heartland˴ƬƽԭоһǸɰġ̬ʮСء ˹ݵݸǵʱġ Ѿ15ˣܵζһйһѲᡱ
ϵļҡ
1st Verse:
Oh, give me a home, where the buffalo roam,
Where the deer and the antelope play,
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
Chorus:
Home, home on the range,
Where the deer and the antelope play,
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
2nd Verse:
Where the air is so pure, the zephyrs so free,
The breezes so balmy and light,
That I would not exchange my home on the range
For all the cities so bright.
Chorus
3rd Verse:
Oh, give me a land where the bright diamond sand
Flows leisurely down the stream;
Where the graceful white swan goes gliding along
Like a maid in a heavenly dream.
Chorus
4th Verse:
The red man was pressed from this part of the West,
He's likly no more to return
To the banks of Red River where seldom if ever
Their flickering campfires burn.
Chorus
5th Verse:
How often at night when the heavens are bright
With the light of the glittering stars,
Have I stood here amazed and asked as I gazed
If their glory exceeds that of ours.
Chorus
6th Verse:
Oh, I love these wild flowers in this dear land of ours;
The curlew I love to hear scream;
And I love the white rocks and the antelope flocks
That graze on the mountain-tops green.
Chorus
7th Verse:
Then I would not exchange my home on the range,
Where the deer and the antelope play;
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
Chorus
Ҽҡ(Home on the Range)ƬʵԴһ裬׳ڶս֮ǰϸ˵ǼڵػĹУֳŨ黳 ΪĶױΪĸҲձ˹ݶΪԼݸ衣ֲͬ˵һΪɿ˹ݵIJ³˹•ϣʿ͵• һΪλ֪ߴһͯÿȰģҲԶ
ǵļ֮ С
Ŷһң
ţȺŲߣ
ɽ¹Ϸˣ
ûƣ
ֻмĻ
(ϳ)
ңҼң
ɽ¹Ϸˣ
ûƣ
ֻмĻ
ҹǹ
Ŀǿ
̾Ƕ
ſá
ŶһƬأ
ʯɳ˳ߣ
ѩˮң
Ů·?
磬
ǧ?
жа
ܻ?
- Re: 可爱的美国posted on 03/20/2005
ɰ,ɰ ;) - posted on 03/23/2005
ϲһϸ衣woody guthrieҲbob dylanľʦ
ϣ˹
(WOODY GUTHRIE)
Ƭ
This Land Is Your Land
ϣ˹1940223ŦԼʱ㳡һ簹ĿͷдɠƬءĸʡĴǣ˵˹ ŭɥԼеѹǡŷģֳ˹ø֮ԡϵı⣬ÿһʫͬһʫнβϵұ˹ﴴǠųЦģ°ֹ㠑ġԸϵ۱һ衣ȡԿؼ (ʮʮһĠߺ) ĸװģҵĻ顷ǸһϵĽʥ衶Ŷװֵܡдɵġ
˹ﴴ㽫Ժֱ1944괺ŰɳƬԡƬءı⡣ܵʮȨ˶(һ) Ƽȡ졷ɠ衣
THIS LAND IS YOUR LAND
words and music by Woody Guthrie
Chorus:
This land is your land, this land is my land
From California, to the New York Island
From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters
This land was made for you and me
As I was walking a ribbon of highway
I saw above me an endless skyway
I saw below me a golden valley
This land was made for you and me
Chorus
I've roamed and rambled and I've followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
And all around me a voice was sounding
This land was made for you and me
Chorus
The sun comes shining as I was strolling
The wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
The fog was lifting a voice come chanting
This land was made for you and me
Chorus
As I was walkin' - I saw a sign there
And that sign said - no tress passin'
But on the other side .... it didn't say nothin!
Now that side was made for you and me!
Chorus
In the squares of the city - In the shadow of the steeple
Near the relief office - I see my people
And some are grumblin' and some are wonderin'
If this land's still made for you and me.
ƬأƬҵ
ӼǵŦԼ
īɼ֣
ƬҶ
Ĺ·
ͷܹ·ޱߵʣ
·ǽɫϪȣ
ƬǠҶ
ķνŲҴ
ɳĮɳ
ҵܻһ
ƬǠҶ
Ի͵̫У
˹Ʒ
ɢһڳ
ƬǠҶ
ûκֹǰ
̤֮·
ûκۻԭأ
ƬǠҶ
ҿһƣ
Ȼдţڡ
ӵһȴհ֣
һǠҶ
- posted on 03/23/2005
ʲѷΪݻõ塣 Ϊһˣ̬ȷܲʲ
죬ʲؼīͳҪļ־ԸԱμ߾
ĸʣ
¿˹һõ
Ҷôȥһ
ûܽ
ǵ˼һ룬
ȥʱʹ
Ķ顣
һܽҵ
Ҳֿ
ǵ¿˹ʻ
˫۾ʯ¶ˮ峺
Դ̸Ŀ̹
ҲΪɯ裬
ǵ¿˹Ļõ
ȴԶҵ
Ϸᴵͣǿã
ҹĺӱǻ࣬
֪ɼǵõ꣬
ŵԣҲ뿪
ޣҶҪҵ
Ϊҵij˱ˡ
ǽ٣
ͬžʱĸҥ
ǵ¿˹Ļõ壬
һԶ
Ӣĸʣ
There's a yellow rose in Texas, That I am going to see,
Nobody else could miss her, Not half as much as me.
She cried so when I left her It like to broke my heart,
And if I ever find her, We nevermore will part.
She's the sweetest little rosebud That Texas ever knew,
Her eyes are bright as diamonds, They sparkle like the dew;
You may talk about your Clementine, And sing of Rosalee,
But the YELLOW ROSE OF TEXAS Is the only girl for me.
When the Rio Grande is flowing, The starry skies are bright,
She walks along the river In the quiet summer night:
I know that she remembers, When we parted long ago,
I promise to return again, And not to leave her so.
Oh now I'm going to find her, For my heart is full of woe,
And we'll sing the songs together, That we sung so long ago
We'll play the bango gaily, And we'll sing the songs of yore,
And the Yellow Rose of Texas Shall be mine forevermore.
- posted on 04/04/2005
I once translated two stanzas: You can sing it.
һң ˮţε
Ҳû¹
Զ˾ɥĻ
Ҳ
ңļ
ﳣû¹
Զ˾ɥĻ
Ҳ
ٸҹ ǵ
̧۵Ǻ
ڲݵǹ
֪ӻԻ*
The English version I used was "exceeding that of love"
- Re: 可爱的美国posted on 04/04/2005
Ϸò - Re: 可爱的美国posted on 04/05/2005
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