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[ti:On Raglan Road]
[ar:The Dubliners]
[al:In Bruges (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)]
[by:]
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[00:00.00]On Raglan Road - The Dubliners
[00:02.61]On Raglan road on an autumn day
[00:11.82]I saw her first and knew
[00:19.43]That her dark hair would weave a snare
[00:28.47]That I might one day rue
[00:35.76]I saw the danger and I passed
[00:43.94]Along the enchanted way
[00:50.69]And I said let grief be a falling leaf
[00:58.34]At the dawning of the day
[01:07.47]On Grafton street in November
[01:14.70]We tripped lightly along the ledge
[01:22.49]Of a deep ravine where can be seen
[01:29.56]The worth of passions pledged
[01:36.11]The queen of hearts still making tarts
[01:42.89]And I not making hay
[01:49.78]Oh I loved too much and by such by such
[01:57.76]Is happiness thrown away
[02:06.13]I gave her gifts of the mind
[02:11.82]I gave her the secret sign
[02:21.01]That's known to the artists who have known
[02:28.38]The true gods of sound and stone
[02:35.33]And word and tint way the stint
[02:42.44]I gave her poems to say
[02:49.17]With her own name there and her own dark hair
[02:57.53]Like clouds over fields of May
[03:06.25]On a quiet street where old ghosts meet
[03:13.72]I see her walking now
[03:21.47]Away from me so hurriedly
[03:28.86]My reason must allow
[03:36.06]That I had loved not as I should
[03:43.69]A creature made of clay
[03:49.87]When the angel woos the clay
[03:56.07]He'll lose his wings at the dawn of day

文本歌词


On Raglan Road - The Dubliners
On Raglan road on an autumn day
I saw her first and knew
That her dark hair would weave a snare
That I might one day rue
I saw the danger and I passed
Along the enchanted way
And I said let grief be a falling leaf
At the dawning of the day
On Grafton street in November
We tripped lightly along the ledge
Of a deep ravine where can be seen
The worth of passions pledged
The queen of hearts still making tarts
And I not making hay
Oh I loved too much and by such by such
Is happiness thrown away
I gave her gifts of the mind
I gave her the secret sign
That's known to the artists who have known
The true gods of sound and stone
And word and tint way the stint
I gave her poems to say
With her own name there and her own dark hair
Like clouds over fields of May
On a quiet street where old ghosts meet
I see her walking now
Away from me so hurriedly
My reason must allow
That I had loved not as I should
A creature made of clay
When the angel woos the clay
He'll lose his wings at the dawn of day

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