[00:00.000] 作词 : Ian Lynch
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Cormac Mac Diarmada/Daragh Lynch/Ian Lynch/John 'Spud' Murphy/Radie Peat
[00:11.865]Sharp is the wind
[00:18.457]Cold is the rain
[00:25.018]Harsh is the livelong day
[00:30.931]Upon the wide open plain
[00:34.030]
[00:37.777]By Donnelly's hollow
[00:44.371]Under sod gorse and furze
[00:51.058]There lies a young wren oh
[00:57.502]By the saints she was cursed
[01:02.476]
[01:04.131]The wren is a small bird
[01:10.843]So pretty she sings
[01:17.212]She bested the eagle
[01:23.963]When she hid in its wings
[01:27.916]
[01:30.590]With sticks and with stones
[01:37.170]All among the small mounds
[01:43.705]They come from all over
[01:50.003]To hunt the wren on the wide open ground
[01:55.778]
[01:58.623]They flock round the soldiers
[02:05.215]In jackets so red
[02:11.456]For barrack room favours
[02:18.801]Pennies and bread
[02:22.533]
[02:25.092]The soldier is rough
[02:31.659]In anger or fun
[02:38.327]He causes much bloodshed
[02:44.736]With his big musket gun
[02:49.002]
[02:51.007]The birds of the earth
[02:57.914]The beasts of the field
[03:04.619]By spite and by fury
[03:11.152]Are people revealed
[03:16.433]
[03:17.951]Attacked in the village
[03:24.814]Spat on in town
[03:31.140]They come from all over
[03:37.410]To hunt the wren on the wide open ground
[03:44.582]
[04:45.555]The wren is a small bird
[04:51.979]Though blamed for much woe
[04:58.411]Her form is derided
[05:05.096]Wherever she goes
[05:10.593]
[05:11.772]With cold want and whiskey
[05:18.290]She soon is run down
[05:24.939]Her body paraded
[05:31.227]On a staff through the town
[05:36.074]
[05:38.289]A rag for her ceiling
[05:44.843]The sod was her floor
[05:51.087]She chose the cold open plain o'er
[05:58.061]The dark workhouse door
[06:02.909]
[06:04.702]With two broken wings
[06:11.296]And feathers so brown
[06:17.810]They come from all over
[06:24.227]To hunt the wren on the wide open ground