Raglan Road歌词

Raglan Road - Luke Kelly
On raglan road on an autumn day
I saw her first and knew
That her dark hair would weave a snare
That i might one day rue
I saw the danger yet i passed
Along the enchanted way
And i said let grief be a falling leaf
At the dawning of the day
On grafton street in november
We tripped lightly along the ledge
Of a deep ravine where can be seen
The worth of passions pledged
The 'queen of hearts' still making tarts
And i not making hay
Oh i loved too much and by such by such
Is happiness thrown away
I gave her gifts of the mind
I gave her the secret sign
That's known to the artists who have known
The true gods of sound and stone
And word and tint i did not stint
For i gave her poems to say
With her own name there and her own dark hair
Like clouds over fields of may
On a quiet street where old ghosts meet
I see her walking now
Away from me so hurriedly
My reason must allow
That i had loved not as i should
A creature made of clay
When the angel woos the clay
He'll lose his wings at dawn of day

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[00:00.15]Raglan Road - Luke Kelly
[00:02.95]On raglan road on an autumn day
[00:12.06]I saw her first and knew
[00:19.64]That her dark hair would weave a snare
[00:28.73]That i might one day rue
[00:35.89]I saw the danger yet i passed
[00:44.06]Along the enchanted way
[00:50.82]And i said let grief be a falling leaf
[00:58.45]At the dawning of the day
[01:07.54]On grafton street in november
[01:14.68]We tripped lightly along the ledge
[01:22.49]Of a deep ravine where can be seen
[01:29.88]The worth of passions pledged
[01:36.08]The 'queen of hearts' still making tarts
[01:42.88]And i not making hay
[01:49.66]Oh i loved too much and by such by such
[01:57.58]Is happiness thrown away
[02:05.97]I gave her gifts of the mind
[02:11.67]I gave her the secret sign
[02:20.87]That's known to the artists who have known
[02:28.32]The true gods of sound and stone
[02:35.04]And word and tint i did not stint
[02:42.52]For i gave her poems to say
[02:48.82]With her own name there and her own dark hair
[02:57.38]Like clouds over fields of may
[03:06.36]On a quiet street where old ghosts meet
[03:13.32]I see her walking now
[03:21.09]Away from me so hurriedly
[03:28.44]My reason must allow
[03:35.61]That i had loved not as i should
[03:43.26]A creature made of clay
[03:49.34]When the angel woos the clay
[03:55.46]He'll lose his wings at dawn of day