| Song | Fair Ireland (LP Version) |
| Artist | Peter, Paul & Mary |
| Album | Flowers And Stones |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Mike Renshaw/Peter Yarrow |
| [00:00.476] | 作曲 : Mike Renshaw/Peter Yarrow |
| [00:00.953] | They build bombs and aim their pistols |
| [00:04.217] | In the shadow of the cross |
| [00:07.481] | And they swear an oath of vengeance |
| [00:12.491] | To the martyrs they have lost |
| [00:17.258] | But they pray for peace on Sundays |
| [00:22.026] | With a rosary in each hand |
| [00:25.777] | It’s long memories and short tempers |
| [00:33.803] | That have cursed poor Ireland |
| [00:37.826] | It’s long memories and short tempers |
| [00:43.838] | That have cursed poor Ireland |
| [00:51.363] | We have cousins on the old sod |
| [00:58.377] | And we don’t forget our kin |
| [01:02.408] | From Boston we send more guns |
| [01:07.675] | And we tell them they can win |
| [01:10.938] | Then we turn back to our green beer |
| [01:15.702] | And to MacNamaras Band |
| [01:19.211] | It’s true friends with false perceptions |
| [01:25.224] | That have cursed poor Ireland |
| [01:29.746] | True friends with false perceptions |
| [01:33.496] | That have cursed poor Ireland |
| [01:37.761] | They weave tales of wit and magic |
| [01:46.286] | And their songs are strong and free |
| [01:50.050] | But they fail to hear each other |
| [01:54.059] | Prisoners of history |
| [02:01.083] | Orange flags wave for the British |
| [02:06.346] | To greet the armys clicking heel |
| [02:09.850] | And Irish curse their Irish brother |
| [02:14.873] | For the altar where they kneel |
| [02:18.382] | And now provoked to greater anger |
| [02:22.645] | By the distant royal hand |
| [02:26.150] | It’s old hatreds and young victims |
| [02:32.920] | That have cursed poor Ireland |
| [02:36.436] | Old hatreds and young victims |
| [02:40.945] | That have cursed poor Ireland |
| [02:44.706] | So we’re left with retribution |
| [02:51.480] | It's the cycle of the damned |
| [02:55.999] | And the hope becomes more distant |
| [03:01.255] | As the flames of hate are fanned |
| [03:05.518] | Who will listen to the children |
| [03:11.283] | For they’re taught to take their stand |
| [03:16.048] | They say love and true forgiveness can still heal fair Ireland |
| [03:26.079] | They say love and true forgiveness can still heal fair Ireland |
| [03:34.103] | Only love and real forgiveness can still heal fair Ireland |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Mike Renshaw Peter Yarrow |
| [00:00.476] | zuo qu : Mike Renshaw Peter Yarrow |
| [00:00.953] | They build bombs and aim their pistols |
| [00:04.217] | In the shadow of the cross |
| [00:07.481] | And they swear an oath of vengeance |
| [00:12.491] | To the martyrs they have lost |
| [00:17.258] | But they pray for peace on Sundays |
| [00:22.026] | With a rosary in each hand |
| [00:25.777] | It' s long memories and short tempers |
| [00:33.803] | That have cursed poor Ireland |
| [00:37.826] | It' s long memories and short tempers |
| [00:43.838] | That have cursed poor Ireland |
| [00:51.363] | We have cousins on the old sod |
| [00:58.377] | And we don' t forget our kin |
| [01:02.408] | From Boston we send more guns |
| [01:07.675] | And we tell them they can win |
| [01:10.938] | Then we turn back to our green beer |
| [01:15.702] | And to MacNamaras Band |
| [01:19.211] | It' s true friends with false perceptions |
| [01:25.224] | That have cursed poor Ireland |
| [01:29.746] | True friends with false perceptions |
| [01:33.496] | That have cursed poor Ireland |
| [01:37.761] | They weave tales of wit and magic |
| [01:46.286] | And their songs are strong and free |
| [01:50.050] | But they fail to hear each other |
| [01:54.059] | Prisoners of history |
| [02:01.083] | Orange flags wave for the British |
| [02:06.346] | To greet the armys clicking heel |
| [02:09.850] | And Irish curse their Irish brother |
| [02:14.873] | For the altar where they kneel |
| [02:18.382] | And now provoked to greater anger |
| [02:22.645] | By the distant royal hand |
| [02:26.150] | It' s old hatreds and young victims |
| [02:32.920] | That have cursed poor Ireland |
| [02:36.436] | Old hatreds and young victims |
| [02:40.945] | That have cursed poor Ireland |
| [02:44.706] | So we' re left with retribution |
| [02:51.480] | It' s the cycle of the damned |
| [02:55.999] | And the hope becomes more distant |
| [03:01.255] | As the flames of hate are fanned |
| [03:05.518] | Who will listen to the children |
| [03:11.283] | For they' re taught to take their stand |
| [03:16.048] | They say love and true forgiveness can still heal fair Ireland |
| [03:26.079] | They say love and true forgiveness can still heal fair Ireland |
| [03:34.103] | Only love and real forgiveness can still heal fair Ireland |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Mike Renshaw Peter Yarrow |
| [00:00.476] | zuò qǔ : Mike Renshaw Peter Yarrow |
| [00:00.953] | They build bombs and aim their pistols |
| [00:04.217] | In the shadow of the cross |
| [00:07.481] | And they swear an oath of vengeance |
| [00:12.491] | To the martyrs they have lost |
| [00:17.258] | But they pray for peace on Sundays |
| [00:22.026] | With a rosary in each hand |
| [00:25.777] | It' s long memories and short tempers |
| [00:33.803] | That have cursed poor Ireland |
| [00:37.826] | It' s long memories and short tempers |
| [00:43.838] | That have cursed poor Ireland |
| [00:51.363] | We have cousins on the old sod |
| [00:58.377] | And we don' t forget our kin |
| [01:02.408] | From Boston we send more guns |
| [01:07.675] | And we tell them they can win |
| [01:10.938] | Then we turn back to our green beer |
| [01:15.702] | And to MacNamaras Band |
| [01:19.211] | It' s true friends with false perceptions |
| [01:25.224] | That have cursed poor Ireland |
| [01:29.746] | True friends with false perceptions |
| [01:33.496] | That have cursed poor Ireland |
| [01:37.761] | They weave tales of wit and magic |
| [01:46.286] | And their songs are strong and free |
| [01:50.050] | But they fail to hear each other |
| [01:54.059] | Prisoners of history |
| [02:01.083] | Orange flags wave for the British |
| [02:06.346] | To greet the armys clicking heel |
| [02:09.850] | And Irish curse their Irish brother |
| [02:14.873] | For the altar where they kneel |
| [02:18.382] | And now provoked to greater anger |
| [02:22.645] | By the distant royal hand |
| [02:26.150] | It' s old hatreds and young victims |
| [02:32.920] | That have cursed poor Ireland |
| [02:36.436] | Old hatreds and young victims |
| [02:40.945] | That have cursed poor Ireland |
| [02:44.706] | So we' re left with retribution |
| [02:51.480] | It' s the cycle of the damned |
| [02:55.999] | And the hope becomes more distant |
| [03:01.255] | As the flames of hate are fanned |
| [03:05.518] | Who will listen to the children |
| [03:11.283] | For they' re taught to take their stand |
| [03:16.048] | They say love and true forgiveness can still heal fair Ireland |
| [03:26.079] | They say love and true forgiveness can still heal fair Ireland |
| [03:34.103] | Only love and real forgiveness can still heal fair Ireland |