The Ash Grove

今天晚上，在女儿学校的Concert上听见了这首曲子，回来在youtube上一查，有一个版本让我掉了几滴眼泪。是这个歌词，是旧时英文诗。这也和中国古体诗一样，有意境。希望有人喜欢。

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YXHBuk9XuBI

Down yonder green valley, where streamlets meander,
When twilight is fading I pensively rove
Or at the bright noontide in solitude wander,
Amid the dark shades of the lonely ash grove;
‘T was there, while the blackbird was cheerfully singing,
I first met that dear one, the joy of my heart!
Around us for gladness the bluebells were ringing,
Ah! then little thought I how soon we should part.

Still glows the bright sunshine o'er valley and mountain,
Still warbles the blackbird its note from the tree;
Still trembles the moonbeam on streamlet and fountain,
But what are the beauties of nature to me?
With sorrow, deep sorrow, my bosom is laden,
All day I go mourning in search of my love;
Ye echoes, oh, tell me, where is the sweet maiden?
"She sleeps, 'neath the green turf down by the ash grove."

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是不是莎拉.布莱曼唱的啊？