Song | I Fell in Love |
Artist | Alasdair Roberts |
Album | Farewell Sorrow |
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作曲 : Roberts | |
I fell in love with the roll of her drum, | |
Fell in love with her horn's blaring noise. | |
And I fell in love with her lute's gentle strum, | |
And I fell in love with her voice. | |
Polly lay over, so close to the wall, | |
When I opened my mouth for to sing. | |
And my throat could not stall the melodious call, | |
My words in the chamber did ring: | |
"I will squeeze your lungs like the bellows of an organ, | |
And blow on your bones like the pipes. | |
With a rat-a-tat-tat on your skull like a drum, | |
A rat-a-tat-tat on your skull. | |
Of your yellow hair, oh, I will fashion a bow | |
To scrape out a tune on your heart. | |
Of your long fingernails I will fashion ten quills | |
To pluck on your veins like a harp." | |
Polly rose up when my words were all told, | |
And this she did say unto me, | |
"I will visit the same upon thee thousand-fold, | |
I will visit the same upon thee. | |
And may you become one with the water so dumb, | |
Flow away, flow away, flow away. | |
Flow away, flow away, flow away, flow away. | |
Away, flow away, flow away." |
zuo qu : Roberts | |
I fell in love with the roll of her drum, | |
Fell in love with her horn' s blaring noise. | |
And I fell in love with her lute' s gentle strum, | |
And I fell in love with her voice. | |
Polly lay over, so close to the wall, | |
When I opened my mouth for to sing. | |
And my throat could not stall the melodious call, | |
My words in the chamber did ring: | |
" I will squeeze your lungs like the bellows of an organ, | |
And blow on your bones like the pipes. | |
With a ratatattat on your skull like a drum, | |
A ratatattat on your skull. | |
Of your yellow hair, oh, I will fashion a bow | |
To scrape out a tune on your heart. | |
Of your long fingernails I will fashion ten quills | |
To pluck on your veins like a harp." | |
Polly rose up when my words were all told, | |
And this she did say unto me, | |
" I will visit the same upon thee thousandfold, | |
I will visit the same upon thee. | |
And may you become one with the water so dumb, | |
Flow away, flow away, flow away. | |
Flow away, flow away, flow away, flow away. | |
Away, flow away, flow away." |
zuò qǔ : Roberts | |
I fell in love with the roll of her drum, | |
Fell in love with her horn' s blaring noise. | |
And I fell in love with her lute' s gentle strum, | |
And I fell in love with her voice. | |
Polly lay over, so close to the wall, | |
When I opened my mouth for to sing. | |
And my throat could not stall the melodious call, | |
My words in the chamber did ring: | |
" I will squeeze your lungs like the bellows of an organ, | |
And blow on your bones like the pipes. | |
With a ratatattat on your skull like a drum, | |
A ratatattat on your skull. | |
Of your yellow hair, oh, I will fashion a bow | |
To scrape out a tune on your heart. | |
Of your long fingernails I will fashion ten quills | |
To pluck on your veins like a harp." | |
Polly rose up when my words were all told, | |
And this she did say unto me, | |
" I will visit the same upon thee thousandfold, | |
I will visit the same upon thee. | |
And may you become one with the water so dumb, | |
Flow away, flow away, flow away. | |
Flow away, flow away, flow away, flow away. | |
Away, flow away, flow away." |