Song | The Magdalene Laundries (from Tears of Stone) |
Artist | The Chieftains |
Artist | Joni Mitchell |
Album | The Wide World Over: A 40 Year Celebration |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Mitchell |
[00:23.000] | I was an unmarried girl |
[00:25.800] | I'd just turned twenty-seven |
[00:30.000] | When they sent me to the sisters |
[00:34.350] | For the way men looked at me |
[00:37.350] | Branded as a jezebel |
[00:41.800] | I knew I was not bound for Heaven |
[00:45.800] | I'd be cast in shame |
[00:47.850] | Into the Magdalene laundries |
[00:59.500] | Most girls come here pregnant |
[01:03.500] | Some by their own fathers |
[01:08.150] | Bridget got that belly |
[01:10.550] | By her parish priest |
[01:15.000] | We're trying to get things white as snow |
[01:17.680] | All of us woe-begotten-daughters |
[01:21.400] | In the streaming stains |
[01:23.850] | Of the Magdalene laundries |
[01:35.000] | Prostitutes and destitutes |
[01:39.000] | And temptresses like me |
[01:41.300] | Fallen women |
[01:44.350] | Sentenced into dreamless drudgery ... |
[01:50.770] | Why do they call this heartless place |
[01:54.300] | Our Lady of Charity? |
[01:57.630] | Oh charity! |
[02:07.050] | These bloodless brides of Jesus |
[02:10.000] | If they had just once glimpsed their groom |
[02:13.500] | Then they'd know, and they'd drop the stones |
[02:17.500] | Concealed behind their rosaries |
[02:21.100] | They wilt the grass they walk upon |
[02:25.800] | They leech the light out of a room |
[02:28.800] | They'd like to drive us down the drain |
[02:32.300] | At the Magdalene laundries |
[02:44.000] | Peg O'Connell died today |
[02:46.600] | She was a cheeky girl, A flirt |
[02:49.300] | They just stuffed her in a hole! |
[02:51.250] | Surely to God you'd think at least some bells should ring! |
[02:58.450] | One day I'm going to die here too |
[03:02.100] | And they'll plant me in the dirt |
[03:07.100] | (Like) Some lame bulb ( |
[03:08.500] | That never blooms come any spring |
[03:13.500] | How any spring |
[03:16.400] | Oh.... |
[03:32.700] | Ah... |
[03:41.050] | Nobody any spring |
[03:50.200] | Not any spring |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Mitchell |
[00:23.000] | I was an unmarried girl |
[00:25.800] | I' d just turned twentyseven |
[00:30.000] | When they sent me to the sisters |
[00:34.350] | For the way men looked at me |
[00:37.350] | Branded as a jezebel |
[00:41.800] | I knew I was not bound for Heaven |
[00:45.800] | I' d be cast in shame |
[00:47.850] | Into the Magdalene laundries |
[00:59.500] | Most girls come here pregnant |
[01:03.500] | Some by their own fathers |
[01:08.150] | Bridget got that belly |
[01:10.550] | By her parish priest |
[01:15.000] | We' re trying to get things white as snow |
[01:17.680] | All of us woebegottendaughters |
[01:21.400] | In the streaming stains |
[01:23.850] | Of the Magdalene laundries |
[01:35.000] | Prostitutes and destitutes |
[01:39.000] | And temptresses like me |
[01:41.300] | Fallen women |
[01:44.350] | Sentenced into dreamless drudgery ... |
[01:50.770] | Why do they call this heartless place |
[01:54.300] | Our Lady of Charity? |
[01:57.630] | Oh charity! |
[02:07.050] | These bloodless brides of Jesus |
[02:10.000] | If they had just once glimpsed their groom |
[02:13.500] | Then they' d know, and they' d drop the stones |
[02:17.500] | Concealed behind their rosaries |
[02:21.100] | They wilt the grass they walk upon |
[02:25.800] | They leech the light out of a room |
[02:28.800] | They' d like to drive us down the drain |
[02:32.300] | At the Magdalene laundries |
[02:44.000] | Peg O' Connell died today |
[02:46.600] | She was a cheeky girl, A flirt |
[02:49.300] | They just stuffed her in a hole! |
[02:51.250] | Surely to God you' d think at least some bells should ring! |
[02:58.450] | One day I' m going to die here too |
[03:02.100] | And they' ll plant me in the dirt |
[03:07.100] | Like Some lame bulb |
[03:08.500] | That never blooms come any spring |
[03:13.500] | How any spring |
[03:16.400] | Oh.... |
[03:32.700] | Ah... |
[03:41.050] | Nobody any spring |
[03:50.200] | Not any spring |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Mitchell |
[00:23.000] | I was an unmarried girl |
[00:25.800] | I' d just turned twentyseven |
[00:30.000] | When they sent me to the sisters |
[00:34.350] | For the way men looked at me |
[00:37.350] | Branded as a jezebel |
[00:41.800] | I knew I was not bound for Heaven |
[00:45.800] | I' d be cast in shame |
[00:47.850] | Into the Magdalene laundries |
[00:59.500] | Most girls come here pregnant |
[01:03.500] | Some by their own fathers |
[01:08.150] | Bridget got that belly |
[01:10.550] | By her parish priest |
[01:15.000] | We' re trying to get things white as snow |
[01:17.680] | All of us woebegottendaughters |
[01:21.400] | In the streaming stains |
[01:23.850] | Of the Magdalene laundries |
[01:35.000] | Prostitutes and destitutes |
[01:39.000] | And temptresses like me |
[01:41.300] | Fallen women |
[01:44.350] | Sentenced into dreamless drudgery ... |
[01:50.770] | Why do they call this heartless place |
[01:54.300] | Our Lady of Charity? |
[01:57.630] | Oh charity! |
[02:07.050] | These bloodless brides of Jesus |
[02:10.000] | If they had just once glimpsed their groom |
[02:13.500] | Then they' d know, and they' d drop the stones |
[02:17.500] | Concealed behind their rosaries |
[02:21.100] | They wilt the grass they walk upon |
[02:25.800] | They leech the light out of a room |
[02:28.800] | They' d like to drive us down the drain |
[02:32.300] | At the Magdalene laundries |
[02:44.000] | Peg O' Connell died today |
[02:46.600] | She was a cheeky girl, A flirt |
[02:49.300] | They just stuffed her in a hole! |
[02:51.250] | Surely to God you' d think at least some bells should ring! |
[02:58.450] | One day I' m going to die here too |
[03:02.100] | And they' ll plant me in the dirt |
[03:07.100] | Like Some lame bulb |
[03:08.500] | That never blooms come any spring |
[03:13.500] | How any spring |
[03:16.400] | Oh.... |
[03:32.700] | Ah... |
[03:41.050] | Nobody any spring |
[03:50.200] | Not any spring |