Tall Ships - Show Of Hands

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Give us a wreck or two

给我们一两辆破车

Good Lord

天啊

Winter along this coast is hard

沿海地区的冬天很艰苦

Grey frost creeps like mortal sin

灰蒙蒙的寒霜像不可饶恕的罪孽一样蔓延

No food in the larder

储藏室里没有食物

No bread in the bin

垃圾桶里没有面包

One rich wreck is all we pray

我们只希望找到一辆豪车

Busted abroad at break of day

破晓时分在国外现身

Broken and splintered upon the reef

在暗礁上支离破碎

Bread and wine to calm our grief

面包和酒来平息我们的悲伤

Lord of rocks and tide and sky

石头潮汐天空之王

Heed our call

听从我们的召唤

Hark to our cry

聆听我们的呐喊

Bread by the bag

腰缠万贯

Beef by the cask

一掷千金

Food for poor hearts is all we ask

可怜人的心只有食物

On the skyline the tall ships sail by

高高的船在天际线上航行

Bound for London

去往伦敦

Their decks piled high

他们的甲板堆积如山

Fruits of warmer lands

温暖土地的果实

Passing through our hands

从我们手中溜走

So we look for the storm in the sky

所以我们期待着天空中的风暴

Farewell and adieu to you

再见了再见了

Spanish ladies

西班牙姑娘

Farewell and adieu

永别了再见

You ladies of Spain

西班牙的女士们

We've received orders for

我们接到了

To sail back to England

回到英国

We hope in a short time to see you again

我们希望很快能再见到你

We'll rant and we'll roar

我们会咆哮我们会怒吼

Like true British sailors

就像真正的英国水手

We'll rant and we'll roar

我们会咆哮我们会怒吼

All on the salt sea

都在咸海

Until we strike soundings

直到我们名声大噪

In the channel of old England

在古老英格兰的航道上

From Ushant to Scily is thirty five leagues

从Ushant到Scily距离三十五里格

We hove our ship to

我们停下我们的船

With the wind from the west

伴随着从西方吹来的风

Boys

男孩

Hove our ship to

让我们的船停下来

Deep soundings to take

深入探索

Thirty five fathoms

三十五英寻

And a white sandy bottom

一片白色沙滩

We squared our main yard

我们整理了我们的主院子

And the channel did make

频道确实制作了

We'll rant and we'll roar

我们会咆哮我们会怒吼

Like true British sailors

就像真正的英国水手

We'll rant and we'll roar

我们会咆哮我们会怒吼

All on the salt sea

都在咸海

Til we strike soundings

直到我们名声大噪

In the channel of old England

在古老英格兰的航道上

From Ushant to Scily is thirty five leagues

从Ushant到Scily距离三十五里格

Oh the fishermen rise with the sun

渔夫与太阳一同升起

And they work'til the day's nearly done

他们工作到一天快要结束

Hauling empty nets

拖空渔网

While the cold sun sets

寒冷的夕阳西沉

And the winter is barely begun

冬天才刚刚开始

There's a lighthouse a mile from the shore

离海岸一英里的地方有一座灯塔

That the storm-weary sailors search for

厌倦了暴风雨的水手四处寻觅

When the wind and rain

当风吹雨打

Bring their gales again

再次掀起风浪

It won't shine for them anymore

不再为他们闪耀

On the skyline the tall ships sail by

高高的船在天际线上航行

Bound for London

去往伦敦

Their decks piled high

他们的甲板堆积如山

Fruits of warmer lands

温暖土地的果实

Passing through our hands

从我们手中溜走

So we look for a storm in the sky

所以我们期待着天空掀起风暴

Sweet thoughts of home came to me today

今天我对家的思念涌上心头

Far too long now I've been away

我已经离开太久了

I'll stay away no longer

我不会再逃避

Come homeward winds

归家的风

Blow stronger

愈发强烈

Stronger

Stronger

I'm homeward bound

我踏上归途

I'm homeward bound

我踏上归途

With the first clear sight of

第一眼就能看到

The West Country shore

西海岸

We swear we won't

我们发誓我们不会

Go to sea any more

继续漂泊

Sweethearts and wives seem dearer

爱人似乎更珍贵

As the English shore draws nearer

英国的海岸越来越近

Now soon their welcome

现在他们即将到来

Will warm winter's heart

会温暖冬天的心

We'll vow nothing will pull us apart

我们发誓什么都无法将我们分开

There'll be a short time of plenty

会有短暂的富足时光

We'll think again when our pockets are empty

当我们的口袋空空如也时我们会再次思考

Now a grey storm blackens

如今一场灰色的风暴变成了黑色

The clear Western skies

晴朗的西部天空

Fear and welcome join both in our eyes

Full sail and a straining main mast

Run with the wind

We'll fly while the storm lasts

While the storm last

I'm homeward bound

I'm homeward bound

As the rain blackened clouds gather round

And the roaring gales drown every sound

All eyes search the night

For that ray of light

That warns where the black rocks are found

I know this place

I know this place

We're running aground

We're running aground

We're running aground

One rich wreck

Or maybe two

Food and stores to see us through

Til Spring leaps up like break of day

And fish return to the empty bay

One rich wreck

For thy hand is strong

A brig or a merchant one from up along

Caught on your twisted tides

Good lord

Drawn by our false lights to the shore

I rose with the morning

On a rain washed day

Early and I walked along the shore

Watching the broken splintered driftwood come in

I listened to the ocean roar

Town slowly waking and I walked from the sea

Parents break in to their children's dreams

Mothers start to call

Fathers reach the stirring streets

Wondering what another morning brings

All they have to sell is the

Strength of two strong arms

All they are standing in their shoes

And the price of your labour

In deep winter falls and falls

Point came there was nothing left to lose

We pay the price of winter

And we buy another year

It's time to search the heart

And count the cost

Take the guilty conscience

And the widow's bitter tears

And what we gain is someone else's loss

Yesterday the gales that shook the rooftop slates

Today the breeze gently tugs your hair

And the tide that closed it's fist

And snapped a broad ship's back

Now softly takes the white gulls from the air

Oh the banker's purse is like a deep black well

For every other well bred clown

And the merchant has a fleetful of young men's lives

He can risk one in twenty going down

I rose with the morning on a rain washed day

It was early and I walked along the shore

I knelt down by the water where my brother lay

I listened to the ocean roar

We have families with sons on the sea

They work the tall ships of the sea

But our choice is made

By these winter's days

And the children who watch from the quay

That wild evening the word flew around

A tall merchant mashed into the ground

How we shout and sing

Glad to greet the spring

Though we weep for the sailors we've drowned

On the skyline the tall ships sail by

Bound for London

Their decks piled high

Fruits of warmer lands

Passing through our hands

So we look for a storm in the sky

November wind chills to the bone

And December rain lashes the stones

Sea that brings us life

Take your sacrifice

And give back the hope to our homes

On the skyline the tall ships sail by

Bound for London

Their decks piled high

Fruits of warmer lands

Passing through our hands

So we look for a storm in the sky

Oh the fishermen rise with the sun

And they work 'til the day's nearly done

Hauling empty nets

While the cold sun sets

And the winter is barely begun

On the skyline the tall ships sail by

Bound for London

Their decks piled high

Fruits of warmer lands

Passing through our hands

So we look for a storm in the sky

Oh we look for a storm in the sky

Oh we look for a storm in the sky

我们期待天空掀起风暴