[ti:the lady of shalott]
[ar:loreena]
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Loreena McKennitt
[00:01.00] 作词 : Alfred Tennyson
[00:41.510]On either side of the river lie
[00:45.210]Long fields of barley and of rye,
[00:49.100]That clothe the world and meet the sky;
[00:53.110]And thro' the field the road run by
[00:56.490]To many-towered Camelot;
[01:01.270]And up and down the people go,
[01:04.560]Gazing where the lilies blow
[01:08.840]Round an island there below,（The island of Shalott）
[01:17.250]Only reapers, reaping early,
[01:20.890]In among the bearded barley
[01:24.070]Hear a song that echoes cheerly
[01:28.200]From the river winding clearly
[01:31.980]Flowing down to tower'd Camelot;
[01:36.260]And by the moon the reaper weary,
[01:40.000]Piling sheaves in uplands airy,
[01:43.830]Listening, whispers "'tis the fairy（The Lady of Shalott.）
[02:07.620]There she weaves by night and day
[02:11.270]A magic web with colours gay,
[02:14.770]She has heard a whisper say,
[02:18.560]A curse is on her if he stay
[02:21.590]To look down to Camelot.
[02:26.060]She knows not what the curse may be,
[02:29.860]And so she weaveth steadily,
[02:33.640]And little other care hath she,
[02:36.780]The Lady of Shalott.
[02:41.980]A bow-shot from her bower-eaves,
[02:45.760]He rode between the barley sheaves,
[02:49.590]The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves,
[02:53.670]And flamed upon the brazen greaves
[02:57.260]Of bold Sir Lancelot.
[03:01.890]A red-cross knight for ever kneel'd
[03:05.670]To a lady in his shield,
[03:09.110]That sparkled on the yellow field,
[03:12.540]Beside remote Shalott.
[03:17.260]She left the web, she left the loom,
[03:21.150]She made three paces taro' the room,
[03:24.960]She saw the water-lily bloom,
[03:29.000]She saw the helmet and the plume,
[03:32.350]She looked down to Camelot.
[03:36.730]Out flew the web and floated wide;
[03:40.610]The mirror cracked from side to side;
[03:44.240]"The curse is come upon me," cried
[03:47.770]The Lady of Shalott.
[04:08.480]In the stormy east-wind straining,
[04:11.860]The pale yellow woods were waning,
[04:15.890]The broad stream in his banks complaining.
[04:19.580]Heavily the low sky raining
[04:22.720]Over towered Camelot;
[04:27.100]Down she came and found a boat,
[04:30.680]Beneath a willow left afloat,
[04:34.560]And round about the prow she wrote
[04:38.500]The Lady of Shalott
[05:00.870]Who is this? And what is here?
[05:05.400]And in the lighted palace near
[05:08.830]Died the sound of royal cheer;
[05:12.970]And they crossed themselves for fear,
[05:16.660]All the Knights at Camelot;
[05:22.930]But Lancelot mused a little space
[05:27.550]He said, "She has a lovely face;
[05:32.080]God in his mercy lend her grace,
[05:38.850]The Lady of Shalott."