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作曲 : traditional/Arr. Brigman Music |
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Down yonder green valley, where streamlets meander, |
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When twilight is fading I pensively rove. |
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Or at the bright noontide in solitude wander, |
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Amid the dark shades of the lonely Ash grove. |
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'Twas there, while the blackbird was cheerfully singing, |
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I first met my dear one, the joy of my heart. |
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Around us for gladness the bluebells were ringing, |
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Ah! then little thought I how soon we should part. |
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Still glows the bright sunshine o'er valley and mountain, |
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Still warbles the blackbird its note from the tree. |
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Still trembles the moonbeam on streamlet and fountain, |
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But what are the beauties of nature to me? |
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With sorrow, deep sorrow, my bosom is laden, |
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All day I go mourning in search of my love. |
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You Echo,oh tell me, where is the sweet maiden? |
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"She sleeps, 'neath the green turf down by the Ash grove." |
