| Song | I Fell in Love |
| Artist | Alasdair Roberts |
| Album | Farewell Sorrow |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Roberts | |
| I fell in love with the roll of her drum, | |
| Fell in love with her horn's blaring noise. | |
| And I fell in love with her lute's gentle strum, | |
| And I fell in love with her voice. | |
| Polly lay over, so close to the wall, | |
| When I opened my mouth for to sing. | |
| And my throat could not stall the melodious call, | |
| My words in the chamber did ring: | |
| "I will squeeze your lungs like the bellows of an organ, | |
| And blow on your bones like the pipes. | |
| With a rat-a-tat-tat on your skull like a drum, | |
| A rat-a-tat-tat on your skull. | |
| Of your yellow hair, oh, I will fashion a bow | |
| To scrape out a tune on your heart. | |
| Of your long fingernails I will fashion ten quills | |
| To pluck on your veins like a harp." | |
| Polly rose up when my words were all told, | |
| And this she did say unto me, | |
| "I will visit the same upon thee thousand-fold, | |
| I will visit the same upon thee. | |
| And may you become one with the water so dumb, | |
| Flow away, flow away, flow away. | |
| Flow away, flow away, flow away, flow away. | |
| Away, flow away, flow away." |
| zuo qu : Roberts | |
| I fell in love with the roll of her drum, | |
| Fell in love with her horn' s blaring noise. | |
| And I fell in love with her lute' s gentle strum, | |
| And I fell in love with her voice. | |
| Polly lay over, so close to the wall, | |
| When I opened my mouth for to sing. | |
| And my throat could not stall the melodious call, | |
| My words in the chamber did ring: | |
| " I will squeeze your lungs like the bellows of an organ, | |
| And blow on your bones like the pipes. | |
| With a ratatattat on your skull like a drum, | |
| A ratatattat on your skull. | |
| Of your yellow hair, oh, I will fashion a bow | |
| To scrape out a tune on your heart. | |
| Of your long fingernails I will fashion ten quills | |
| To pluck on your veins like a harp." | |
| Polly rose up when my words were all told, | |
| And this she did say unto me, | |
| " I will visit the same upon thee thousandfold, | |
| I will visit the same upon thee. | |
| And may you become one with the water so dumb, | |
| Flow away, flow away, flow away. | |
| Flow away, flow away, flow away, flow away. | |
| Away, flow away, flow away." |
| zuò qǔ : Roberts | |
| I fell in love with the roll of her drum, | |
| Fell in love with her horn' s blaring noise. | |
| And I fell in love with her lute' s gentle strum, | |
| And I fell in love with her voice. | |
| Polly lay over, so close to the wall, | |
| When I opened my mouth for to sing. | |
| And my throat could not stall the melodious call, | |
| My words in the chamber did ring: | |
| " I will squeeze your lungs like the bellows of an organ, | |
| And blow on your bones like the pipes. | |
| With a ratatattat on your skull like a drum, | |
| A ratatattat on your skull. | |
| Of your yellow hair, oh, I will fashion a bow | |
| To scrape out a tune on your heart. | |
| Of your long fingernails I will fashion ten quills | |
| To pluck on your veins like a harp." | |
| Polly rose up when my words were all told, | |
| And this she did say unto me, | |
| " I will visit the same upon thee thousandfold, | |
| I will visit the same upon thee. | |
| And may you become one with the water so dumb, | |
| Flow away, flow away, flow away. | |
| Flow away, flow away, flow away, flow away. | |
| Away, flow away, flow away." |