Mary Of The Wild Moor Lyrics

	作词 : Turner
	It was on one cold winter night
	When the wind blew across the wild moor
	When Mary came wandering home with her child
	Till she came to her own father's door
	Father, dear father, she cried
	Come down and open the door
	Or the child in my arms, will perish and die
	From the winds that blow across the wild moor
	But her father was deaf to her cry
	Not a sound of her voice, did he hear
	So the watch dog did howl and the village bells tolled
	And the wind blew across the wild moor
	Oh, how the old man must have felt
	When he came to the door, the next mornin'
	And he found
	Mary dead, but the child still alive
	Closely grasping his dead mother's arms
	In grief the old man passed away
	And the child to it's mother went soon
	And no one they say, lives there to this day
	And the cottage to ruin has gone
	But the villagers point out the spot
	Where the willows grew over the door
	Saying there
	Mary died, once the gay village bride
	From the wind that blow across the wild moor

	zuo ci : Turner
	It was on one cold winter night
	When the wind blew across the wild moor
	When Mary came wandering home with her child
	Till she came to her own father' s door
	Father, dear father, she cried
	Come down and open the door
	Or the child in my arms, will perish and die
	From the winds that blow across the wild moor
	But her father was deaf to her cry
	Not a sound of her voice, did he hear
	So the watch dog did howl and the village bells tolled
	And the wind blew across the wild moor
	Oh, how the old man must have felt
	When he came to the door, the next mornin'
	And he found
	Mary dead, but the child still alive
	Closely grasping his dead mother' s arms
	In grief the old man passed away
	And the child to it' s mother went soon
	And no one they say, lives there to this day
	And the cottage to ruin has gone
	But the villagers point out the spot
	Where the willows grew over the door
	Saying there
	Mary died, once the gay village bride
	From the wind that blow across the wild moor

	zuò cí : Turner
	It was on one cold winter night
	When the wind blew across the wild moor
	When Mary came wandering home with her child
	Till she came to her own father' s door
	Father, dear father, she cried
	Come down and open the door
	Or the child in my arms, will perish and die
	From the winds that blow across the wild moor
	But her father was deaf to her cry
	Not a sound of her voice, did he hear
	So the watch dog did howl and the village bells tolled
	And the wind blew across the wild moor
	Oh, how the old man must have felt
	When he came to the door, the next mornin'
	And he found
	Mary dead, but the child still alive
	Closely grasping his dead mother' s arms
	In grief the old man passed away
	And the child to it' s mother went soon
	And no one they say, lives there to this day
	And the cottage to ruin has gone
	But the villagers point out the spot
	Where the willows grew over the door
	Saying there
	Mary died, once the gay village bride
	From the wind that blow across the wild moor

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