作词 : Judy Collins 作曲 : Judy Collins Ah then tell me Sean O'Farrell Tell me why you're hurrying so Hush my boy oh hush and listen And his eyes were all aglow I bear orders from the captain Get you ready quick and soon For the pikes must be together At the rising of the moon Ah then tell me Sean O'Farrell Where the gatherin' is to be In the old spot by the river Right well known to you and me One thing more for signal token Whistle up the marchin' tune With your sword upon your shoulder At the rising of the moon Rumors passed along the valley Like a banshee's lonely croon And a thousand blades were flashin' At the rising of the moon All along the singing river That dark mass of men were seen Far above their shining weapons Hung their own immortal green Death to every foe and traitor Foreign strike the marchin' tune And hurrah me boys for Ireland Tis the rising of the moon Well, they fought for poor old Ireland And full bitter was their fate Oh what glorious pride and sorrow Fill the name of ninety-eight Yet thank God while hearts are beating Foreign manhood's burnin' noon We shall follow in their footsteps At the rising of the moon Death to every foe and traitor Foreign, strike the marchin' tune And hurrah me boys for freedom Tis the rising Tis the rising of the moon
[00:00.000] 作词 : Judy Collins [00:01.000] 作曲 : Judy Collins [00:04.928]Ah then tell me Sean O'Farrell [00:06.804]Tell me why you're hurrying so [00:09.937]Hush my boy oh hush and listen [00:14.320]And his eyes were all aglow [00:22.071]I bear orders from the captain [00:27.687]Get you ready quick and soon [00:33.394]For the pikes must be together [00:39.121]At the rising of the moon [00:48.316]Ah then tell me Sean O'Farrell [00:50.216]Where the gatherin' is to be [00:53.516]In the old spot by the river [00:55.816]Right well known to you and me [01:04.183]One thing more for signal token [01:09.849]Whistle up the marchin' tune [01:15.632]With your sword upon your shoulder [01:21.206]At the rising of the moon [01:27.388]Rumors passed along the valley [01:30.305]Like a banshee's lonely croon [01:34.138]And a thousand blades were flashin' [01:38.590]At the rising of the moon [01:44.873]All along the singing river [01:50.607]That dark mass of men were seen [01:55.891]Far above their shining weapons [02:01.724]Hung their own immortal green [02:08.056]Death to every foe and traitor [02:14.088]Foreign strike the marchin' tune [02:20.240]And hurrah me boys for Ireland [02:26.490]Tis the rising of the moon [02:37.941]Well, they fought for poor old Ireland [02:45.758]And full bitter was their fate [02:51.758]Oh what glorious pride and sorrow [02:59.157]Fill the name of ninety-eight [03:06.873]Yet thank God while hearts are beating [03:13.578]Foreign manhood's burnin' noon [03:19.774]We shall follow in their footsteps [03:26.691]At the rising of the moon [03:33.174]Death to every foe and traitor [03:39.640]Foreign, strike the marchin' tune [03:45.507]And hurrah me boys for freedom [03:51.973]Tis the rising [03:54.591]Tis the rising of the moon
