Craigie Hill 克雷吉山峦 歌手：：cara dillon

歌手：：cara dillon

It being in the springtime and the small birds they were singing

那是一个春光明媚的季节

小鸟儿们都在欢快地歌唱

Down by yon shady harbour, I carelessly did stray

走向远处影影绰绰的海港

我却不知不觉迷失了方向

The thrushes they were warbling, The violets they were charming

画眉鸟儿婉转地展示歌喉

紫罗兰在千娇百媚地开放

To view fond lovers talking, a while I did delay

看着恋人们互相窃窃私语

我不禁停下脚步心怀惆怅

She said, my dear don′t leave me all for another season

想起她说过亲爱的你不要

在任何季节离我而去远方

Though fortune does be pleasing I ′ll go along with you

虽然财富能让生活更美好

可我只要你陪伴在我身旁

I ′ll forsake friends and relations and bid this Irish nation

我将会放弃亲朋放弃好友

向爱尔兰献上美好的愿望

And to the bonny Bann banks forever I ′ll bid adieu

我永远都不会想轻言再见

尤其是对着我可爱的姑娘

He said, my dear don′t grieve or yet annoy my patience

他说亲爱的请要心怀忍耐

否则就会让我困扰与悲伤

You know I love you dearly the more I′m going away

你可知道我即使真的离去

我对你的爱也会越来越强

I′m going to a foreign nation to purchase a plantation

我要去往一个遥远的国度

寻觅一方适合我们的土壤

To comfort us hereafter all in Amerikay

用以扶平以往的那些不幸

给我们带来的苦难与创伤

Then after a short while a fortune does be pleasing

相信所有一切都不会太久

命运就会让我们如愿以偿

T′will cause them for smile at our late going away

我一定会让关注我们的人

都向我们投来羡慕的目光

We′ll be happy as Queen Victoria, all in her greatest glory

我们会象那维多利亚女皇

沐浴着伟大而且荣耀之光

We′ll be drinking wine and porter all in Amerikay

我们在一起畅饮葡萄美酒

尽管我们是身处异国他乡

If you were in your bed lying and thinking on dying

如果你在床上正辗转反侧

思考着选择生存还是死亡

The sight of the lovely Bann banks, your sorrow you′d give o′er

可爱的姑娘你轻轻地一瞥

也会让我感觉到你的忧伤

Or if were down one hour, down in yon shady bower

相信我用不了太久的时间

这一切就会降临在你身旁

Pleasure would surround you, you′d think on death no more

快乐她会将你紧紧地围绕

你将永远不会再想到死亡

Then fare you well, sweet Cragie Hills, where often times I′ve roved

再见吧可爱的克雷吉山峦

我曾无数次漫游过的地方

I never thought my childhood days I ′d part you any more原以为永远不会与你分开

谁知那只是我童年的梦想

Now we′re sailing on the ocean for honour and promotion

如今的我为了荣誉和重生

不得不离你而去奔向海洋

And the bonny boats are sailing, way down by Doorin shore

沿着多里雷恩曲折的海岸

美丽的船儿正在扬帆远航

歌词二

 It being in the springtime and the small birds they were singing