[00:00.00] 作词 : Michael McGovern/Lewis Archibald
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Michael McGovern/Lewis Archibald
[00:21.93]I can see the flowers
[00:24.39]on the hill where no one goes.
[00:29.22]Silent on the mountain, rocks of old
[00:36.48]and here she’s been for many years,
[00:39.84]and many she will stay.
[00:43.83]Beneath her flying sky,
[00:46.47]the Isle of May.
[00:54.99]The birds fly on and on
[00:57.63]beneath a weary sky of grey.
[01:02.64]The pilgrims left their mark
[01:05.34]upon the brae,
[01:09.63]though their ancient dreams
[01:11.76]have long since past,
[01:13.65]we remember them today.
[01:17.43]Beneath her flying sky,
[01:20.10]the Isle of May.
[01:24.90]Sit on the rocks,
[01:26.82]the waterfront docks,
[01:28.92]breathe in the sound
[01:30.42]that calls all around you
[01:32.67]and know you are alone.
[01:40.29]Rain on your skin,
[01:41.94]it washes the sin
[01:43.62]from tumbling cloud,
[01:45.72]no soul to be found
[01:47.76]in the song of a sparrow's call.
[01:55.41]The boat will come at noon
[01:57.99]and it will take us from this shore.
[02:02.82]The island left behind forevermore,
[02:10.14]and on the rocks,
[02:11.82]where time has stopped,
[02:13.68]we’ll sing again someday.
[02:17.61]Beneath her sunken sky,
[02:20.46]the Isle of May.
[02:28.14]Sail from;
[02:31.35]This hired land
[02:35.34]Sail from;
[02:37.62]This tested command
[02:43.26]And there you shall stay
[03:15.42]‘Neath the solemn and flying sky
[03:47.55]on the Isle of May.

作词 : Michael McGovern/Lewis Archibald
作曲 : Michael McGovern/Lewis Archibald
I can see the flowers
on the hill where no one goes.
Silent on the mountain, rocks of old
and here she’s been for many years,
and many she will stay.
Beneath her flying sky,
the Isle of May.
The birds fly on and on
beneath a weary sky of grey.
The pilgrims left their mark
upon the brae,
though their ancient dreams
have long since past,
we remember them today.
Beneath her flying sky,
the Isle of May.
Sit on the rocks,
the waterfront docks,
breathe in the sound
that calls all around you
and know you are alone.
Rain on your skin,
it washes the sin
from tumbling cloud,
no soul to be found
in the song of a sparrow's call.
The boat will come at noon
and it will take us from this shore.
The island left behind forevermore,
and on the rocks,
where time has stopped,
we’ll sing again someday.
Beneath her sunken sky,
the Isle of May.
Sail from;
This hired land
Sail from;
This tested command
And there you shall stay
‘Neath the solemn and flying sky
on the Isle of May.