| Song | Young Tambling |
| Artist | Anne Briggs |
| Album | Anne Briggs |
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| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Traditional |
| [00:00.494] | Lady Margaret, Lady Margaret, was sewing at her seam |
| [00:06.701] | And she’s all dressed in black. |
| [00:10.905] | And the thought come in her head to run in the wood |
| [00:15.607] | to pull flowers to flower her hat, me boys, |
| [00:19.289] | to pull flowers to flower her hat. |
| [00:23.852] | So she hoisted up her petticoats a bit above the knee |
| [00:29.120] | And so nimbly she’d run o’er the ground. |
| [00:33.537] | And when she come in the merry greenwood, |
| [00:38.386] | Well, she pulled them branches down, me boys, |
| [00:42.941] | Well, she pulled them branches down. |
| [00:48.221] | Suddenly she spied a fine young man, |
| [00:52.756] | He’s standing by a tree. |
| [00:56.852] | He says, “How dare you pull them branches down |
| [01:00.928] | Without the leave of me, my dear, |
| [01:04.968] | Without the leave of me?” |
| [01:09.725] | Well, she says, “This little wood, oh, it is me very own, |
| [01:14.747] | Me father gave it to me. |
| [01:18.862] | I can pull these branches down |
| [01:22.512] | Without the leave of thee, young man, |
| [01:26.854] | Oh, without the leave of thee.” |
| [01:31.034] | And he took her by the milk-white hand |
| [01:35.811] | And by the grass-green sleeve, |
| [01:40.206] | He pulled her down at the foot of a bush, |
| [01:44.189] | And he never once asked her leave, me boys, |
| [01:48.554] | No, he never once asked her leave. |
| [01:53.122] | And when it was done she twist about |
| [01:59.266] | To ask her true-love’s name. |
| [02:03.419] | But she nothing heard and she nothing saw |
| [02:08.377] | And all the woods grew dim, grew dim, |
| [02:11.362] | And all the woods grew dim. |
| [02:19.171] | There’s four and twenty ladies all in the land |
| [02:24.666] | and they’re all playing at chess. |
| [02:29.085] | Except it was the Lady Margaret |
| [02:33.000] | And she’s green as any glass, me boys, |
| [02:37.440] | Oh, she’s green as any glass. |
| [02:42.134] | And there’s four and twenty ladies all in the land |
| [02:48.044] | Grow as red as any rose. |
| [02:52.155] | Except it was the Lady Margaret, |
| [02:57.235] | She’s pale and wan, me boys, |
| [03:00.705] | Oh, pale and wan she goes. |
| [03:06.163] | Up then spoke the little servant girl, |
| [03:11.161] | She lift her hand and smiled, |
| [03:14.577] | Says, “I think my lady has loved too long |
| [03:19.503] | And now she goes with child, me dears, |
| [03:24.032] | Oh, and now she goes with child.” |
| [03:29.645] | Up then spoke the second serving girl |
| [03:34.600] | “Oh, ever and alas,” said she, |
| [03:38.480] | “But I think I know a herb in the merry greenwood, |
| [03:44.451] | It’ll twine thy baby from thee, madam, |
| [03:48.474] | It’ll twine thy baby from thee.” |
| [03:53.735] | So Lady Margaret she got her silver comb, |
| [03:58.507] | Made haste to comb her hair, |
| [04:02.475] | And then she’s away to the merry greenwood |
| [04:07.398] | As fast as she can tear, me boys, |
| [04:12.191] | Oh, as fast as she can tear. |
| [04:17.032] | And she hadn’t pulled in the merry greenwood |
| [04:22.432] | A herb but barely one |
| [04:25.865] | When by her stood the young Tambling, |
| [04:29.933] | He says, “Margaret, leave it alone, |
| [04:33.375] | Oh Margaret, leave it alone.” |
| [04:38.830] | “Why d’you pull that bitter little herb, |
| [04:42.674] | The herb that grows so grey, |
| [04:47.251] | For to destroy that fine young babe |
| [04:51.859] | That we got in our play, my dear, |
| [04:56.237] | That we got in our play?” |
| [05:01.509] | “Well, come tell me now, young Tambling,” she says, |
| [05:06.884] | “If an earthly man you be.” |
| [05:10.821] | “I’ll tell you no lies,” says young Tambling, |
| [05:15.314] | “I was christened as good as thee, me dear, |
| [05:19.285] | I was christened as good as thee.” |
| [05:24.361] | “But as I rode a-hunting on a bitter, bitter night, |
| [05:29.572] | It was from my horse I fell, |
| [05:33.772] | And the Queen of Elfland she caught me |
| [05:38.509] | In yonder green hill to dwell, to dwell, |
| [05:42.889] | Oh, in yonder green hill to dwell.” |
| [05:48.241] | “But tonight is Halloween, lady, |
| [05:53.910] | The Elven Court will ride. |
| [05:57.880] | And if you would your true love win, |
| [06:02.416] | By the mill bridge you must hide, me dear, |
| [06:07.341] | By the mill bridge you must hide.” |
| [06:12.566] | “And first will run the black horse and then will run the brown, |
| [06:17.737] | And then race by the white. |
| [06:21.537] | You hold him fast and you fear him not, |
| [06:25.769] | For he’s the father of your child, my love, |
| [06:30.374] | Oh, he’s the father of your child.” |
| [06:35.328] | “They’ll turn me all in your arms, lady, |
| [06:39.757] | Into many’s the beasts so wild. |
| [06:43.820] | But you’ll hold on fast and you fear no ill, |
| [06:48.511] | For it’s the father of your child, my love, |
| [06:52.769] | It’s the father of your child.” |
| [06:58.425] | So Lady Margaret she got her silver comb, |
| [07:03.188] | She made haste to comb her hair. |
| [07:07.282] | Then she’s away to the old mill-bridge |
| [07:11.211] | As fast as she could tear, me boys, |
| [07:15.835] | Oh, as fast as she could tear. |
| [07:21.953] | And about the dead hour of the night |
| [07:27.422] | She heard the bridles ring. |
| [07:31.608] | And oh, me boys, it chilled her heart |
| [07:36.165] | More than any earthly thing it did, |
| [07:40.423] | More than any earthly thing. |
| [07:45.372] | And first run the black horse and then run the brown |
| [07:50.591] | And then race by the white. |
| [07:54.350] | Well, she hold it fast and feared it not, |
| [07:58.808] | For it’s the father of her child, |
| [08:02.763] | Oh, it’s the father of her child. |
| [08:08.565] | The thunder rolled across the sky, |
| [08:13.842] | The stars blazed bright as day. |
| [08:18.461] | The Queen of Elven gave a thrilling cry, |
| [08:24.310] | “Young Tambling’s away, brave boys, |
| [08:28.565] | Young Tambling’s away.” |
| [08:33.683] | And the very first thing they turned him into |
| [08:39.191] | Was a lion that runs so wild. |
| [08:42.953] | But she held him fast, she feared him not, |
| [08:46.890] | For he’s the father of her child, me boys, |
| [08:51.740] | Oh, he’s father of her child. |
| [08:57.729] | And the very next thing they turned him into, |
| [09:02.977] | It was a loathsome snake. |
| [09:07.129] | He says, “Hold me fast and fear me not, |
| [09:11.500] | For I’m one of God’s own make, my love, |
| [09:17.397] | Oh, I’m one one of God’s own make.” |
| [09:22.489] | And again they changed him all in her arms |
| [09:27.805] | To a red hot bar of iron. |
| [09:31.984] | But she held it fast, she feared it not, |
| [09:36.383] | And it did to her no harm, no harm, |
| [09:41.045] | And it did to her no harm. |
| [09:46.689] | And the very last thing they changed him into |
| [09:51.912] | Was like any naked man. |
| [09:56.401] | She flung her mantle over him, |
| [10:00.634] | She cried, “Me love I’ve won, I’ve won,” |
| [10:06.591] | Oh, she cried, “Me love I’ve won.” |
| [10:12.365] | And the Queen of Elven she called from a bush, |
| [10:17.882] | She’s red as any blood. |
| [10:22.332] | “I should have tore out your eyes, Tambling, |
| [10:27.052] | And put in two eyes of wood, of wood, |
| [10:32.611] | And put in two eyes of wood.” |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Traditional |
| [00:00.494] | Lady Margaret, Lady Margaret, was sewing at her seam |
| [00:06.701] | And she' s all dressed in black. |
| [00:10.905] | And the thought come in her head to run in the wood |
| [00:15.607] | to pull flowers to flower her hat, me boys, |
| [00:19.289] | to pull flowers to flower her hat. |
| [00:23.852] | So she hoisted up her petticoats a bit above the knee |
| [00:29.120] | And so nimbly she' d run o' er the ground. |
| [00:33.537] | And when she come in the merry greenwood, |
| [00:38.386] | Well, she pulled them branches down, me boys, |
| [00:42.941] | Well, she pulled them branches down. |
| [00:48.221] | Suddenly she spied a fine young man, |
| [00:52.756] | He' s standing by a tree. |
| [00:56.852] | He says, " How dare you pull them branches down |
| [01:00.928] | Without the leave of me, my dear, |
| [01:04.968] | Without the leave of me?" |
| [01:09.725] | Well, she says, " This little wood, oh, it is me very own, |
| [01:14.747] | Me father gave it to me. |
| [01:18.862] | I can pull these branches down |
| [01:22.512] | Without the leave of thee, young man, |
| [01:26.854] | Oh, without the leave of thee." |
| [01:31.034] | And he took her by the milkwhite hand |
| [01:35.811] | And by the grassgreen sleeve, |
| [01:40.206] | He pulled her down at the foot of a bush, |
| [01:44.189] | And he never once asked her leave, me boys, |
| [01:48.554] | No, he never once asked her leave. |
| [01:53.122] | And when it was done she twist about |
| [01:59.266] | To ask her truelove' s name. |
| [02:03.419] | But she nothing heard and she nothing saw |
| [02:08.377] | And all the woods grew dim, grew dim, |
| [02:11.362] | And all the woods grew dim. |
| [02:19.171] | There' s four and twenty ladies all in the land |
| [02:24.666] | and they' re all playing at chess. |
| [02:29.085] | Except it was the Lady Margaret |
| [02:33.000] | And she' s green as any glass, me boys, |
| [02:37.440] | Oh, she' s green as any glass. |
| [02:42.134] | And there' s four and twenty ladies all in the land |
| [02:48.044] | Grow as red as any rose. |
| [02:52.155] | Except it was the Lady Margaret, |
| [02:57.235] | She' s pale and wan, me boys, |
| [03:00.705] | Oh, pale and wan she goes. |
| [03:06.163] | Up then spoke the little servant girl, |
| [03:11.161] | She lift her hand and smiled, |
| [03:14.577] | Says, " I think my lady has loved too long |
| [03:19.503] | And now she goes with child, me dears, |
| [03:24.032] | Oh, and now she goes with child." |
| [03:29.645] | Up then spoke the second serving girl |
| [03:34.600] | " Oh, ever and alas," said she, |
| [03:38.480] | " But I think I know a herb in the merry greenwood, |
| [03:44.451] | It' ll twine thy baby from thee, madam, |
| [03:48.474] | It' ll twine thy baby from thee." |
| [03:53.735] | So Lady Margaret she got her silver comb, |
| [03:58.507] | Made haste to comb her hair, |
| [04:02.475] | And then she' s away to the merry greenwood |
| [04:07.398] | As fast as she can tear, me boys, |
| [04:12.191] | Oh, as fast as she can tear. |
| [04:17.032] | And she hadn' t pulled in the merry greenwood |
| [04:22.432] | A herb but barely one |
| [04:25.865] | When by her stood the young Tambling, |
| [04:29.933] | He says, " Margaret, leave it alone, |
| [04:33.375] | Oh Margaret, leave it alone." |
| [04:38.830] | " Why d' you pull that bitter little herb, |
| [04:42.674] | The herb that grows so grey, |
| [04:47.251] | For to destroy that fine young babe |
| [04:51.859] | That we got in our play, my dear, |
| [04:56.237] | That we got in our play?" |
| [05:01.509] | " Well, come tell me now, young Tambling," she says, |
| [05:06.884] | " If an earthly man you be." |
| [05:10.821] | " I' ll tell you no lies," says young Tambling, |
| [05:15.314] | " I was christened as good as thee, me dear, |
| [05:19.285] | I was christened as good as thee." |
| [05:24.361] | " But as I rode ahunting on a bitter, bitter night, |
| [05:29.572] | It was from my horse I fell, |
| [05:33.772] | And the Queen of Elfland she caught me |
| [05:38.509] | In yonder green hill to dwell, to dwell, |
| [05:42.889] | Oh, in yonder green hill to dwell." |
| [05:48.241] | " But tonight is Halloween, lady, |
| [05:53.910] | The Elven Court will ride. |
| [05:57.880] | And if you would your true love win, |
| [06:02.416] | By the mill bridge you must hide, me dear, |
| [06:07.341] | By the mill bridge you must hide." |
| [06:12.566] | " And first will run the black horse and then will run the brown, |
| [06:17.737] | And then race by the white. |
| [06:21.537] | You hold him fast and you fear him not, |
| [06:25.769] | For he' s the father of your child, my love, |
| [06:30.374] | Oh, he' s the father of your child." |
| [06:35.328] | " They' ll turn me all in your arms, lady, |
| [06:39.757] | Into many' s the beasts so wild. |
| [06:43.820] | But you' ll hold on fast and you fear no ill, |
| [06:48.511] | For it' s the father of your child, my love, |
| [06:52.769] | It' s the father of your child." |
| [06:58.425] | So Lady Margaret she got her silver comb, |
| [07:03.188] | She made haste to comb her hair. |
| [07:07.282] | Then she' s away to the old millbridge |
| [07:11.211] | As fast as she could tear, me boys, |
| [07:15.835] | Oh, as fast as she could tear. |
| [07:21.953] | And about the dead hour of the night |
| [07:27.422] | She heard the bridles ring. |
| [07:31.608] | And oh, me boys, it chilled her heart |
| [07:36.165] | More than any earthly thing it did, |
| [07:40.423] | More than any earthly thing. |
| [07:45.372] | And first run the black horse and then run the brown |
| [07:50.591] | And then race by the white. |
| [07:54.350] | Well, she hold it fast and feared it not, |
| [07:58.808] | For it' s the father of her child, |
| [08:02.763] | Oh, it' s the father of her child. |
| [08:08.565] | The thunder rolled across the sky, |
| [08:13.842] | The stars blazed bright as day. |
| [08:18.461] | The Queen of Elven gave a thrilling cry, |
| [08:24.310] | " Young Tambling' s away, brave boys, |
| [08:28.565] | Young Tambling' s away." |
| [08:33.683] | And the very first thing they turned him into |
| [08:39.191] | Was a lion that runs so wild. |
| [08:42.953] | But she held him fast, she feared him not, |
| [08:46.890] | For he' s the father of her child, me boys, |
| [08:51.740] | Oh, he' s father of her child. |
| [08:57.729] | And the very next thing they turned him into, |
| [09:02.977] | It was a loathsome snake. |
| [09:07.129] | He says, " Hold me fast and fear me not, |
| [09:11.500] | For I' m one of God' s own make, my love, |
| [09:17.397] | Oh, I' m one one of God' s own make." |
| [09:22.489] | And again they changed him all in her arms |
| [09:27.805] | To a red hot bar of iron. |
| [09:31.984] | But she held it fast, she feared it not, |
| [09:36.383] | And it did to her no harm, no harm, |
| [09:41.045] | And it did to her no harm. |
| [09:46.689] | And the very last thing they changed him into |
| [09:51.912] | Was like any naked man. |
| [09:56.401] | She flung her mantle over him, |
| [10:00.634] | She cried, " Me love I' ve won, I' ve won," |
| [10:06.591] | Oh, she cried, " Me love I' ve won." |
| [10:12.365] | And the Queen of Elven she called from a bush, |
| [10:17.882] | She' s red as any blood. |
| [10:22.332] | " I should have tore out your eyes, Tambling, |
| [10:27.052] | And put in two eyes of wood, of wood, |
| [10:32.611] | And put in two eyes of wood." |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Traditional |
| [00:00.494] | Lady Margaret, Lady Margaret, was sewing at her seam |
| [00:06.701] | And she' s all dressed in black. |
| [00:10.905] | And the thought come in her head to run in the wood |
| [00:15.607] | to pull flowers to flower her hat, me boys, |
| [00:19.289] | to pull flowers to flower her hat. |
| [00:23.852] | So she hoisted up her petticoats a bit above the knee |
| [00:29.120] | And so nimbly she' d run o' er the ground. |
| [00:33.537] | And when she come in the merry greenwood, |
| [00:38.386] | Well, she pulled them branches down, me boys, |
| [00:42.941] | Well, she pulled them branches down. |
| [00:48.221] | Suddenly she spied a fine young man, |
| [00:52.756] | He' s standing by a tree. |
| [00:56.852] | He says, " How dare you pull them branches down |
| [01:00.928] | Without the leave of me, my dear, |
| [01:04.968] | Without the leave of me?" |
| [01:09.725] | Well, she says, " This little wood, oh, it is me very own, |
| [01:14.747] | Me father gave it to me. |
| [01:18.862] | I can pull these branches down |
| [01:22.512] | Without the leave of thee, young man, |
| [01:26.854] | Oh, without the leave of thee." |
| [01:31.034] | And he took her by the milkwhite hand |
| [01:35.811] | And by the grassgreen sleeve, |
| [01:40.206] | He pulled her down at the foot of a bush, |
| [01:44.189] | And he never once asked her leave, me boys, |
| [01:48.554] | No, he never once asked her leave. |
| [01:53.122] | And when it was done she twist about |
| [01:59.266] | To ask her truelove' s name. |
| [02:03.419] | But she nothing heard and she nothing saw |
| [02:08.377] | And all the woods grew dim, grew dim, |
| [02:11.362] | And all the woods grew dim. |
| [02:19.171] | There' s four and twenty ladies all in the land |
| [02:24.666] | and they' re all playing at chess. |
| [02:29.085] | Except it was the Lady Margaret |
| [02:33.000] | And she' s green as any glass, me boys, |
| [02:37.440] | Oh, she' s green as any glass. |
| [02:42.134] | And there' s four and twenty ladies all in the land |
| [02:48.044] | Grow as red as any rose. |
| [02:52.155] | Except it was the Lady Margaret, |
| [02:57.235] | She' s pale and wan, me boys, |
| [03:00.705] | Oh, pale and wan she goes. |
| [03:06.163] | Up then spoke the little servant girl, |
| [03:11.161] | She lift her hand and smiled, |
| [03:14.577] | Says, " I think my lady has loved too long |
| [03:19.503] | And now she goes with child, me dears, |
| [03:24.032] | Oh, and now she goes with child." |
| [03:29.645] | Up then spoke the second serving girl |
| [03:34.600] | " Oh, ever and alas," said she, |
| [03:38.480] | " But I think I know a herb in the merry greenwood, |
| [03:44.451] | It' ll twine thy baby from thee, madam, |
| [03:48.474] | It' ll twine thy baby from thee." |
| [03:53.735] | So Lady Margaret she got her silver comb, |
| [03:58.507] | Made haste to comb her hair, |
| [04:02.475] | And then she' s away to the merry greenwood |
| [04:07.398] | As fast as she can tear, me boys, |
| [04:12.191] | Oh, as fast as she can tear. |
| [04:17.032] | And she hadn' t pulled in the merry greenwood |
| [04:22.432] | A herb but barely one |
| [04:25.865] | When by her stood the young Tambling, |
| [04:29.933] | He says, " Margaret, leave it alone, |
| [04:33.375] | Oh Margaret, leave it alone." |
| [04:38.830] | " Why d' you pull that bitter little herb, |
| [04:42.674] | The herb that grows so grey, |
| [04:47.251] | For to destroy that fine young babe |
| [04:51.859] | That we got in our play, my dear, |
| [04:56.237] | That we got in our play?" |
| [05:01.509] | " Well, come tell me now, young Tambling," she says, |
| [05:06.884] | " If an earthly man you be." |
| [05:10.821] | " I' ll tell you no lies," says young Tambling, |
| [05:15.314] | " I was christened as good as thee, me dear, |
| [05:19.285] | I was christened as good as thee." |
| [05:24.361] | " But as I rode ahunting on a bitter, bitter night, |
| [05:29.572] | It was from my horse I fell, |
| [05:33.772] | And the Queen of Elfland she caught me |
| [05:38.509] | In yonder green hill to dwell, to dwell, |
| [05:42.889] | Oh, in yonder green hill to dwell." |
| [05:48.241] | " But tonight is Halloween, lady, |
| [05:53.910] | The Elven Court will ride. |
| [05:57.880] | And if you would your true love win, |
| [06:02.416] | By the mill bridge you must hide, me dear, |
| [06:07.341] | By the mill bridge you must hide." |
| [06:12.566] | " And first will run the black horse and then will run the brown, |
| [06:17.737] | And then race by the white. |
| [06:21.537] | You hold him fast and you fear him not, |
| [06:25.769] | For he' s the father of your child, my love, |
| [06:30.374] | Oh, he' s the father of your child." |
| [06:35.328] | " They' ll turn me all in your arms, lady, |
| [06:39.757] | Into many' s the beasts so wild. |
| [06:43.820] | But you' ll hold on fast and you fear no ill, |
| [06:48.511] | For it' s the father of your child, my love, |
| [06:52.769] | It' s the father of your child." |
| [06:58.425] | So Lady Margaret she got her silver comb, |
| [07:03.188] | She made haste to comb her hair. |
| [07:07.282] | Then she' s away to the old millbridge |
| [07:11.211] | As fast as she could tear, me boys, |
| [07:15.835] | Oh, as fast as she could tear. |
| [07:21.953] | And about the dead hour of the night |
| [07:27.422] | She heard the bridles ring. |
| [07:31.608] | And oh, me boys, it chilled her heart |
| [07:36.165] | More than any earthly thing it did, |
| [07:40.423] | More than any earthly thing. |
| [07:45.372] | And first run the black horse and then run the brown |
| [07:50.591] | And then race by the white. |
| [07:54.350] | Well, she hold it fast and feared it not, |
| [07:58.808] | For it' s the father of her child, |
| [08:02.763] | Oh, it' s the father of her child. |
| [08:08.565] | The thunder rolled across the sky, |
| [08:13.842] | The stars blazed bright as day. |
| [08:18.461] | The Queen of Elven gave a thrilling cry, |
| [08:24.310] | " Young Tambling' s away, brave boys, |
| [08:28.565] | Young Tambling' s away." |
| [08:33.683] | And the very first thing they turned him into |
| [08:39.191] | Was a lion that runs so wild. |
| [08:42.953] | But she held him fast, she feared him not, |
| [08:46.890] | For he' s the father of her child, me boys, |
| [08:51.740] | Oh, he' s father of her child. |
| [08:57.729] | And the very next thing they turned him into, |
| [09:02.977] | It was a loathsome snake. |
| [09:07.129] | He says, " Hold me fast and fear me not, |
| [09:11.500] | For I' m one of God' s own make, my love, |
| [09:17.397] | Oh, I' m one one of God' s own make." |
| [09:22.489] | And again they changed him all in her arms |
| [09:27.805] | To a red hot bar of iron. |
| [09:31.984] | But she held it fast, she feared it not, |
| [09:36.383] | And it did to her no harm, no harm, |
| [09:41.045] | And it did to her no harm. |
| [09:46.689] | And the very last thing they changed him into |
| [09:51.912] | Was like any naked man. |
| [09:56.401] | She flung her mantle over him, |
| [10:00.634] | She cried, " Me love I' ve won, I' ve won," |
| [10:06.591] | Oh, she cried, " Me love I' ve won." |
| [10:12.365] | And the Queen of Elven she called from a bush, |
| [10:17.882] | She' s red as any blood. |
| [10:22.332] | " I should have tore out your eyes, Tambling, |
| [10:27.052] | And put in two eyes of wood, of wood, |
| [10:32.611] | And put in two eyes of wood." |