[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com [00:00.02]Sarah Brightman - Dear Harp of My Country! [00:06.85]Dear harp of my country in darkness I found thee [00:13.47]The cold chain of silence had hung o'er thee long [00:20.97]When proudly my own Island harp I unbound thee [00:28.53]And gave all thy chords to light freedom and song [00:36.09]The warm lay of love and the light tone of gladness [00:43.81]Have waken'd thy fondest thy liveliest thrill [00:51.94]But so oft has thou echo'd the deep sigh of sadness [00:59.47]That e'en in thy mirth it will steal from thee still [01:12.16]Dear harp of my country farewell to thy numbers [01:18.83]This sweet wreath of song is the last we shall twine [01:26.15]Go sleep with the sunshine of Fame on thy slumbers [01:33.40]Till touch'd by some hand less unworthy than mine [01:41.24]If the pulse of the patriot soldieror lover [01:48.95]Have throbb'd at our lay 'tis thy glory alone [01:57.37]I was but as the wind passing heedlessly over [02:04.75]And all the wild sweetness I waked was thy own
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:00.02]Sarah Brightman - Dear Harp of My Country!
[00:06.85]Dear harp of my country in darkness I found thee
[00:13.47]The cold chain of silence had hung o'er thee long
[00:20.97]When proudly my own Island harp I unbound thee
[00:28.53]And gave all thy chords to light freedom and song
[00:36.09]The warm lay of love and the light tone of gladness
[00:43.81]Have waken'd thy fondest thy liveliest thrill
[00:51.94]But so oft has thou echo'd the deep sigh of sadness
[00:59.47]That e'en in thy mirth it will steal from thee still
[01:12.16]Dear harp of my country farewell to thy numbers
[01:18.83]This sweet wreath of song is the last we shall twine
[01:26.15]Go sleep with the sunshine of Fame on thy slumbers
[01:33.40]Till touch'd by some hand less unworthy than mine
[01:41.24]If the pulse of the patriot soldieror lover
[01:48.95]Have throbb'd at our lay 'tis thy glory alone
[01:57.37]I was but as the wind passing heedlessly over
[02:04.75]And all the wild sweetness I waked was thy own