| Song | The Lady of Shalott |
| Artist | Loreena McKennitt |
| Album | Share the Journey |
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| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Loreena McKennitt |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Alfred Tennyson |
| [00:00.00] | Loreena McKennitt - The Lady Of Shalott |
| [00:18.00] | |
| [00:36.66] | On either side of the river lie |
| [00:40.53] | Long fields of barley and of rye, |
| [00:45.09] | That clothe the world and meet the sky; |
| [00:49.17] | And thro' the field the road run by |
| [00:52.68] | To many-towered Camelot; |
| [00:56.93] | And up and down the people go, |
| [01:00.60] | Gazing where the lilies blow |
| [01:04.89] | Round an island there below, |
| [01:07.92] | The island of Shalott. |
| [01:10.87] | |
| [01:12.90] | Willows whiten, aspens quiver, |
| [01:16.56] | Little breezes and dusk and shiver |
| [01:20.41] | Thro' the wave that runs forever |
| [01:24.19] | By the island in the river |
| [01:27.52] | Flowing down to Camelot. |
| [01:31.92] | Four grey walls, and four grey towers, |
| [01:35.89] | Overlook a space of flowers, |
| [01:39.77] | And the silent island imbowers |
| [01:43.27] | The Lady of Shalott. |
| [01:45.91] | |
| [01:48.07] | Only reapers, reaping early, |
| [01:51.59] | In among the bearded barley |
| [01:55.38] | Hear a song that echoes cheerly |
| [01:59.30] | From the river winding clearly |
| [02:02.85] | Flowing down to tower'd Camelot; |
| [02:07.14] | And by the moon the reaper weary, |
| [02:10.85] | Piling sheaves in uplands airy, |
| [02:14.51] | Listening, whispers "'tis the fairy |
| [02:18.35] | The Lady of Shalott." |
| [02:21.02] | |
| [02:38.26] | There she weaves by night and day |
| [02:41.78] | A magic web with colours gay, |
| [02:45.52] | She has heard a whisper say, |
| [02:49.33] | A curse is on her if she stay |
| [02:52.78] | To look down to Camelot. |
| [02:56.93] | She knows not what the curse may be, |
| [03:00.44] | And so she weaveth steadily, |
| [03:04.44] | And little other care hath she, |
| [03:07.84] | The Lady of Shalott. |
| [03:10.91] | |
| [03:12.74] | But in her web she still delights |
| [03:16.36] | To weave the mirror's magic sights, |
| [03:20.78] | For often thro' the silent nights |
| [03:24.12] | A funeral, with plumes and with lights |
| [03:27.89] | And music, went to Camelot; |
| [03:32.48] | Or when the Moon was overhead, |
| [03:35.78] | Came two young lovers lately wed. |
| [03:39.66] | "I am half sick of shadows," she said |
| [03:43.19] | The Lady Of Shalott. |
| [03:46.12] | |
| [04:05.16] | A bow-shot from her bower-eaves, |
| [04:08.76] | He rode between the barley sheaves, |
| [04:12.51] | The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves, |
| [04:16.23] | And flamed upon the brazen greaves |
| [04:20.05] | Of bold Sir Lancelot. |
| [04:24.43] | A red-cross knight for ever kneel'd |
| [04:28.26] | To a lady in his shield, |
| [04:31.92] | That sparkled on the yellow field, |
| [04:35.12] | Beside remote Shalott. |
| [04:38.00] | |
| [04:39.76] | His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd; |
| [04:43.32] | On burnish'd hooves his war-horse trode; |
| [04:46.84] | From underneath his helmet flow'd |
| [04:50.31] | His coal-black curls as on he rode, |
| [04:53.94] | As he rode down to Camelot. |
| [04:58.36] | From the bank and from the river |
| [05:01.76] | He flashed into the crystal mirror, |
| [05:06.02] | "Tirra Lirra," by the river |
| [05:09.40] | Sang Sir Lancelot. |
| [05:12.13] | |
| [05:13.91] | She left the web, she left the loom, |
| [05:17.55] | She made three paces taro' the room, |
| [05:21.74] | She saw the water-lily bloom, |
| [05:25.85] | She saw the helmet and the plume, |
| [05:29.07] | She looked down to Camelot. |
| [05:33.03] | Out flew the web and floated wide; |
| [05:37.23] | The mirror cracked from side to side; |
| [05:40.99] | "The curse is come upon me," cried |
| [05:44.36] | The Lady of Shalott. |
| [05:47.33] | |
| [06:04.38] | In the stormy east-wind straining, |
| [06:07.99] | The pale yellow woods were waning, |
| [06:11.65] | The broad stream in his banks complaining. |
| [06:15.37] | Heavily the low sky raining |
| [06:18.95] | Over towered Camelot; |
| [06:23.23] | Down she came and found a boat |
| [06:26.30] | Beneath a willow left afloat, |
| [06:30.46] | And round about the prow she wrote |
| [06:33.72] | The Lady of Shalott |
| [06:36.72] | |
| [06:38.16] | And down the river's dim expanse |
| [06:41.98] | Like some bold seer in a trance, |
| [06:45.76] | Seeing all his own mischance |
| [06:49.49] | With a glassy countenance |
| [06:52.79] | Did she look to Camelot. |
| [06:57.28] | And at the closing of the day |
| [07:00.54] | She loosed the chain and down she lay; |
| [07:04.80] | The broad stream bore her far away, |
| [07:08.11] | The Lady of Shalott. |
| [07:11.46] | |
| [07:31.18] | Who is this? And what is here? |
| [07:35.65] | And in the lighted palace near |
| [07:39.51] | Died the sound of royal cheer; |
| [07:43.43] | And they crossed themselves for fear, |
| [07:47.17] | All the Knights at Camelot; |
| [07:51.66] | But Lancelot mused a little space |
| [07:57.94] | He said, "She has a lovely face; |
| [08:02.02] | God in his mercy lend her grace, |
| [08:06.53] | The Lady of Shalott." |
| [08:19.28] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Loreena McKennitt |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Alfred Tennyson |
| [00:00.00] | Loreena McKennitt The Lady Of Shalott |
| [00:18.00] | |
| [00:36.66] | On either side of the river lie |
| [00:40.53] | Long fields of barley and of rye, |
| [00:45.09] | That clothe the world and meet the sky |
| [00:49.17] | And thro' the field the road run by |
| [00:52.68] | To manytowered Camelot |
| [00:56.93] | And up and down the people go, |
| [01:00.60] | Gazing where the lilies blow |
| [01:04.89] | Round an island there below, |
| [01:07.92] | The island of Shalott. |
| [01:10.87] | |
| [01:12.90] | Willows whiten, aspens quiver, |
| [01:16.56] | Little breezes and dusk and shiver |
| [01:20.41] | Thro' the wave that runs forever |
| [01:24.19] | By the island in the river |
| [01:27.52] | Flowing down to Camelot. |
| [01:31.92] | Four grey walls, and four grey towers, |
| [01:35.89] | Overlook a space of flowers, |
| [01:39.77] | And the silent island imbowers |
| [01:43.27] | The Lady of Shalott. |
| [01:45.91] | |
| [01:48.07] | Only reapers, reaping early, |
| [01:51.59] | In among the bearded barley |
| [01:55.38] | Hear a song that echoes cheerly |
| [01:59.30] | From the river winding clearly |
| [02:02.85] | Flowing down to tower' d Camelot |
| [02:07.14] | And by the moon the reaper weary, |
| [02:10.85] | Piling sheaves in uplands airy, |
| [02:14.51] | Listening, whispers "' tis the fairy |
| [02:18.35] | The Lady of Shalott." |
| [02:21.02] | |
| [02:38.26] | There she weaves by night and day |
| [02:41.78] | A magic web with colours gay, |
| [02:45.52] | She has heard a whisper say, |
| [02:49.33] | A curse is on her if she stay |
| [02:52.78] | To look down to Camelot. |
| [02:56.93] | She knows not what the curse may be, |
| [03:00.44] | And so she weaveth steadily, |
| [03:04.44] | And little other care hath she, |
| [03:07.84] | The Lady of Shalott. |
| [03:10.91] | |
| [03:12.74] | But in her web she still delights |
| [03:16.36] | To weave the mirror' s magic sights, |
| [03:20.78] | For often thro' the silent nights |
| [03:24.12] | A funeral, with plumes and with lights |
| [03:27.89] | And music, went to Camelot |
| [03:32.48] | Or when the Moon was overhead, |
| [03:35.78] | Came two young lovers lately wed. |
| [03:39.66] | " I am half sick of shadows," she said |
| [03:43.19] | The Lady Of Shalott. |
| [03:46.12] | |
| [04:05.16] | A bowshot from her bowereaves, |
| [04:08.76] | He rode between the barley sheaves, |
| [04:12.51] | The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves, |
| [04:16.23] | And flamed upon the brazen greaves |
| [04:20.05] | Of bold Sir Lancelot. |
| [04:24.43] | A redcross knight for ever kneel' d |
| [04:28.26] | To a lady in his shield, |
| [04:31.92] | That sparkled on the yellow field, |
| [04:35.12] | Beside remote Shalott. |
| [04:38.00] | |
| [04:39.76] | His broad clear brow in sunlight glow' d |
| [04:43.32] | On burnish' d hooves his warhorse trode |
| [04:46.84] | From underneath his helmet flow' d |
| [04:50.31] | His coalblack curls as on he rode, |
| [04:53.94] | As he rode down to Camelot. |
| [04:58.36] | From the bank and from the river |
| [05:01.76] | He flashed into the crystal mirror, |
| [05:06.02] | " Tirra Lirra," by the river |
| [05:09.40] | Sang Sir Lancelot. |
| [05:12.13] | |
| [05:13.91] | She left the web, she left the loom, |
| [05:17.55] | She made three paces taro' the room, |
| [05:21.74] | She saw the waterlily bloom, |
| [05:25.85] | She saw the helmet and the plume, |
| [05:29.07] | She looked down to Camelot. |
| [05:33.03] | Out flew the web and floated wide |
| [05:37.23] | The mirror cracked from side to side |
| [05:40.99] | " The curse is come upon me," cried |
| [05:44.36] | The Lady of Shalott. |
| [05:47.33] | |
| [06:04.38] | In the stormy eastwind straining, |
| [06:07.99] | The pale yellow woods were waning, |
| [06:11.65] | The broad stream in his banks complaining. |
| [06:15.37] | Heavily the low sky raining |
| [06:18.95] | Over towered Camelot |
| [06:23.23] | Down she came and found a boat |
| [06:26.30] | Beneath a willow left afloat, |
| [06:30.46] | And round about the prow she wrote |
| [06:33.72] | The Lady of Shalott |
| [06:36.72] | |
| [06:38.16] | And down the river' s dim expanse |
| [06:41.98] | Like some bold seer in a trance, |
| [06:45.76] | Seeing all his own mischance |
| [06:49.49] | With a glassy countenance |
| [06:52.79] | Did she look to Camelot. |
| [06:57.28] | And at the closing of the day |
| [07:00.54] | She loosed the chain and down she lay |
| [07:04.80] | The broad stream bore her far away, |
| [07:08.11] | The Lady of Shalott. |
| [07:11.46] | |
| [07:31.18] | Who is this? And what is here? |
| [07:35.65] | And in the lighted palace near |
| [07:39.51] | Died the sound of royal cheer |
| [07:43.43] | And they crossed themselves for fear, |
| [07:47.17] | All the Knights at Camelot |
| [07:51.66] | But Lancelot mused a little space |
| [07:57.94] | He said, " She has a lovely face |
| [08:02.02] | God in his mercy lend her grace, |
| [08:06.53] | The Lady of Shalott." |
| [08:19.28] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Loreena McKennitt |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Alfred Tennyson |
| [00:00.00] | Loreena McKennitt The Lady Of Shalott |
| [00:18.00] | |
| [00:36.66] | On either side of the river lie |
| [00:40.53] | Long fields of barley and of rye, |
| [00:45.09] | That clothe the world and meet the sky |
| [00:49.17] | And thro' the field the road run by |
| [00:52.68] | To manytowered Camelot |
| [00:56.93] | And up and down the people go, |
| [01:00.60] | Gazing where the lilies blow |
| [01:04.89] | Round an island there below, |
| [01:07.92] | The island of Shalott. |
| [01:10.87] | |
| [01:12.90] | Willows whiten, aspens quiver, |
| [01:16.56] | Little breezes and dusk and shiver |
| [01:20.41] | Thro' the wave that runs forever |
| [01:24.19] | By the island in the river |
| [01:27.52] | Flowing down to Camelot. |
| [01:31.92] | Four grey walls, and four grey towers, |
| [01:35.89] | Overlook a space of flowers, |
| [01:39.77] | And the silent island imbowers |
| [01:43.27] | The Lady of Shalott. |
| [01:45.91] | |
| [01:48.07] | Only reapers, reaping early, |
| [01:51.59] | In among the bearded barley |
| [01:55.38] | Hear a song that echoes cheerly |
| [01:59.30] | From the river winding clearly |
| [02:02.85] | Flowing down to tower' d Camelot |
| [02:07.14] | And by the moon the reaper weary, |
| [02:10.85] | Piling sheaves in uplands airy, |
| [02:14.51] | Listening, whispers "' tis the fairy |
| [02:18.35] | The Lady of Shalott." |
| [02:21.02] | |
| [02:38.26] | There she weaves by night and day |
| [02:41.78] | A magic web with colours gay, |
| [02:45.52] | She has heard a whisper say, |
| [02:49.33] | A curse is on her if she stay |
| [02:52.78] | To look down to Camelot. |
| [02:56.93] | She knows not what the curse may be, |
| [03:00.44] | And so she weaveth steadily, |
| [03:04.44] | And little other care hath she, |
| [03:07.84] | The Lady of Shalott. |
| [03:10.91] | |
| [03:12.74] | But in her web she still delights |
| [03:16.36] | To weave the mirror' s magic sights, |
| [03:20.78] | For often thro' the silent nights |
| [03:24.12] | A funeral, with plumes and with lights |
| [03:27.89] | And music, went to Camelot |
| [03:32.48] | Or when the Moon was overhead, |
| [03:35.78] | Came two young lovers lately wed. |
| [03:39.66] | " I am half sick of shadows," she said |
| [03:43.19] | The Lady Of Shalott. |
| [03:46.12] | |
| [04:05.16] | A bowshot from her bowereaves, |
| [04:08.76] | He rode between the barley sheaves, |
| [04:12.51] | The sun came dazzling thro' the leaves, |
| [04:16.23] | And flamed upon the brazen greaves |
| [04:20.05] | Of bold Sir Lancelot. |
| [04:24.43] | A redcross knight for ever kneel' d |
| [04:28.26] | To a lady in his shield, |
| [04:31.92] | That sparkled on the yellow field, |
| [04:35.12] | Beside remote Shalott. |
| [04:38.00] | |
| [04:39.76] | His broad clear brow in sunlight glow' d |
| [04:43.32] | On burnish' d hooves his warhorse trode |
| [04:46.84] | From underneath his helmet flow' d |
| [04:50.31] | His coalblack curls as on he rode, |
| [04:53.94] | As he rode down to Camelot. |
| [04:58.36] | From the bank and from the river |
| [05:01.76] | He flashed into the crystal mirror, |
| [05:06.02] | " Tirra Lirra," by the river |
| [05:09.40] | Sang Sir Lancelot. |
| [05:12.13] | |
| [05:13.91] | She left the web, she left the loom, |
| [05:17.55] | She made three paces taro' the room, |
| [05:21.74] | She saw the waterlily bloom, |
| [05:25.85] | She saw the helmet and the plume, |
| [05:29.07] | She looked down to Camelot. |
| [05:33.03] | Out flew the web and floated wide |
| [05:37.23] | The mirror cracked from side to side |
| [05:40.99] | " The curse is come upon me," cried |
| [05:44.36] | The Lady of Shalott. |
| [05:47.33] | |
| [06:04.38] | In the stormy eastwind straining, |
| [06:07.99] | The pale yellow woods were waning, |
| [06:11.65] | The broad stream in his banks complaining. |
| [06:15.37] | Heavily the low sky raining |
| [06:18.95] | Over towered Camelot |
| [06:23.23] | Down she came and found a boat |
| [06:26.30] | Beneath a willow left afloat, |
| [06:30.46] | And round about the prow she wrote |
| [06:33.72] | The Lady of Shalott |
| [06:36.72] | |
| [06:38.16] | And down the river' s dim expanse |
| [06:41.98] | Like some bold seer in a trance, |
| [06:45.76] | Seeing all his own mischance |
| [06:49.49] | With a glassy countenance |
| [06:52.79] | Did she look to Camelot. |
| [06:57.28] | And at the closing of the day |
| [07:00.54] | She loosed the chain and down she lay |
| [07:04.80] | The broad stream bore her far away, |
| [07:08.11] | The Lady of Shalott. |
| [07:11.46] | |
| [07:31.18] | Who is this? And what is here? |
| [07:35.65] | And in the lighted palace near |
| [07:39.51] | Died the sound of royal cheer |
| [07:43.43] | And they crossed themselves for fear, |
| [07:47.17] | All the Knights at Camelot |
| [07:51.66] | But Lancelot mused a little space |
| [07:57.94] | He said, " She has a lovely face |
| [08:02.02] | God in his mercy lend her grace, |
| [08:06.53] | The Lady of Shalott." |
| [08:19.28] |