歌词i hear the birds make music. big boy angels求歌名

歌词i hear the birds make music. big boy angels求歌名

歌名：Isle Of Inisfree

演唱：Celtic Woman

歌词：

I've met some folks who say that I'm a dreamer,

And I've no doubt there's truth in what they say,

But sure a body's bound to be a dreamer

When all the things he loves are far away.

And precious things are dreams unto an exile.

They take him o'er the land across the sea

Especially when it happens he's an exile

From that dear lovely Isle of Inisfree.

And when the moonlight peeps across the rooftops

Of this great city, wondrous though it be,

I scarcely feel its wonder or its laughter.

I'm once again back home in Inisfree.

I wander o'er green hills through dreamy valleys

And find a peace no other land could know.

I hear the birds make music fit for angels

And watch the rivers laughing as they flow.

And then into a humble shack I wander

My dear old home -- and tenderly behold

The folks I love around the turf fire gathered.

On bended knees ,their rosary is told.

But dreams don't last

Though dreams are not forgotten

And soon I'm back to stern reality.

But though they pave the footways here with gold dust,

I still would choose the Isle of Inisfree.