The Gem Of The Roe
In a land of O'Cahan where bleak mountains rise
O'er those brown ridgy tops now the dusky clouds fly
Deep sunk in a valley a wild flower did grow
And her name was Finvola, the Gem of the Roe
From the Isles of Abunde appeared to our view
A youth clad in tartan, it's strange but it's true
With a star on his breast and unstrung was his bow
And he sighed for Finvola the Gem of the Roe
The Gem of the Roe, the Gem of the Roe
And he sighed for Finvola
The Gem of the Roe
To the grey shores of Alba his bride he did bear
But short were the fond years these lovers did share
For thrice on the hillside the Banshee cried low
'Twas the death of Finvola the Gem of the Roe
The Gem of the Roe, the Gem of the Roe
'Twas the death of Finvola
The Gem of the Roe
No more up the streamlet her maidens will hie
For wan the pale cheek and bedimmed the blue eye
In silent affliction our sorrows will flow
Since gone is Finvola the Gem of the Roe
The Gem Of The RoeLRC歌词
[00:00.81]In a land of O'Cahan where bleak mountains rise
[00:09.35]O'er those brown ridgy tops now the dusky clouds fly
[00:18.56]Deep sunk in a valley a wild flower did grow
[00:27.53]And her name was Finvola, the Gem of the Roe
[00:35.76]
[00:36.21]From the Isles of Abunde appeared to our view
[00:43.76]A youth clad in tartan, it's strange but it's true
[00:50.72]With a star on his breast and unstrung was his bow
[00:58.85]And he sighed for Finvola the Gem of the Roe
[01:05.78]
[01:06.23]The Gem of the Roe, the Gem of the Roe
[01:14.23]And he sighed for Finvola
[01:18.24]The Gem of the Roe
[01:22.58]
[01:23.03]To the grey shores of Alba his bride he did bear
[01:30.17]But short were the fond years these lovers did share
[01:37.13]For thrice on the hillside the Banshee cried low
[01:45.37]'Twas the death of Finvola the Gem of the Roe
[01:52.30]
[01:52.75]The Gem of the Roe, the Gem of the Roe
[02:01.00]'Twas the death of Finvola
[02:05.00]The Gem of the Roe
[02:09.14]
[02:09.59]No more up the streamlet her maidens will hie
[02:18.64]For wan the pale cheek and bedimmed the blue eye
[02:27.34]In silent affliction our sorrows will flow
[02:35.92]Since gone is Finvola the Gem of the Roe
