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夜深人静,分享一首老歌 还是在我高中时期就非常喜欢的一首歌。。。下面是歌词 The highwayman-Loreena Mckennitt The wind was a torrent of darkness among the ghastly trees The moon was a ghostly galleon tossed upon the cloudy seas The road was a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor When the highwayman came riding, riding,riding The highwayman came riding up to the old inn door. He´d a french cocked hat at his forehead a bunch of lace at his chin A coat of claret velvet and breeches of brown doe-skin They fitted with nary a wrinkle his boots were up to the thigh and he rode with a jeweled twinkle his pistol butts a-twinkle his rapier hilt a-twinkle under the jeweled sky. And over cobbles he clattered and clashed in the dark inn-yard and he tapped with his whip on the shutters but all was locked and barred He whistled a tune to the window and who should be waiting there but the landlord´s black-eyed daughter Bess,the landlord´s daughter plaiting a dark red love knot into her long black hair. "One kiss my bonny sweetheart, I´m after a prize tonight but I should be back with the yellow gold before the morning light Yet if they press me sharply and harry me through the day Then look for me by the moonlight watch for me by the moonlight I´ll come to thee by the moonlight though hell should bar the way." He rose up right in the stirrups he scarce could reach her hand but she loosened her hair in the casement his face burned like a brand As a black cascade of purfume came tumbling over his breast and he kissed it´s waves in the moonlight oh,sweet waves in the moonlight He tugged at his rein in the moonlight and galloped away to the west. He did not come at the dawning He did not come at noon And out of the tawny sunset before the rise of the moon When the road was a gypsy´s ribbon looping the purple moor A redcoat troop came marching marching,marching King George´s men came marching up to the old inn door. They said no word to the landlord they drank his ale instead but they gagged his daughter and bound her to the foot of her narrow bed Two of them knelt at the casement with muskets at their side There was death at every window hell at one dark window for Bess could see through the casement the road that he would ride. They had tied her up to attention with many a sniggering jest They had bound a musket beside her with the barrel beneath her breast "Now keep good watch"and they kissed her she heard the dead man say
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