The Highwayman-Loreena McKennitt

[ti:The Highwayman] [ar:Loreena McKennitt] [al:The Book Of Secrets] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Highwayman - Loreena McKennitt (罗琳娜·麦肯尼特) [01:08.30]The wind was a torrent of darkness [01:10.89]Among the gusty trees [01:12.64] [01:13.35]The moon was a ghostly galleon [01:15.81] [01:16.35]Tossed upon the cloudy seas [01:18.85]The road was a ribbon of moonlight [01:22.00]Over the purple moor [01:24.06] [01:24.69]And the highwayman came riding [01:26.94] [01:27.50]Riding riding [01:29.87] [01:30.81]The highwayman came riding [01:32.57] [01:33.19]Up to the old inn-door [01:35.69] [01:37.78]He'd a French cocked hat on his forehead [01:40.42]A bunch of lace at his chin [01:42.54] [01:43.11]A coat of claret velvet [01:45.18] [01:45.99]And breeches of brown doe-skin [01:48.06] [01:48.75]They fitted with never a wrinkle [01:51.51]His boots were up to the thigh [01:54.32]And he rode with a jeweled twinkle [01:56.66] [01:57.22]His pistol butts a-twinkle [01:59.04] [02:00.29]His rapier hilt a-twinkle [02:02.05] [02:02.80]Under the jeweled sky [02:04.88] [02:07.51]And over the cobbles he clattered [02:09.89]And clashed in the dark inn yard [02:12.08] [02:12.71]And he tapped with his whip on the shutters [02:15.66]But all was locked and barred [02:18.11]He whistled a tune to the window [02:21.31]And who should be waiting there [02:23.26] [02:24.00]But the landlord's black-eyed daughter [02:26.20] [02:26.83]Bess the landlord's daughter [02:29.21] [02:30.15]Plaiting a dark red love-knot [02:32.47]Into her long black hair [02:34.49] [02:37.11]"One kiss my bonny sweetheart [02:39.49]I'm after a prize tonight [02:41.56] [02:42.56]But I shall be back with the yellow gold [02:45.46]Before the morning light [02:47.27] [02:48.27]Yet if they press me sharply [02:50.33] [02:50.97]And harry me through the day [02:53.03] [02:53.65]Then look for me by the moonlight [02:56.56]Watch for me by the moonlight [02:58.80] [02:59.70]I'll come to thee by the moonlight [03:02.25]Though hell should bar the way [03:04.17] [03:06.67]He rose upright in the stirrups [03:09.19]He scarce could reach her hand [03:11.38] [03:12.14]But she loosened her hair in the casement [03:14.85]His face burnt like a brand [03:16.91] [03:17.60]As the black cascade of the perfume [03:20.54]Came tumbling over his breast [03:22.54] [03:23.29]And he kissed its waves in the moonlight [03:25.62] [03:26.30]Oh sweet waves in the moonlight [03:28.38] [03:29.06]He tugged at his rein in the moonlight [03:31.89]And galloped away to the west [03:34.39] [04:00.39]He did not come at the dawning [04:02.26] [04:02.83]He did not come at noon [04:04.96] [04:05.83]And out of the tawny sunset [04:08.41]Before the rise o' the moon [04:10.55] [04:11.42]When the road was a gypsy's ribbon [04:14.10]Looping the purple moor [04:16.26] [04:17.00]A red-coat troop came marching [04:19.27] [04:20.01]Marching marching [04:21.59] [04:22.90]King George's men came marching [04:24.71] [04:25.58]Up to the old inn-door [04:27.86] [04:29.98]They said no word to the landlord [04:31.94] [04:32.56]They drank his ale instead [04:34.32] [04:35.26]But they gagged his daughter and bound her [04:38.14]To the foot of her narrow bed [04:40.34] [04:40.90]Two of them knelt at the casement [04:43.73]With muskets at their side [04:45.61] [04:46.42]There was death at every window [04:48.50] [04:49.44]Hell at one dark window [04:51.62] [04:52.43]For Bess could see through the casement [04:55.08]The road that he would ride [04:57.20] [04:59.72]They had tied her up to attention [05:02.17]With many a niggering jest [05:04.23] [05:04.97]They had bound a musket beside her [05:07.86]With the barrel beneath her breast [05:09.70] [05:10.39]"Now keep good watch" and they kissed her [05:13.59]She heard the dead man say [05:16.23]"Look for me by the moonlight [05:18.53] [05:19.30]Watch for me by the moonlight [05:21.42] [05:22.01]I'll come to thee by the moonlight [05:24.76]Though hell should bar the way" [05:26.77] [05:29.12]She twisted her hands behind her [05:31.18]But all the knots held good [05:33.52] [05:34.95]She writhed her hands till her fingers [05:37.53]Were wet with sweat or blood [05:39.54] [05:40.42]They stretched and strained in the darkness [05:43.11]And the hours crawled by like years [05:45.25] [05:45.93]Till now on the stroke of midnight [05:48.13] [05:48.76]Cold on the stroke of midnight [05:50.96] [05:51.71]The tip of one finger touched it [05:54.34]The trigger at least was hers [05:56.37] [06:13.08]Tlot-tlot tlot-tlot had they heard it [06:15.35] [06:15.90]The horses hoofs ring clear [06:17.67] [06:18.61]Tlot-tlot tlot-tlot in the distance [06:21.30]Were they deaf that they did not hear [06:23.38] [06:24.50]Down the ribbon of moonlight [06:26.45] [06:27.08]Over the brow of the hill [06:29.13] [06:29.71]The highwayman came riding [06:31.71] [06:32.54]Riding riding [06:34.28] [06:35.86]The red-coats looked to their priming [06:37.61] [06:38.17]She stood up straight and still [06:40.05] [06:42.57]Tlot in the frosty silence [06:44.46] [06:45.20]Tlot in the echoing night [06:47.20] [06:48.21]Nearer he came and nearer [06:50.27] [06:50.85]Her face was like a light [06:52.97] [06:53.74]Her eyes grew wide for a moment [06:56.50]She drew one last deep breath [06:58.56] [06:59.24]Then her finger moved in the moonlight [07:02.13]Her musket shattered the moonlight [07:04.44] [07:05.26]Shattered her breast in the moonlight [07:07.75]And warned him with her death [07:09.81] [07:12.34]He turned he spurred to the west [07:14.85]He did not know she stood [07:16.94] [07:17.82]Bowed with her head o'er the musket [07:20.40]Drenched with her own red blood [07:22.60] [07:23.29]Not till the dawn he heard it [07:26.11]His face grew gray to hear [07:28.31] [07:28.94]How Bess the landlord's daughter [07:31.04] [07:31.73]The landlord's black-eyed daughter [07:33.98] [07:34.60]Had watched for her love in the moonlight [07:37.36]And died in the darkness there [07:39.87] [07:41.93]And back he spurred like a madman [07:44.44]Shrieking a curse to the sky [07:47.27]With the white road smoking behind him [07:50.09]And his rapier brandished high [07:51.98] [07:52.85]Blood-red were the spurs in the gold moon [07:55.92]Wine-red was his velvet coat [07:57.88] [07:58.50]When they shot him down on the highway [08:01.39]Down like a dog on the highway [08:03.58] [08:04.15]And he lay in his blood on the highway [08:07.09]With the bunch of lace at his throat [08:09.24] [08:27.30]Still of a winter's night they say [08:29.92]When the wind is in the trees [08:31.94] [08:32.49]When the moon is a ghostly galleon [08:35.19]Tossed upon the cloudy seas [08:37.08] [08:38.20]When the road is a ribbon of moonlight [08:41.01]Over the purple moor [08:43.04] [08:43.66]A highwayman comes riding [08:45.92] [08:46.80]Riding riding [08:48.56] [08:49.93]A highwayman comes riding [08:51.43] [08:52.55]Up to the old inn-door