the gem of the roe
演唱:Cara Dillon
In a land of O’Cahan where bleak mountains rise
O’er those brown ridgy tops now the dusky clouds fly
Deep sunk in a valley a wild flower did grow
And her name was Finvola, the Gem of the Roe
For the Isles of Abunde appeared to out view
A youth clad in tartan, it’s strange but it’s true
With a star on his breast and unstrung was his bow
And he sighed for Finvola the Gem of the Roe
The Gem of the Roe, the Gem of the Roe
And he sighed for Finvola
The Gem of the Roe
To the grey shores of Alba his bride he did bear
But short were the fond years these lovers did share
For thrice on the hillside the Banshee cried low
Twas the death of Finvola the Gem of the Roe
The Gem of the Roe, the Gem of the Roe
Twas the death of Finvola
The Gem of the Roe
No more up the streamlet her maidens will hie
For wan the pale cheek and bedimmed the blue eye
In silent affliction our sorrows will flow
Since gone is Finvola the Gem of the Roe
编辑于2008/05/24更新

The Gem Of The Roe歌词

Cara Dillon[卡兰·迪伦]

简介： Cara Dillon（卡拉·狄龙/卡兰·迪伦），北爱尔兰民谣歌手，英国国籍，天主教徒，1975年7月21日出生于北爱尔兰Londonderry（伦敦德里）（北爱尔兰西北部一自治社区，位于贝

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[00:00.00]the gem of the roe
[00:00.01]演唱:Cara Dillon
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[00:00.03]In a land of O’Cahan where bleak mountains rise
[00:10.52]O’er those brown ridgy tops now the dusky clouds fly
[00:19.25]Deep sunk in a valley a wild flower did grow
[00:28.20]And her name was Finvola, the Gem of the Roe
[00:37.06]For the Isles of Abunde appeared to out view
[00:44.51]A youth clad in tartan, it’s strange but it’s true
[00:51.42]With a star on his breast and unstrung was his bow
[00:59.66]And he sighed for Finvola the Gem of the Roe
[01:07.23]The Gem of the Roe, the Gem of the Roe
[01:15.05]And he sighed for Finvola
[01:19.17]The Gem of the Roe
[01:23.94]To the grey shores of Alba his bride he did bear
[01:31.26]But short were the fond years these lovers did share
[01:37.83]For thrice on the hillside the Banshee cried low
[01:46.09]Twas the death of Finvola the Gem of the Roe
[01:53.57]The Gem of the Roe, the Gem of the Roe
[02:01.72]Twas the death of Finvola
[02:05.70]The Gem of the Roe
[02:10.59]No more up the streamlet her maidens will hie
[02:19.07]For wan the pale cheek and bedimmed the blue eye
[02:27.64]In silent affliction our sorrows will flow
[02:36.50]Since gone is Finvola the Gem of the Roe
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