| Song | Old Moot Hall |
| Artist | Amazing Blondel |
| Album | Evensong |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Gladwin | |
| Gladwin | |
| Now the dawn is breaking | |
| You'll be awaking | |
| And I'm still here raking | |
| My mind what to do | |
| You ignore my favours | |
| Our flame of love now wavers | |
| With tears my voice quavers | |
| At the very thought of you | |
| Chorus: | |
| And I don't want to live at Old Moot | |
| Hall any more | |
| 'Cause the memories of our courtship | |
| there can never be restored | |
| Now the sun has risen | |
| Still locked in my heart's prison | |
| I'm alone for to be wisen | |
| By years of untold pain | |
| But you'll be in your chamber room | |
| Coarse weaving at your loom | |
| Or wandering where flowers bloom | |
| Down a greenwood lane | |
| Chorus | |
| Middle 8 | |
| Would I were your suitor | |
| Or even your tutor | |
| At least he's near to you | |
| Now the light is fading | |
| Evening paints her shading | |
| Yet there's no evading | |
| The visions in my head | |
| You'll be at your prayer | |
| Or in your old oak chair | |
| Combing auburn hair | |
| Before retiring to your bed | |
| Chorus |
| zuo ci : Gladwin | |
| Gladwin | |
| Now the dawn is breaking | |
| You' ll be awaking | |
| And I' m still here raking | |
| My mind what to do | |
| You ignore my favours | |
| Our flame of love now wavers | |
| With tears my voice quavers | |
| At the very thought of you | |
| Chorus: | |
| And I don' t want to live at Old Moot | |
| Hall any more | |
| ' Cause the memories of our courtship | |
| there can never be restored | |
| Now the sun has risen | |
| Still locked in my heart' s prison | |
| I' m alone for to be wisen | |
| By years of untold pain | |
| But you' ll be in your chamber room | |
| Coarse weaving at your loom | |
| Or wandering where flowers bloom | |
| Down a greenwood lane | |
| Chorus | |
| Middle 8 | |
| Would I were your suitor | |
| Or even your tutor | |
| At least he' s near to you | |
| Now the light is fading | |
| Evening paints her shading | |
| Yet there' s no evading | |
| The visions in my head | |
| You' ll be at your prayer | |
| Or in your old oak chair | |
| Combing auburn hair | |
| Before retiring to your bed | |
| Chorus |
| zuò cí : Gladwin | |
| Gladwin | |
| Now the dawn is breaking | |
| You' ll be awaking | |
| And I' m still here raking | |
| My mind what to do | |
| You ignore my favours | |
| Our flame of love now wavers | |
| With tears my voice quavers | |
| At the very thought of you | |
| Chorus: | |
| And I don' t want to live at Old Moot | |
| Hall any more | |
| ' Cause the memories of our courtship | |
| there can never be restored | |
| Now the sun has risen | |
| Still locked in my heart' s prison | |
| I' m alone for to be wisen | |
| By years of untold pain | |
| But you' ll be in your chamber room | |
| Coarse weaving at your loom | |
| Or wandering where flowers bloom | |
| Down a greenwood lane | |
| Chorus | |
| Middle 8 | |
| Would I were your suitor | |
| Or even your tutor | |
| At least he' s near to you | |
| Now the light is fading | |
| Evening paints her shading | |
| Yet there' s no evading | |
| The visions in my head | |
| You' ll be at your prayer | |
| Or in your old oak chair | |
| Combing auburn hair | |
| Before retiring to your bed | |
| Chorus |