Song | Braes Of Sutherland |
Artist | Wolfstone |
Album | Year Of The Dog |
作曲 : Drever | |
Farewell you braes o' Sutherland, | |
I'll ne'er see you no more | |
For I must take a strangers path | |
And leave my native shore | |
My friends and my acquaintances | |
I'll give you now my hand | |
For I will ne'er be back again | |
On the Braes o' Sutherland | |
To the ridges of the old Ben More, | |
I bid a fond adieu | |
To Rosehall and to Bonar Bridge, | |
I leave my heart with you | |
To the rolling banks o' the Oykel | |
And to Dornoch's gentle sands | |
I wish you well my comrades there | |
On the Braes of Sutherland | |
Farewell you roads to Spinningdale, | |
This chapter now will close | |
To the ghosts that lie at Carbisdale | |
And the downfall of Montrose | |
To Ardgay and to Invershin, | |
No more I'll walk your sands | |
For I have to leave my memories | |
On the Braes of Sutherland | |
I now will leave my native home | |
For the shores of America | |
My love I leave behind me now, | |
I can no longer stay | |
The orders from the castle came | |
And by the Duke's right hand | |
I fear that I must leave thee there | |
On the Braes of Sutherland |
zuò qǔ : Drever | |
Farewell you braes o' Sutherland, | |
I' ll ne' er see you no more | |
For I must take a strangers path | |
And leave my native shore | |
My friends and my acquaintances | |
I' ll give you now my hand | |
For I will ne' er be back again | |
On the Braes o' Sutherland | |
To the ridges of the old Ben More, | |
I bid a fond adieu | |
To Rosehall and to Bonar Bridge, | |
I leave my heart with you | |
To the rolling banks o' the Oykel | |
And to Dornoch' s gentle sands | |
I wish you well my comrades there | |
On the Braes of Sutherland | |
Farewell you roads to Spinningdale, | |
This chapter now will close | |
To the ghosts that lie at Carbisdale | |
And the downfall of Montrose | |
To Ardgay and to Invershin, | |
No more I' ll walk your sands | |
For I have to leave my memories | |
On the Braes of Sutherland | |
I now will leave my native home | |
For the shores of America | |
My love I leave behind me now, | |
I can no longer stay | |
The orders from the castle came | |
And by the Duke' s right hand | |
I fear that I must leave thee there | |
On the Braes of Sutherland |