LRC歌词
She says “ready, on your mark,
I’ll race ye tae the brig ‘n back”
Well is it any wunner, my love?
She’s two steps up and one mile high, ‘n turns:
“are you feart o’ snaw in summer?”
And my love sings just like a lintie,
takes her song high above the trees,
through the glen and far across the water,
and she brings it back tae me
We raced alang the burn,
on the haughs and through the wids,
but now I cannae see my love
Is it her that I hear amang the purple buds
o’ that auld Rowan tree, can you see?
And my love sings just like a lintie,
sends her song high above the trees,
through the glen and far across the water
She’s singing tae the birds
She telt it tae the bees
She’s singing to be free
She’d better bring it back home tae me
Bring it, bring it back home
I’ll race ye tae the brig ‘n back”
Well is it any wunner, my love?
She’s two steps up and one mile high, ‘n turns:
“are you feart o’ snaw in summer?”
And my love sings just like a lintie,
takes her song high above the trees,
through the glen and far across the water,
and she brings it back tae me
We raced alang the burn,
on the haughs and through the wids,
but now I cannae see my love
Is it her that I hear amang the purple buds
o’ that auld Rowan tree, can you see?
And my love sings just like a lintie,
sends her song high above the trees,
through the glen and far across the water
She’s singing tae the birds
She telt it tae the bees
She’s singing to be free
She’d better bring it back home tae me
Bring it, bring it back home
文本歌词
She says “ready, on your mark, I’ll race ye tae the brig ‘n back”Well is it any wunner, my love?She’s two steps up and one mile high, ‘n turns:“are you feart o’ snaw in summer?”And my love sings just like a lintie,takes her song high above the trees,through the glen and far across the water,and she brings it back tae meWe raced alang the burn, on the haughs and through the wids,but now I cannae see my loveIs it her that I hear amang the purple buds o’ that auld Rowan tree, can you see?And my love sings just like a lintie,sends her song high above the trees,through the glen and far across the waterShe’s singing tae the birdsShe telt it tae the beesShe’s singing to be freeShe’d better bring it back home tae meBring it, bring it back home
