| Song | Sailing to Australia |
| Artist | Dougie MacLean |
| Album | Early |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dougie MacLean | |
| 作词 : Dougie MacLean | |
| Now that the storm has broken now as the winds blow cold | |
| There's nothing here but trouble and fear to make man grow old | |
| Now as our reasons are fading now as the walls tumble down | |
| With nothing to hide but hunger and pride | |
| Won't make a man look round | |
| So I'm leaving, yes I'm leaving | |
| For fortunes sweet pleasures to find | |
| I'm sailing out to Australia, Australia | |
| Now that our dreams are illusions now that our future has gone | |
| We've nothing more to hold or lay o'er to help a man hold on | |
| And now that our hearts lie so heavy now as our heads hang so low | |
| There's nothing here to catch or come clear | |
| To help a man say no | |
| They say there's gold and there's silver they say a man can come clean | |
| Just stake out some land and just reach out his hand and touch that new world dream | |
| They say it's warm and it's pleasing out in the New South Wales sun | |
| So I must go from this cold Highland snow | |
| Now that the hard times have come |
| zuo qu : Dougie MacLean | |
| zuo ci : Dougie MacLean | |
| Now that the storm has broken now as the winds blow cold | |
| There' s nothing here but trouble and fear to make man grow old | |
| Now as our reasons are fading now as the walls tumble down | |
| With nothing to hide but hunger and pride | |
| Won' t make a man look round | |
| So I' m leaving, yes I' m leaving | |
| For fortunes sweet pleasures to find | |
| I' m sailing out to Australia, Australia | |
| Now that our dreams are illusions now that our future has gone | |
| We' ve nothing more to hold or lay o' er to help a man hold on | |
| And now that our hearts lie so heavy now as our heads hang so low | |
| There' s nothing here to catch or come clear | |
| To help a man say no | |
| They say there' s gold and there' s silver they say a man can come clean | |
| Just stake out some land and just reach out his hand and touch that new world dream | |
| They say it' s warm and it' s pleasing out in the New South Wales sun | |
| So I must go from this cold Highland snow | |
| Now that the hard times have come |
| zuò qǔ : Dougie MacLean | |
| zuò cí : Dougie MacLean | |
| Now that the storm has broken now as the winds blow cold | |
| There' s nothing here but trouble and fear to make man grow old | |
| Now as our reasons are fading now as the walls tumble down | |
| With nothing to hide but hunger and pride | |
| Won' t make a man look round | |
| So I' m leaving, yes I' m leaving | |
| For fortunes sweet pleasures to find | |
| I' m sailing out to Australia, Australia | |
| Now that our dreams are illusions now that our future has gone | |
| We' ve nothing more to hold or lay o' er to help a man hold on | |
| And now that our hearts lie so heavy now as our heads hang so low | |
| There' s nothing here to catch or come clear | |
| To help a man say no | |
| They say there' s gold and there' s silver they say a man can come clean | |
| Just stake out some land and just reach out his hand and touch that new world dream | |
| They say it' s warm and it' s pleasing out in the New South Wales sun | |
| So I must go from this cold Highland snow | |
| Now that the hard times have come |