| Song | Fair and True |
| Artist | Festival |
| Album | Come, Arrow, Come! |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Powell, Powell | |
| Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
| And the wind has brought it to you | |
| Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
| But the life proves fair and true | |
| Oh the seasons turn and the summer burns | |
| And the days grow longer anew | |
| Though you've left our home for the world to roam | |
| My heart will go with you | |
| Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
| And the wind has brought it to you | |
| Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
| But the life proves fair and true | |
| And we sing, dear maiden, of days far gone | |
| Of the loves and losses alike | |
| Though our days of searching are long since gone | |
| We rejoice all through the night | |
| Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
| And the wind has brought it to you | |
| Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
| But the life proves fair and true | |
| Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
| And the wind has brought it to you | |
| Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
| But the life proves fair and true | |
| Oh the life proves fair and true |
| zuo qu : Powell, Powell | |
| Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
| And the wind has brought it to you | |
| Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
| But the life proves fair and true | |
| Oh the seasons turn and the summer burns | |
| And the days grow longer anew | |
| Though you' ve left our home for the world to roam | |
| My heart will go with you | |
| Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
| And the wind has brought it to you | |
| Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
| But the life proves fair and true | |
| And we sing, dear maiden, of days far gone | |
| Of the loves and losses alike | |
| Though our days of searching are long since gone | |
| We rejoice all through the night | |
| Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
| And the wind has brought it to you | |
| Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
| But the life proves fair and true | |
| Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
| And the wind has brought it to you | |
| Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
| But the life proves fair and true | |
| Oh the life proves fair and true |
| zuò qǔ : Powell, Powell | |
| Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
| And the wind has brought it to you | |
| Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
| But the life proves fair and true | |
| Oh the seasons turn and the summer burns | |
| And the days grow longer anew | |
| Though you' ve left our home for the world to roam | |
| My heart will go with you | |
| Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
| And the wind has brought it to you | |
| Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
| But the life proves fair and true | |
| And we sing, dear maiden, of days far gone | |
| Of the loves and losses alike | |
| Though our days of searching are long since gone | |
| We rejoice all through the night | |
| Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
| And the wind has brought it to you | |
| Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
| But the life proves fair and true | |
| Oh the Earth has dirtied this lonesome heart | |
| And the wind has brought it to you | |
| Oh the days are the long and the days are hard | |
| But the life proves fair and true | |
| Oh the life proves fair and true |