| Song | The Minstrel Boy |
| Artist | Various Artists |
| Album | Body & Soul: Soothing Spa |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The Minstrel Boy to the war is gone | |
| in the rank of death you'll find him | |
| His father's sword he has girded on | |
| and his wild harp slung behind him | |
| "Land of Song" said the warrior Bard | |
| "Though all the world betrays thee, | |
| one sword at least thy rights shall guard, | |
| one faithful harp shall praise thee" | |
| The Minstrel fell but the forman's chain | |
| could not bring his proud soul under | |
| The Harp he loved ne'er spoke again | |
| for he tore its chords a sunder | |
| And said "No chains shall sully thee, | |
| Thou soul of love and bravery. | |
| Thy songs were made for the pure and the free, | |
| They shall never sound in slavery | |
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| The Minstrel Boy to the war is gone | |
| in the rank of death you' ll find him | |
| His father' s sword he has girded on | |
| and his wild harp slung behind him | |
| " Land of Song" said the warrior Bard | |
| " Though all the world betrays thee, | |
| one sword at least thy rights shall guard, | |
| one faithful harp shall praise thee" | |
| The Minstrel fell but the forman' s chain | |
| could not bring his proud soul under | |
| The Harp he loved ne' er spoke again | |
| for he tore its chords a sunder | |
| And said " No chains shall sully thee, | |
| Thou soul of love and bravery. | |
| Thy songs were made for the pure and the free, | |
| They shall never sound in slavery | |
| zhao dao yi duan ci, bu zhi shi bu shi xiang pei de |
| The Minstrel Boy to the war is gone | |
| in the rank of death you' ll find him | |
| His father' s sword he has girded on | |
| and his wild harp slung behind him | |
| " Land of Song" said the warrior Bard | |
| " Though all the world betrays thee, | |
| one sword at least thy rights shall guard, | |
| one faithful harp shall praise thee" | |
| The Minstrel fell but the forman' s chain | |
| could not bring his proud soul under | |
| The Harp he loved ne' er spoke again | |
| for he tore its chords a sunder | |
| And said " No chains shall sully thee, | |
| Thou soul of love and bravery. | |
| Thy songs were made for the pure and the free, | |
| They shall never sound in slavery | |
| zhǎo dào yī duàn cí, bù zhī shì bú shì xiāng pèi de |