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嗯...這是前陣子在書店試聽到的一張專輯,感覺上還蠻輕柔的,
so~~在此獻上與鐵傲的大家一同分享^o^,希望大家會喜歡~~~
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史卡博市集 SCARBOROUGH FAIR
ARE YOU GOING TO SCARBOROOUGH FAIR?
PARSLEY, SAGE, ROSEMARY AND THYME.
REMEMBER ME TO ONE WHO LIVES THERE.
SHE ONCE WAS A TRUE LOVE OF MINE.
TELL HER TO MAKE ME A CAMBRIC SHIRT.
PARSLEY, SAGE, ROSEMARY AND THYME.
WITHOUT ANY SEAM OR NEEDLEWORK,
THEN SHE'LL BE A TURE LOVE OF MINE.
TELL HER TO WASH IT IN YONDER DRY WELL.
PARSLEY, SAGE, ROSEMARY AND THYME;
WHERE NO WATER SPRUNG, NOR DROP OF RAIN FELL,
THEN SHE'LL BE A TRUE LOVE OF MINE.
TELL HER TO DRY IT ON YONDER THOM
PARSLEY, SAGE, ROSEMARY AND THYME;
WHICH NEVER BORE BLOSSOM
SINCE ADAM WAS BOM
THEN SHE'LL BE A TRUE LOVE OF MINE
OH, WILL YOU FIND ME AND ARCE OF LAND,
PARSLEY, SAGE, ROSEMARY AND THYME;
BETWEEN THE SEA FOAM AND THE SEA SAND
OR NEVER BE A TRUE LOVE OF MINE.
如燕般的她 SHE'S LIKE THE SWALLOW
SHE'S LIKE THE SWALLOW THAT FLIES SO HIGH
OH--SHE'S LIKE THE RIVER THAT NEVER RUNS DRY
SHE'S LIKE THE SUNSHINE ONF THE LEE SHORE
I LOVE MY LOVE AND LOVE IS NO MORE
OH--
'TWAS OUT IN THE GARDEN THIS FAIR MAID DID GO
A-PICKIN' THE BEAUTIFUL, PRIMROSE
THE MORE SHE PLUCKED, THE MORE SHE PULLED
UNTIL SHE GOT HER APRON FULL
IT'S OUT ...IT'S OUT OF THOSE ROSES
SHE MADE A BED
A STONY PILLOW FOR HER HEAD
SHE LAY HER DOWN, NO WORD SHE SPOKE
UNTIL THIS FAIR MAID'S HEART WAD BROKE
想著我 THINK OF ME
THINK OF ME, THINK OF ME FONDLY, WHEN WE'VE SAID GOODBYE.
REMEMBER ME EV'RY SO OFTEN, PROMISE ME YOU'LL TRY
ON THAT DAY, THAT NOT SO DISTANT DAY,
WHEN YOU ARE FAR AWAY AND FREE,
IF YOU EVERY FIND A MOMENT, SPARE A THOUGHT FOR ME.
WE NEVER SAID OUR LOVE WAS EVERGREEN OR AS UNCHANGING AS THE SEA,
BUT IF YOU CAN STILL REMEMBER, STOP AND THINK OF ME...
THINK OF ALL THE THINGS WE'VE SHARED AND SEEN
DON'T THINK ABOUT THE WAY THINGS MIGHT HAVE BEEN...
TINK OF ME, THINK OF ME WAKING, SILENT AND RESIGNED
IMAGINE ME, TRYING TOO HARD TO PUT YOUR FROM MY MIND
THINK OF ME, PLEASE SAY YOU'LL TINK OF ME
WHATEVER ELSE YOU CHOOSE TO DO
THERE WILL NEVER BE A DAY WHEN I WON'T THINK OF YOU
FLOWERS FADE, THE FRUITS OF SUMMER FADE
THEY HAVE THEIR SEASON, SO DE WE
BUT PLEASE PROMISE ME THAT SOMETIMES
YOU WILL THINK OF ME
SHENANDOAH 莎娜度娃
O SHENANDOAH, I LONG TO HEAR YOU
WAY HAY, MY ROLLING RIVER
ACROSS THE WIDE AND ROLLING WATER
WAY HAY. I'M BOUND AWAY ACROSS THE WIDE
MISSOURI
O SHENANDOAH, I LOVE YOUR DAUGHTER
WAY HAY, MY ROLLING RIVER
I'LL TAKE HER 'CROSS THE ROLLING WATER
WAY HAY, I'M BOUND AWAY ACROSS THE WIDE
MISSOURI
O SHENANDOAH
I'M BOUND TO LEAVE YOU
WAY HAY, MY ROLLING RIVER!
O SHENANDOAH
I'LL NOT DECIVE YOU
WAY HAY, I'M BOUND AWAY
'CROSS THE WIDE MISSOURI
ON MY OWN 屬於我
ON MY OWN, PRETENDING HE'S BESIDE ME
ALL ALONE I WALK WITH HIM 'TILL MORNING
WITHOUT HIM I FEEL HIS ARMS AROUND ME
AND WHEN I LOOSE MY WAY I CLOSE MY EYES
AND HE HAS FOUND ME
IN THE RAIN, THE PAVEMENT SHINES LIKE SILVER
ALL THE LIGHTS ARE MISTY IN THE RIVER
IN THE DARKNESS THE TREES ARE FULL OF STARLIGHT
AND ALL I SEE IS HIM AND ME
FOREVER AND FOREVER
AND I KNOW IS ONLY IN MY MIND
THAT I'M TALKING TO MYSELF AND NOT TO HIM
AND ALTHOUGH I KNOW THAT HE IS BLIND
STILL I SAY THERE'S A WAY FOR US
I LOVE HIM, BUT WHEN THE NIGHT IS OVER
HE IS GONE, THE RIVER'S JUST A RIVER
WITHOUT HIM THE WORLD AROUND ME CHANGES
THE TREES ARE BARE AND EVERYWHERE
THE STREETS ARE FULL OF STANGERS
I LOVE HIM BUT EVERYDAY I'M LEARNING
ALL MY LIVE I'VE ONLY BEEN PRETENDING
WHITHOUT ME HIS WORLD WILL GO ON TURNING
THE WORLD IS FULL OF HAPPINESS
THAT I HAVE NEVER KNOW
I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM
I LOVE HIM BUT ONLY ON MY OWN
THE SOUND OF MUSIC 音樂之聲
MY DAY IN THE HILLS HAS COME TO AN END, I KNOW
A STAR HAS COME OUT TO TELL ME ITS TIME TO GO
BUT DEEP IN THE DARK GREEN SHADOWS
ARE VOICES THAT URGE ME TO STAY
SO I PAUSE AND I WAIT AND I LISTEN
FOR ONE MORE SOUND
FOR ONE MORE LOVELY THING THAT THE HILLS MIGHT SAY
THE HILLS ARE ALIVE
WITH THE SOUND OF MUSIC
WITH SONGS THEY HAVE SUNG
FOR A THOUSAND YEARS
THE HILLS FILL MY HEART
WITH THE SOUND OF MUSIC
MY HEART WANTS TO SING EVERY SONG IT HEARS
MY HEAT WANTS TO BEAT LIKE TO THE TREES
MY HEAT WANTS TO SIGH LIKE ACHIME THAT FLIES
FROM A CHURCH ON A BREEZE
TO LAUGH LIKE A BROOK WHEN IT TRIPS AND FALLS
OVER STONES ON ITS WAY
TO SING THROUGH THE NIGHT
LIKE A LARK THAT IS LEARNING TO PRAY
I GO TO THE HILLS
WHEN MY HEART IS LONELY
I KNOW I WILL HEAR
WHAT I'VE HEAR BEFORE
MY HEAT WILL BE BLESSED
WITH THE SOUND OF MUSIC
AND I'LL SING ONCE MORE |
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