作曲:Nicholas David Kershaw
作词:Nicholas David Kershaw
Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of aran
Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion
There's a wrong and a right
Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of aran
Goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion
There's a wrong and right
He'll never ever fight over you
Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of aran goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion
There's a wrong and a right
Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of aran goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion
There's a wrong and right
Near a tree by a river
There's a hole in the ground
Where an old man of aran goes
The baron goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon
In the veil of the night
For a strange kind of fashion
There's a wrong and right
He'll never ever fight over you