| Song | Acony Bell |
| Artist | Gillian Welch |
| Album | Revival |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Rawlings, Welch | |
| The fairest bloom the mountain know | |
| Is not an iris or a wildww rose | |
| But the little flower of which i'll tell | |
| Known as the brave acony bell | |
| Just a simple flower so small and plain | |
| With a pearly hue and a little known name | |
| But the yellow birds sing when they see it bloom | |
| For they know that spring is coming soon | |
| Well it makes its home mid the rocks and the rills | |
| Where the snow lies deep on the windy hills | |
| And it tells the world "why should i wait This ice and snow is gonna melt away" | |
| And so i'll sing that yellow bird's song | |
| For the troubled times will soon be gone |
| zuo ci : Rawlings, Welch | |
| The fairest bloom the mountain know | |
| Is not an iris or a wildww rose | |
| But the little flower of which i' ll tell | |
| Known as the brave acony bell | |
| Just a simple flower so small and plain | |
| With a pearly hue and a little known name | |
| But the yellow birds sing when they see it bloom | |
| For they know that spring is coming soon | |
| Well it makes its home mid the rocks and the rills | |
| Where the snow lies deep on the windy hills | |
| And it tells the world " why should i wait This ice and snow is gonna melt away" | |
| And so i' ll sing that yellow bird' s song | |
| For the troubled times will soon be gone |
| zuò cí : Rawlings, Welch | |
| The fairest bloom the mountain know | |
| Is not an iris or a wildww rose | |
| But the little flower of which i' ll tell | |
| Known as the brave acony bell | |
| Just a simple flower so small and plain | |
| With a pearly hue and a little known name | |
| But the yellow birds sing when they see it bloom | |
| For they know that spring is coming soon | |
| Well it makes its home mid the rocks and the rills | |
| Where the snow lies deep on the windy hills | |
| And it tells the world " why should i wait This ice and snow is gonna melt away" | |
| And so i' ll sing that yellow bird' s song | |
| For the troubled times will soon be gone |