LRC歌词
[ti:To Hell Or To Connaught]
[ar:Cruachan]
[al:The Middle Kingdom]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.00]To Hell or to Connaught - Bonus Track - Cruachan
[00:37.58]We fled for our lives on a winter's eve
[00:40.15]Cold but unheeded
[00:41.99]We left with speed
[00:44.84]
[00:47.98]The roundheads they had come this night
[00:50.65]Our gallant people
[00:52.64]But blood in sight
[00:58.71]If we were to barter for our lives
[01:02.43]
[01:03.15]We would wind up dead
[01:06.14]
[01:09.53]This is the land where I was born and bred
[01:12.40]Am I a coward to avoid being dead
[01:18.92]
[02:45.34]These are the words of our forefathers
[02:48.30]Long ago in a time of fear
[02:52.63]
[02:55.91]They say what giveth returns time thee
[02:58.45]Now in this age we will wait and see
[03:05.29]
[03:06.60]Condemn what you will in this war of worlds
[03:09.34]Shout if you want amid peaceful slurs
[03:14.99]
[03:17.24]But how do you stop a charging bull
[03:19.76]With horns of steel and a desire to cull
[ar:Cruachan]
[al:The Middle Kingdom]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.00]To Hell or to Connaught - Bonus Track - Cruachan
[00:37.58]We fled for our lives on a winter's eve
[00:40.15]Cold but unheeded
[00:41.99]We left with speed
[00:44.84]
[00:47.98]The roundheads they had come this night
[00:50.65]Our gallant people
[00:52.64]But blood in sight
[00:58.71]If we were to barter for our lives
[01:02.43]
[01:03.15]We would wind up dead
[01:06.14]
[01:09.53]This is the land where I was born and bred
[01:12.40]Am I a coward to avoid being dead
[01:18.92]
[02:45.34]These are the words of our forefathers
[02:48.30]Long ago in a time of fear
[02:52.63]
[02:55.91]They say what giveth returns time thee
[02:58.45]Now in this age we will wait and see
[03:05.29]
[03:06.60]Condemn what you will in this war of worlds
[03:09.34]Shout if you want amid peaceful slurs
[03:14.99]
[03:17.24]But how do you stop a charging bull
[03:19.76]With horns of steel and a desire to cull
文本歌词
To Hell or to Connaught - Bonus Track - Cruachan
We fled for our lives on a winter's eve
Cold but unheeded
We left with speed
The roundheads they had come this night
Our gallant people
But blood in sight
If we were to barter for our lives
We would wind up dead
This is the land where I was born and bred
Am I a coward to avoid being dead
These are the words of our forefathers
Long ago in a time of fear
They say what giveth returns time thee
Now in this age we will wait and see
Condemn what you will in this war of worlds
Shout if you want amid peaceful slurs
But how do you stop a charging bull
With horns of steel and a desire to cull
