And the sun goes over the woods
There was a sister and her brother
Who loved one another
Sister, we'll gang tae the broom
O sister I would lay thee doon
Brother, alas, would you do so
To my death I would sooner go
And the folk they talk together
That the lass is with bairn to her brother
O brother you have done me ill
And we will both burn on yonder hill
You go to my father's stable
And take twa horses stout and able
She's up on the white horse, he's on the black
With his yew tree bow slung fast to his back
They had not rode a mile but one
When her pains they did come on
I would give all my father's land
For a good midwife at my command
You go to yon hill so high
And take your bow, arrows and good eye
When you hear my loud, loud cry
Bend your bow and let me die
When he heard her loud, loud cry
He bent his bow and let her die
When he came to her side
The babe was born and the lady died
Then he took his young, young son
And borne him to a milk woman
He's given himself a wound for sure
He won't gang tae the broom no more
0 mother I have lost my knife
I loved it better than my life
But I have lost a better thing
The bonnie sheath my knife was in
And the sun goes over the woods
🎵 LRC歌词版本
And the sun goes over the woods
There was a sister and her brother
Who loved one another
Sister, we'll gang tae the broom
O sister I would lay thee doon
Brother, alas, would you do so
To my death I would sooner go
And the folk they talk together
That the lass is with bairn to her brother
O brother you have done me ill
And we will both burn on yonder hill
You go to my father's stable
And take twa horses stout and able
She's up on the white horse, he's on the black
With his yew tree bow slung fast to his back
They had not rode a mile but one
When her pains they did come on
I would give all my father's land
For a good midwife at my command
You go to yon hill so high
And take your bow, arrows and good eye
When you hear my loud, loud cry
Bend your bow and let me die
When he heard her loud, loud cry
He bent his bow and let her die
When he came to her side
The babe was born and the lady died
Then he took his young, young son
And borne him to a milk woman
He's given himself a wound for sure
He won't gang tae the broom no more
0 mother I have lost my knife
I loved it better than my life
But I have lost a better thing
The bonnie sheath my knife was in
And the sun goes over the woods
📝 纯歌词版本
And the sun goes over the woods
There was a sister and her brother
Who loved one another
Sister, we'll gang tae the broom
O sister I would lay thee doon
Brother, alas, would you do so
To my death I would sooner go
And the folk they talk together
That the lass is with bairn to her brother
O brother you have done me ill
And we will both burn on yonder hill
You go to my father's stable
And take twa horses stout and able
She's up on the white horse, he's on the black
With his yew tree bow slung fast to his back
They had not rode a mile but one
When her pains they did come on
I would give all my father's land
For a good midwife at my command
You go to yon hill so high
And take your bow, arrows and good eye
When you hear my loud, loud cry
Bend your bow and let me die
When he heard her loud, loud cry
He bent his bow and let her die
When he came to her side
The babe was born and the lady died
Then he took his young, young son
And borne him to a milk woman
He's given himself a wound for sure
He won't gang tae the broom no more
0 mother I have lost my knife
I loved it better than my life
But I have lost a better thing
The bonnie sheath my knife was in
And the sun goes over the woods
🎵 LRC歌词版本
And the sun goes over the woods
There was a sister and her brother
Who loved one another
Sister, we'll gang tae the broom
O sister I would lay thee doon
Brother, alas, would you do so
To my death I would sooner go
And the folk they talk together
That the lass is with bairn to her brother
O brother you have done me ill
And we will both burn on yonder hill
You go to my father's stable
And take twa horses stout and able
She's up on the white horse, he's on the black
With his yew tree bow slung fast to his back
They had not rode a mile but one
When her pains they did come on
I would give all my father's land
For a good midwife at my command
You go to yon hill so high
And take your bow, arrows and good eye
When you hear my loud, loud cry
Bend your bow and let me die
When he heard her loud, loud cry
He bent his bow and let her die
When he came to her side
The babe was born and the lady died
Then he took his young, young son
And borne him to a milk woman
He's given himself a wound for sure
He won't gang tae the broom no more
0 mother I have lost my knife
I loved it better than my life
But I have lost a better thing
The bonnie sheath my knife was in
And the sun goes over the woods
We hung upon a hook, cut me to the bone
Froze me with a kiss, laid upon your throne
In the abattoirs of love
In the abattoirs of love
You're in the se...
With eyes of sunlight, like burning sand
Went to the west, rode to the east
Heard of life and honour, looked into the eyes of the beast
Stood in a cit...
I wait here by the coast, in the company of ghosts
I sit and watch the world go by, sometimes I just sit and cry
Just another English murder, a poster...
I wait here by the coast, in the company of ghosts
I sit and watch the world go by, sometimes I just sit and cry
Just another English murder, a poster...
Gold is king, and the wind blows misery
Gold is king, and the wind blows usury
A falling leaf from a poisoned tree
A fetid river flows into an empty s...
And for our crimes there'll be damnation
The blood of the past, it does bathe us
The fingers point to blame and claim us
And without love we are lost
...
Run laughing towards the serpent's jaws, where England meets the sea
Breathe in the old dreams of the dead that travel on the winds
A taste of salt, o...
In the garden by the wall
Something moved and someone called
Why is it hollow beneath the stones?
Why is Mother crying on her own?
An English garden i...
And the sun goes over the woods
There was a sister and her brother
Who loved one another
Sister, we'll gang tae the broom
O sister I would lay thee do...