Song | Bridget O'Malley |
Artist | YoungStar |
Album | Celtic Woman 3: Ireland |
[00:11.13] | Oh Bridget O'Malley, you've my heart shaken |
[00:19.22] | With a hopeless desolation(悲伤) I'd have you to know |
[00:27.73] | It's the wonders of admiration(赞美) your quiet face has taken |
[00:36.28] | And your beauty will haunt(缠住) me wherever I go. |
[00:46.63] | |
[00:48.41] | The white moon above the pale sands |
[00:51.85] | the pale stars above the thorn(荆棘) tree |
[00:56.16] | Are cold beside my darling, but no purer than she |
[01:04.99] | I gaze upon the cold moon |
[01:10.08] | till the stars drown(溺死于) in the warm seas |
[01:14.60] | And the bright eyes of my darling are never on me. |
[01:22.90] | Kate power |
[01:23.10] | Bridget O'Malley |
[01:23.50] | |
[01:23.99] | |
[02:01.46] | My Sunday it is weary(乏味的), my Sunday it is grey now |
[02:10.07] | My heart is a cold thing |
[02:14.39] | my heart is a stone |
[02:18.64] | All joy is dead within me, |
[02:23.49] | my life has gone away now |
[02:28.72] | For another her has taken My love for his own. |
[02:36.68] | |
[02:38.82] | The day is approaching when we were to be married |
[02:46.89] | And it's rather I would die than live only to grieve(悲痛) |
[02:55.43] | Oh, meet me, My Darling, |
[02:59.78] | e'er the sun sets o'er the barley(大麦). |
[03:04.05] | And I'll meet you there on the road to Drumslieve. |
[03:13.56] | |
[03:49.99] | Oh Bridget O'Malley, you have my heart shaken |
[04:00.40] | With a hopeless desolation, |
[04:05.15] | I'd have you to know |
[04:09.15] | It's the wonders of admiration your quiet face has taken |
[04:17.73] | And your beauty will haunt me wherever I go. |
[04:34.92] |
[00:11.13] | Oh Bridget O' Malley, you' ve my heart shaken |
[00:19.22] | With a hopeless desolation bēi shāng I' d have you to know |
[00:27.73] | It' s the wonders of admiration zàn měi your quiet face has taken |
[00:36.28] | And your beauty will haunt chán zhù me wherever I go. |
[00:46.63] | |
[00:48.41] | The white moon above the pale sands |
[00:51.85] | the pale stars above the thorn jīng jí tree |
[00:56.16] | Are cold beside my darling, but no purer than she |
[01:04.99] | I gaze upon the cold moon |
[01:10.08] | till the stars drown nì sǐ yú in the warm seas |
[01:14.60] | And the bright eyes of my darling are never on me. |
[01:22.90] | Kate power |
[01:23.10] | Bridget O' Malley |
[01:23.50] | |
[01:23.99] | |
[02:01.46] | My Sunday it is weary fá wèi de, my Sunday it is grey now |
[02:10.07] | My heart is a cold thing |
[02:14.39] | my heart is a stone |
[02:18.64] | All joy is dead within me, |
[02:23.49] | my life has gone away now |
[02:28.72] | For another her has taken My love for his own. |
[02:36.68] | |
[02:38.82] | The day is approaching when we were to be married |
[02:46.89] | And it' s rather I would die than live only to grieve bēi tòng |
[02:55.43] | Oh, meet me, My Darling, |
[02:59.78] | e' er the sun sets o' er the barley dà mài. |
[03:04.05] | And I' ll meet you there on the road to Drumslieve. |
[03:13.56] | |
[03:49.99] | Oh Bridget O' Malley, you have my heart shaken |
[04:00.40] | With a hopeless desolation, |
[04:05.15] | I' d have you to know |
[04:09.15] | It' s the wonders of admiration your quiet face has taken |
[04:17.73] | And your beauty will haunt me wherever I go. |
[04:34.92] |