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作词 : Seumas MacManus |
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Softly now the burn is rushing |
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Every lark its song is hushing |
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On the moor thick rest is falling |
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Just one heather-blade is calling |
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Calling, calling, lonely, lonely |
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For my darling, for my only |
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Trotting home, my dearie, dearie |
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Wee black lamb comes, wearie, wearie |
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Here its soft feet pit-a-patting |
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Quickly o'er the flowery matting |
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See its brown-black eyes a-blinking |
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Of its bed it's surely thinking |
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The hens to roost wee Nora's shooing |
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Brindley in the byre is mooing |
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The tired-out cricket's quit its calling |
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Velvet sleep on all is falling |
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Lark and cow, and sheep and starling |
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Feel it kiss our white-haired darling |
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Lark and cow, and sheep and starling |
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Calling, calling, lonely, lonely |
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rest is falling, song is hushing |
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rest is falling, song is hushing |
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rest is falling |
