| Song | Fire and Wine |
| Artist | Anne Briggs |
| Album | The Time Has Come |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Steve Ashley |
| [00:01.000] | 作曲 : Steve Ashley |
| [00:02.810] | Winter's coming, |
| [00:11.020] | We live a shorter day. |
| [00:19.200] | And the sun is hunting |
| [00:28.270] | For a place to stay. |
| [00:37.350] | Jack Frost's fingers |
| [00:41.840] | Are in the wind again. |
| [00:47.310] | Ragged Robin is see-sawing |
| [00:53.650] | In one half of a coconut shell. |
| [00:59.100] | And he can't find the bacon rind, |
| [01:04.680] | Hunger makes his redbreast swell. |
| [01:11.060] | Now is the time for fire and wine, |
| [01:16.480] | Fire for body and wine for mind. |
| [01:23.740] | We will sing, we will play till break of day, |
| [01:29.280] | We will sing the frost away. |
| [01:38.320] | Cold October bowls me over, |
| [01:45.550] | Dark November makes me sneeze, |
| [01:51.060] | And then December cruelly sends |
| [01:56.410] | The winter frost to freeze my knees. |
| [02:02.750] | Now is the time for fire and wine, |
| [02:09.160] | Fire for body and wine for mind. |
| [02:15.530] | We will sing, we will play till break of day, |
| [02:21.890] | We will sing the frost away. |
| [02:31.840] | Winter brings us to the singers |
| [02:37.390] | And the drinkers glass in hand. |
| [02:43.720] | Roll on smokers, cards and jokers, |
| [02:49.140] | Listeners all who sit and stand. |
| [02:53.780] | Now is the time for fire and wine, |
| [03:00.050] | Fire for body and wine for mind. |
| [03:07.430] | We will sing, we will play till break of day, |
| [03:13.730] | We will sing the frost away. |
| [03:26.480] |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Steve Ashley |
| [00:01.000] | zuo qu : Steve Ashley |
| [00:02.810] | Winter' s coming, |
| [00:11.020] | We live a shorter day. |
| [00:19.200] | And the sun is hunting |
| [00:28.270] | For a place to stay. |
| [00:37.350] | Jack Frost' s fingers |
| [00:41.840] | Are in the wind again. |
| [00:47.310] | Ragged Robin is see-sawing |
| [00:53.650] | In one half of a coconut shell. |
| [00:59.100] | And he can' t find the bacon rind, |
| [01:04.680] | Hunger makes his redbreast swell. |
| [01:11.060] | Now is the time for fire and wine, |
| [01:16.480] | Fire for body and wine for mind. |
| [01:23.740] | We will sing, we will play till break of day, |
| [01:29.280] | We will sing the frost away. |
| [01:38.320] | Cold October bowls me over, |
| [01:45.550] | Dark November makes me sneeze, |
| [01:51.060] | And then December cruelly sends |
| [01:56.410] | The winter frost to freeze my knees. |
| [02:02.750] | Now is the time for fire and wine, |
| [02:09.160] | Fire for body and wine for mind. |
| [02:15.530] | We will sing, we will play till break of day, |
| [02:21.890] | We will sing the frost away. |
| [02:31.840] | Winter brings us to the singers |
| [02:37.390] | And the drinkers glass in hand. |
| [02:43.720] | Roll on smokers, cards and jokers, |
| [02:49.140] | Listeners all who sit and stand. |
| [02:53.780] | Now is the time for fire and wine, |
| [03:00.050] | Fire for body and wine for mind. |
| [03:07.430] | We will sing, we will play till break of day, |
| [03:13.730] | We will sing the frost away. |
| [03:26.480] |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Steve Ashley |
| [00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : Steve Ashley |
| [00:02.810] | Winter' s coming, |
| [00:11.020] | We live a shorter day. |
| [00:19.200] | And the sun is hunting |
| [00:28.270] | For a place to stay. |
| [00:37.350] | Jack Frost' s fingers |
| [00:41.840] | Are in the wind again. |
| [00:47.310] | Ragged Robin is see-sawing |
| [00:53.650] | In one half of a coconut shell. |
| [00:59.100] | And he can' t find the bacon rind, |
| [01:04.680] | Hunger makes his redbreast swell. |
| [01:11.060] | Now is the time for fire and wine, |
| [01:16.480] | Fire for body and wine for mind. |
| [01:23.740] | We will sing, we will play till break of day, |
| [01:29.280] | We will sing the frost away. |
| [01:38.320] | Cold October bowls me over, |
| [01:45.550] | Dark November makes me sneeze, |
| [01:51.060] | And then December cruelly sends |
| [01:56.410] | The winter frost to freeze my knees. |
| [02:02.750] | Now is the time for fire and wine, |
| [02:09.160] | Fire for body and wine for mind. |
| [02:15.530] | We will sing, we will play till break of day, |
| [02:21.890] | We will sing the frost away. |
| [02:31.840] | Winter brings us to the singers |
| [02:37.390] | And the drinkers glass in hand. |
| [02:43.720] | Roll on smokers, cards and jokers, |
| [02:49.140] | Listeners all who sit and stand. |
| [02:53.780] | Now is the time for fire and wine, |
| [03:00.050] | Fire for body and wine for mind. |
| [03:07.430] | We will sing, we will play till break of day, |
| [03:13.730] | We will sing the frost away. |
| [03:26.480] |