Traditional: The Minstrel Boy - Sir Peter Pears/Benjamin Britten

作词：Thomas Moore

作曲：Traditional

The minstrel boy to the war is gone

In the ranks of death you'll find him

His father's sword he has girded on

And his wild harp slung behind him

Land of Song said the warrior bard

Though all the world betrays thee

One sword at least thy rights shall guard

One faithful harp shall praise thee

The Minstrel fell But the foeman's chain

Could not bring his proud soul under

The harp he loved ne'er spoke again

For he tore its chords asunder

And said No chains shall sully thee

Thou soul of love and bravery

Thy songs were made for the pure and free

They shall never sound in slavery