[00:00.00] 作曲 : Neil Carter
[00:35.64]They looked out from the
[00:36.15]Fortress on the hill
[00:37.68]There came a single warrior
[00:49.02]Returning from the kill
[00:49.53]The spoils of war hung
[00:49.98]From his horses mane
[00:53.82]The bloody heads of enemies
[01:00.33]That he had freshly slayed
[01:00.96]They saw the face
[01:01.83]The eyes so sullen
[01:04.17]Could only be the
[01:04.80]Young CÇ
[01:05.01]Chullain Thunder rising
[01:05.49]Thunder rising
[01:05.85]Thunder rising
[01:06.21]Early in the morning
[01:06.63]Cities burning
[01:25.89]The world keeps turning
[01:26.55]Thunder rising
[01:26.88]Early in the morning
[01:36.78]The son of
[01:36.99]Lugh MacEithleen knew no fear
[01:39.75]For just one blow at any foe
[01:41.25]To tell his end was near
[01:47.85]So many tried to mock this
[01:51.45]Celtic son
[01:52.95]They taunted and they teased him till
[01:55.77]He slayed them one by one
[01:56.28]And so they came
[01:56.58]And so they've fallen at the hands of
[01:57.27]Young C Chullain
[01:57.57]Thunder rising
[01:59.76]Thunder rising
[02:00.09]Thunder rising
[02:00.42]Early in the morning
[02:00.84]Cities burning
[02:04.14]The world keeps turning
[02:04.65]Thunder rising
[02:05.01]Early in the morning
[02:05.43]Long ago the legend has it
[02:43.35]How the mighty
[02:43.59]Ulster men
[02:46.41]Battled with the
[02:46.89]King Of Connacht
[02:47.22]Fighting to the bitter end
[02:52.95]No one knew what foolish reason
[02:56.07]Caused this skirmish to begin
[02:57.12]Was it treachery or treason
[02:59.61]Or just the idle threats of drunken men?
[03:00.66]Thunder rising
[03:00.99]Thunder rising
[03:01.32]Thunder rising
[03:01.65]Early in the morning
[03:02.07]Cities burning
[04:33.99]The world keeps turning
[04:34.53]Thunder rising
[04:37.53]Early in the morning
[04:50.19]Thunder rising
[04:50.52]Thunder rising
[04:50.85]Thunder rising
[04:51.18]Early in the morning
[04:51.60]Young men are dying
[04:51.96]The widows are crying
[04:52.38]Thunder rising
[04:52.71]Early in the morning

作曲 : Neil Carter
They looked out from the
Fortress on the hill
There came a single warrior
Returning from the kill
The spoils of war hung
From his horses mane
The bloody heads of enemies
That he had freshly slayed
They saw the face
The eyes so sullen
Could only be the
Young CÇ
Chullain Thunder rising
Thunder rising
Thunder rising
Early in the morning
Cities burning
The world keeps turning
Thunder rising
Early in the morning
The son of
Lugh MacEithleen knew no fear
For just one blow at any foe
To tell his end was near
So many tried to mock this
Celtic son
They taunted and they teased him till
He slayed them one by one
And so they came
And so they've fallen at the hands of
Young C Chullain
Thunder rising
Thunder rising
Thunder rising
Early in the morning
Cities burning
The world keeps turning
Thunder rising
Early in the morning
Long ago the legend has it
How the mighty
Ulster men
Battled with the
King Of Connacht
Fighting to the bitter end
No one knew what foolish reason
Caused this skirmish to begin
Was it treachery or treason
Or just the idle threats of drunken men?
Thunder rising
Thunder rising
Thunder rising
Early in the morning
Cities burning
The world keeps turning
Thunder rising
Early in the morning
Thunder rising
Thunder rising
Thunder rising
Early in the morning
Young men are dying
The widows are crying
Thunder rising
Early in the morning