In A Country Churchyard

Song In A Country Churchyard
Artist Chris de Burgh
Album Much More Than This

Lyrics

作曲 : Chris De Burgh
作词 : DeBurgh
In a country churchyard there's a preacher with his people
Gathered all around to join a man and woman
Spring is here and turtledoves are singing from the steeple
Bees are in flowers growing in the graveyard
And over the hill, where the river meets the mills
A lovely girl is coming down
To give her hand upon her wedding day
Dressed in simple white and wearing flowers in her hair
Music as she walks slowly to the altar
And picking up his Bible then the preacher turns towards her
'Will you take this man to be your wedded husband,
To honor and love in the eyes of God above
Now let the people sing with me
These words to live forever in your heart...
Let your love shine on
For we are the stars in the sky
Let your love shine strong
Until the day you fly away
Many years have fallen on that golden country morning
The graveyard's overgrown, the church lies in ruins
Ivy on the walls and ravens wheeling round above me
As I made my way towards the last remaining headstone
I fell to my knees, read the lines beneath the leaves
And suddenly it seemed to me
I heard the words like singing in the trees...

Pinyin

zuò qǔ : Chris De Burgh
zuò cí : DeBurgh
In a country churchyard there' s a preacher with his people
Gathered all around to join a man and woman
Spring is here and turtledoves are singing from the steeple
Bees are in flowers growing in the graveyard
And over the hill, where the river meets the mills
A lovely girl is coming down
To give her hand upon her wedding day
Dressed in simple white and wearing flowers in her hair
Music as she walks slowly to the altar
And picking up his Bible then the preacher turns towards her
' Will you take this man to be your wedded husband,
To honor and love in the eyes of God above
Now let the people sing with me
These words to live forever in your heart...
Let your love shine on
For we are the stars in the sky
Let your love shine strong
Until the day you fly away
Many years have fallen on that golden country morning
The graveyard' s overgrown, the church lies in ruins
Ivy on the walls and ravens wheeling round above me
As I made my way towards the last remaining headstone
I fell to my knees, read the lines beneath the leaves
And suddenly it seemed to me
I heard the words like singing in the trees...