The Call of Erin / September 1913 / The Musical Priest

歌名	The Call of Erin / September 1913 / The Musical Priest
歌手	Derek Warfield
歌手	The Young Wolfe Tones
专辑	Call of Erin, Vol. 1

原歌词

[00:00.000]	作曲 : Damaris Woods
[00:06.541]	What need you be in competent sense
[00:08.551]	But fumble in a greasy till
[00:11.095]	And add the half-pence to the pence
[00:13.903]	And prayer to shivering prayer until
[00:16.670]	You've dried the marrow from the bone
[00:18.929]	For men were born to pray and save
[00:21.195]	Romantic Ireland's dead and gone
[00:23.953]	'Tis with O'Leary, in the grave
[00:27.215]	Yet they were of a different kind
[00:29.473]	In aims that stilled your childish play
[00:32.234]	Have gone about the warlike wind
[00:34.742]	What little time they had to pray
[00:36.753]	For whom the hangman's rope was spun
[00:39.310]	For what, God help us, could they save?
[00:42.072]	Romantic Ireland's dead and gone
[00:44.331]	'Tis with O'Leary, in the grave
[00:47.086]	Was it for this, the wild geese spread
[00:49.672]	Their gray ring upon every tide?
[00:51.929]	For this, that all the blood was shed?
[00:54.706]	For this, Edward FitzGerald died
[00:57.466]	And Robert Emmet and Wolfe Tone
[00:59.732]	Or that delirium of the brave
[01:01.991]	Romantic Ireland's dead and gone
[01:04.250]	'Tis with O'Leary, in the grave
[01:07.555]	Yet would be told thy years again
[01:10.064]	And call those exiles as they were
[01:12.575]	In all their loneliness and pain
[01:15.377]	You'd cry some woman's yellow hair
[01:17.887]	Had maddened every woman's son
[01:19.893]	They weighed so lightly what they gave
[01:22.402]	But let them be, they're dead and gone
[01:25.424]	They're with O'Leary, in the grave
[01:30.445]	She is calling, calling calling
[01:32.704]	In the wind and o'er the tide
[01:34.962]	We are children, hear our voices
[01:37.274]	Call us ever to her side
[01:39.532]	She is calling, calling, calling
[01:41.791]	In the storm and in the gaol
[01:44.069]	We are children, hear our voices
[01:47.595]	As we homeward safely sail
[01:53.195]	With the engine need is throbbing
[01:55.498]	And the wind upon the stern
[01:59.516]	Little rightly of the distance
[02:01.849]	That divides us now from Erin
[02:05.361]	Go, we hear our voices calling
[02:07.619]	Sweeping past us on the west
[02:09.880]	Calling home to her dear children
[02:12.194]	She once nourished on her breast
[02:15.453]	She is calling, calling calling
[02:17.761]	In the wind and o'er the tide
[02:20.035]	We are children, hear our voices
[02:22.575]	Call us ever to her side
[02:24.583]	She is calling, calling, calling
[02:26.879]	In the storm and in the gaol
[02:29.141]	We are children, hear our voices
[02:32.493]	As we homeward safely sail
[02:38.575]	Oh, ye waters bear us homeward
[02:40.581]	And ye winds your task will fill
[02:44.862]	Till our Irish eyes will feast on Irish veils and Irish hills
[02:50.380]	Till we tread our Irish cities
[02:52.638]	See the glory and the shame
[02:54.897]	And our eyes, like skies of Erin
[02:57.154]	Through our smiles shed tears of pain
[03:00.722]	She is calling, calling calling
[03:02.981]	In the wind and o'er the tide
[03:05.237]	We are children, hear our voices
[03:07.495]	Call us ever to her side
[03:09.816]	She is calling, calling, calling
[03:12.073]	In the storm and in the gaol
[03:14.330]	We are children, hear our voices
[03:17.594]	As we homeward safely sail
[03:47.773]	Glorious is the land we're leaving
[03:49.798]	And its pride shall go to nears
[03:54.063]	And the land that calls us homeward
[03:56.070]	But can share with us her tears
[03:59.581]	Yet our heart will call in vain
[04:01.841]	Needless doth the wealth-man crave
[04:04.111]	Turn it home to share her soul
[04:06.371]	Where she weeps is I will rave
[04:09.910]	She is calling, calling calling
[04:11.917]	In the wind and o'er the tide
[04:14.478]	We are children, hear our voices
[04:16.735]	Call us ever to her side
[04:18.993]	She is calling, calling, calling
[04:21.250]	In the storm and in the gaol
[04:23.509]	We are children, hear our voices
[04:28.028]	As we homeward safely sail

歌词翻译

[00:06.541]	“清醒”的你，还有何欲何求？
[00:08.551]	只会在油腻的收银机里摸索营谋，
[00:11.095]	把半便士凑成一便士，
[00:13.903]	在颤抖的祈祷中虚耗春秋，
[00:16.670]	直到骨髓干枯，心如荒丘。
[00:18.929]	“既然”世人降生只为攒钱与祈求。
[00:21.195]	浪漫的爱尔兰已经逝去，
[00:23.953]	它随奥利里长眠在墓穴深处。
[00:27.215]	然而他们本是另一种灵魂，
[00:29.473]	其志向曾惊醒你儿时的童真。
[00:32.234]	他们如狂风卷入战火的烟尘，
[00:34.742]	哪有闲暇在祈祷中打转沉沦？
[00:36.753]	因为绞索已为他们织好。
[00:39.310]	上帝啊，他们还能积攒何物？
[00:42.072]	浪漫的爱尔兰已经逝去，
[00:44.331]	它随奥利里长眠在墓穴深处。
[00:47.086]	难道就是为了这，那些大雁群起，
[00:49.672]	在每一波潮水中投下灰色的印记？
[00:51.929]	难道为了这，才撒尽热血？
[00:54.706]	就为这，爱德华·菲茨杰拉德丧命，
[00:57.466]	还有罗伯特·埃米特和沃尔夫·托恩，
[00:59.732]	或那勇者的狂热梦境？
[01:01.991]	浪漫的爱尔兰已经逝去，
[01:04.250]	它随奥利里长眠在墓穴深处。
[01:07.555]	若能让岁月倒流，
[01:10.064]	唤回那些流亡英雄——
[01:12.575]	带着他们全部的孤寂与苦痛，
[01:15.377]	你定会哭诉某位女人的金发，
[01:17.887]	让这些母亲的孩子陷入了癫狂之中，
[01:19.893]	他们对自己的付出何等轻视，
[01:22.402]	就让他们安息吧，他们已逝去，
[01:25.424]	与奥利里一同长眠在墓穴深处。
[01:30.445]	她在呼唤，呼唤，呼唤，
[01:32.704]	在风中，在潮水上，
[01:34.962]	我们是她的孩子，听我们的声音——
[01:37.274]	永远呼唤我们回她的身旁。
[01:39.532]	她在呼唤，呼唤，呼唤，
[01:41.791]	在风暴里，在囚牢间，
[01:44.069]	我们是她的孩子，听我们的声音——
[01:47.595]	当我们平安驶回家乡。
[01:53.195]	引擎在轰鸣中跳动，
[01:55.498]	船尾的风在嘶吼，
[01:59.516]	那分割我们和爱尔兰的距离，
[02:01.849]	此时已微不足道。
[02:05.361]	走吧，听那声音在呼唤，
[02:07.619]	向西掠过我们身旁，
[02:09.880]	她在唤回亲爱的孩子们，
[02:12.194]	那曾由她哺育的怀抱依旧。
[02:15.453]	她在呼唤，呼唤，呼唤，
[02:17.761]	在风中，在潮水上，
[02:20.035]	我们是她的孩子，听我们的声音——
[02:22.575]	永远呼唤我们回她的身旁。
[02:24.583]	她在呼唤，呼唤，呼唤，
[02:26.879]	在风暴里，在囚牢间，
[02:29.141]	我们是她的孩子，听我们的声音——
[02:32.493]	当我们平安驶回家乡。
[02:38.575]	哦，万水载我们归乡，
[02:40.581]	长风助我们扬帆。
[02:44.862]	直到爱尔兰的双眼，饱览那爱尔兰的薄雾与群山。
[02:50.380]	直到我们踏入爱尔兰的城市，
[02:52.638]	目睹她的荣耀与屈辱，
[02:54.897]	我们的双眼，如爱尔兰的天空，
[02:57.154]	带着笑意，却泪湿斑斓。
[03:00.722]	她在呼唤，呼唤，呼唤，
[03:02.981]	在风中，在潮水上，
[03:05.237]	我们是她的孩子，听我们的声音——
[03:07.495]	永远呼唤我们回她的身旁。
[03:09.816]	她在呼唤，呼唤，呼唤
[03:12.073]	在风暴里，在囚牢间，
[03:14.330]	我们是她的孩子，听我们的声音——
[03:17.594]	当我们平安驶回家乡。
[03:47.773]	离别的土地虽有万丈光芒，
[03:49.798]	其骄傲终将随岁月枯黄。
[03:54.063]	唯有那唤我们归乡的热土，
[03:56.070]	能与我们共担泪水的忧伤。
[03:59.581]	纵使余心徒劳地呼唤，
[04:01.841]	纵使富人贪婪地守望。
[04:04.111]	且归家吧，去与她的灵魂共处，
[04:06.371]	在她哭泣的地方，我愿为之癫狂。
[04:09.910]	她在呼唤，呼唤，呼唤，
[04:11.917]	在风中，在潮水上，
[04:14.478]	我们是她的孩子，听我们的声音——
[04:16.735]	永远呼唤我们回她的身旁。
[04:18.993]	她在呼唤，呼唤，呼唤，
[04:21.250]	在风暴里，在囚牢间，
[04:23.509]	我们是她的孩子，听我们的声音——
[04:28.028]	当我们平安驶回家乡。