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For Ireland I'd Not Tell Her Name - Wolfe Tones.lrc

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[00:18.608]Last eve as I wandered quiet near
[00:25.610]To the border's of my little farm
[00:33.355]A beautiful maiden appeared
[00:40.625]Whose loveliness caused my heart's harm
[00:47.366]
[00:55.300]By her daring and love smitten sour
[01:02.803]And the words from her sweet lips that came
[01:10.048]To meet her I raced the field o'er
[01:17.051]But for Ireland I'd not tell her name
[01:18.034]
[01:25.048]If this beauty but my words would heed
[01:32.543]The words that I speak would be true
[01:40.976]I'd help her in every need
[01:42.486]And indeed all her work I would do
[01:45.233]
[01:47.228]To win one fond kiss from my love
[01:54.492]I'd read her romances of fame
[02:01.478]Her champion I daily would prove
[02:08.978]But for Ireland I'd not tell her name
[02:16.221]
[02:31.482]There's a beautiful stately young maid
[02:38.726]At the nearing of my little farm
[02:46.222]She's welcoming kind unafraid
[02:53.223]Her smile is both childlike and warm
[03:00.472]
[03:01.222]Her gold hair in masses that grows
[03:07.969]Like amber and sheen is that same
[03:15.473]And the bloom in her cheeks like the rose
[03:22.723]But for Ireland I'd not tell her name
文本歌词
Last eve as I wandered quiet near
To the border's of my little farm
A beautiful maiden appeared
Whose loveliness caused my heart's harm
By her daring and love smitten sour
And the words from her sweet lips that came
To meet her I raced the field o'er
But for Ireland I'd not tell her name
If this beauty but my words would heed
The words that I speak would be true
I'd help her in every need
And indeed all her work I would do
To win one fond kiss from my love
I'd read her romances of fame
Her champion I daily would prove
But for Ireland I'd not tell her name
There's a beautiful stately young maid
At the nearing of my little farm
She's welcoming kind unafraid
Her smile is both childlike and warm
Her gold hair in masses that grows
Like amber and sheen is that same
And the bloom in her cheeks like the rose
But for Ireland I'd not tell her name