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[00:00.000] 作词 : Faun [00:01.000] 作曲 : Faun [00:21.188]On a fine evening fair in the month of April [00:25.702]Over the hill came the sun with a smile, [00:29.689]And the folks they were throngin' the roads everywhere, [00:34.202]Makin' haste to be in at the Copshawholme Fair. [00:38.188]I've seen 'em a-comin' from mountains and glens, [00:42.704]Those rosy-faced lasses and strappin' young men, [00:46.953]With a joy in their heart and unburdened o' care, [00:51.469]A-meetin' old friends at the Copshawholme Fair. [00:54.923] [00:55.720]Whoever joined our gathering [00:59.704]and danced under the garlands green [01:03.954]will never be the same again [01:12.454]Now rest your head and stay a while [01:16.970]and dwell with us the summer's night [01:21.219]and you'll never be the same again [02:03.984] [02:04.251]There are lads for the lasses, there's toys for the bairns, [02:08.233]Jugglers and tumblers and folks with no arms, [02:12.485]There's a ballad-singer here and a fiddler there, [02:17.001]Nut-men and spice-men at Copshawholme Fair. [02:21.249]There are peddlers and potters and gingerbread stands, [02:25.767]Peepshows and popping-darts and green caravans, [02:29.953]There's fruit from all nations exhibited there, [02:33.939]With kale plants from Orange at Copshawholme Fair. [02:38.192] [02:38.718]Whoever joined our gathering [02:42.704]and danced under the garlands green [02:46.955]will never be the same again [02:55.453]Now rest your head and stay a while [02:59.703]and dwell with us the summer's night [03:03.953]and you'll never be the same again [04:04.252] [04:05.048]You came a long way, you traveled for so long. [04:13.283]Now rest your head before the summer's gone, [04:21.989]Meet us in the sunny fields and meet us in the greenwood deep [04:25.709]And step in our faerie ring 'cause you'll never ever ever be the same again. [05:29.992] [05:29.992]When the hiring is over, off they all sprang [05:34.505]Into the ballroom for to join in the throng, [05:38.224]And "I Never Will Lie With My Mammy Nae Mair" [05:43.003]The fiddles play briskly at Copshawholme Fair.