Rose Of England Lyrics
| Song | Rose Of England |
| Artist | Chris de Burgh |
| Album | The Road To Freedom |
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| 作词 : DeBurgh | |
| Hear my voice and listen well, and a story | |
| I will tell, | |
| How duty brought a broken heart, and why a love so strong | |
| Must fall apart; | |
| She was lovely, she was fine, daughter of a royal line, | |
| He, no equal, but for them it mattered little for they were in love; | |
| Rose of England, sweet and fair, shining with the sun, | |
| Rose of England, have a care, for where the thorn is, | |
| There the blood will run; | |
| Oh my heart, oh my heart; | |
| Through the summer days and nights, stolen kisses and delights | |
| Would thrill their hearts and fill their dreams with all emotions | |
| That true love can bring; | |
| But black of mourning came one day, when her sister passed away, | |
| And many said on bended knee, she has gone, and you must be our | |
| Queen; Rose of | |
| England, sweet and fair, shining with the sun, | |
| Rose of England, have a care, for where the thorn is, | |
| There the blood will run; | |
| Oh my heart, oh my heart; | |
| To the abbey she did ride, with her lover by her side, | |
| When they heard the church bells ring, she was | |
| Queen And one day, he'd be | |
| King; But men of malice, men of hate, protesting to her chambers came, "A foreign prince will have your hand, for he'll bring peace And riches to our land;" | |
| She said, "Do you tell me that I cannot wed the one I love? Do you tell me that I am not mistress of my heart?" | |
| And so with heavy weight of life she kissed her lover one last time, "This land I wed, and no man comes, for if I cannot have you, I'll have None;" | |
| Rose of England, sweet and fair, shining with the sun, | |
| Rose of England have a care, for where the thorn is, | |
| There the blood will run; | |
| Oh my heart, oh my heart. |
| zuo ci : DeBurgh | |
| Hear my voice and listen well, and a story | |
| I will tell, | |
| How duty brought a broken heart, and why a love so strong | |
| Must fall apart | |
| She was lovely, she was fine, daughter of a royal line, | |
| He, no equal, but for them it mattered little for they were in love | |
| Rose of England, sweet and fair, shining with the sun, | |
| Rose of England, have a care, for where the thorn is, | |
| There the blood will run | |
| Oh my heart, oh my heart | |
| Through the summer days and nights, stolen kisses and delights | |
| Would thrill their hearts and fill their dreams with all emotions | |
| That true love can bring | |
| But black of mourning came one day, when her sister passed away, | |
| And many said on bended knee, she has gone, and you must be our | |
| Queen Rose of | |
| England, sweet and fair, shining with the sun, | |
| Rose of England, have a care, for where the thorn is, | |
| There the blood will run | |
| Oh my heart, oh my heart | |
| To the abbey she did ride, with her lover by her side, | |
| When they heard the church bells ring, she was | |
| Queen And one day, he' d be | |
| King But men of malice, men of hate, protesting to her chambers came, " A foreign prince will have your hand, for he' ll bring peace And riches to our land" | |
| She said, " Do you tell me that I cannot wed the one I love? Do you tell me that I am not mistress of my heart?" | |
| And so with heavy weight of life she kissed her lover one last time, " This land I wed, and no man comes, for if I cannot have you, I' ll have None" | |
| Rose of England, sweet and fair, shining with the sun, | |
| Rose of England have a care, for where the thorn is, | |
| There the blood will run | |
| Oh my heart, oh my heart. |
| zuò cí : DeBurgh | |
| Hear my voice and listen well, and a story | |
| I will tell, | |
| How duty brought a broken heart, and why a love so strong | |
| Must fall apart | |
| She was lovely, she was fine, daughter of a royal line, | |
| He, no equal, but for them it mattered little for they were in love | |
| Rose of England, sweet and fair, shining with the sun, | |
| Rose of England, have a care, for where the thorn is, | |
| There the blood will run | |
| Oh my heart, oh my heart | |
| Through the summer days and nights, stolen kisses and delights | |
| Would thrill their hearts and fill their dreams with all emotions | |
| That true love can bring | |
| But black of mourning came one day, when her sister passed away, | |
| And many said on bended knee, she has gone, and you must be our | |
| Queen Rose of | |
| England, sweet and fair, shining with the sun, | |
| Rose of England, have a care, for where the thorn is, | |
| There the blood will run | |
| Oh my heart, oh my heart | |
| To the abbey she did ride, with her lover by her side, | |
| When they heard the church bells ring, she was | |
| Queen And one day, he' d be | |
| King But men of malice, men of hate, protesting to her chambers came, " A foreign prince will have your hand, for he' ll bring peace And riches to our land" | |
| She said, " Do you tell me that I cannot wed the one I love? Do you tell me that I am not mistress of my heart?" | |
| And so with heavy weight of life she kissed her lover one last time, " This land I wed, and no man comes, for if I cannot have you, I' ll have None" | |
| Rose of England, sweet and fair, shining with the sun, | |
| Rose of England have a care, for where the thorn is, | |
| There the blood will run | |
| Oh my heart, oh my heart. |
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