of toil and tug
	For the daughters of the weary road
	Damo sing a song of love