Fairport Convention《Red And Gold》[MP3_LRC]

[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com  [00:04.34]Through Cropredy the in Cherwell Oxfordshire takes it's course [00:08.59]And the willows weep into it's waters clear [00:13.31]Oh my name it is Will Tims and it's here that I was born [00:18.47]And raised in faith my King and God to fear [00:23.28]In 1644 the King in Oxford Town did do well [00:28.01]Though we'd heard that Cromwell's army was closeby [00:32.94]It did not occur to me that little Cropredy [00:38.03]Could be witness to the meeting of both sides [00:43.13]On June the 29th that year I was about my work [00:47.58]I was cutting hedges somewhere from the stream [00:52.42]And my blade slipped I cut my hand [00:55.44]And my own dear blood did flow [00:58.13]Upon the brown earth and the corn still green [01:03.05]Now it did distress me so to watch my own blood flow [01:07.92]And quickly soak into the greedy ground [01:12.70]In red and gold my colours swam [01:15.39]And sweat broke on my brow [01:18.00]And faint I knew that I must lay me down [01:23.31]For red and Gold are royal colours [01:28.92]Pleasant colours are green and brown [01:34.12]Green is the corn in the brown earth when it's growing [01:42.78]Red and gold when the harvest is cut down [01:48.92]First I thought the thundering was just inside my head [01:53.47]And I raised myself above the hedge to see [01:58.62]And I watched as in a dream [02:01.10]As the armies fought downstream [02:03.82]The Battle for the Bridge at Cropredy [02:09.04]Now the King's men fought in red and gold though [02:12.11]Cromwell's men were plainer [02:13.76]The blood they spilled was coloured just the same [02:18.83]Through the hedgerow's fragile cover I saw brother [02:22.55]Killing brother [02:23.78]And all of this was done in Jesus' name [02:29.17]Red and Gold are royal colours [02:34.52]Pleasant colours are green and brown [02:39.34]Green is the corn in the brown earth when it's growing [02:48.34]Red and gold when the harvest is cut down [02:57.18]All that day and all the next the battle it was raging [03:01.58]Though when darkness came I slipped away [03:06.86]But the crying of the dying kept me wakeful and just lying [03:11.34]In my bed until the dawning of the day [03:16.48]And the dreams I had were red and gold [03:21.90]And the little stream became a flood [03:27.17]From all my brothers killing one another [03:36.50]Till waking I realized it was all my own dear blood [04:06.26]Some were buried in the church [04:08.82]And some just where they fell [04:11.08]With no markers to declare their place of rest [04:16.09]But the poppies they do grow [04:18.59]Where they were never sown [04:21.05]To my mind they do declare it best [04:27.07]Each year when the green corn [04:28.95]Once again turns into gold [04:31.23]And the poppies in the field again remind me [04:36.19]Like the scar upon my hand [04:38.67]And the blood on this land [04:41.38]And the hungry earth so eager to confine me [04:47.08]For red and gold they are the colours [04:52.30]One is blood and one is power [04:56.65]Though I may find my rest in Cropredy Church [05:05.60]In golden fields forever will spring the poppy flower [05:14.98]By Cropredy the Cherwell is still bidden to keep flowing [05:19.65]And the willows by side still it's gently weep [05:24.95]But still in restless dreams by this most peaceful stream [05:30.26]The poppies do disturb my rightful sleep [05:35.20]And the dreams I have are red and gold [05:40.84]And the little stream becomes a flood [05:46.05]From all my brothers killing one another [05:55.87]Till waking I realize it's all my own dear blood [06:10.51]I may one day rest in Cropredy Church [06:19.04]In golden fields forever will bloom the poppy flower