Wars Of Germany - Judy Collins (朱蒂·柯林斯)
Oh woe be to the orders
That marched my love away
And woe be to the bitter tears
I shed upon this day
And woe be to the bloody wars
Of high Germany
For they've carried off my own true love
Left a broken heart to bleed
The drums beat in the morning
Before the break of day
And the we we pipes played loud and shrill
While yet the morn was gray
And the bonnie flags were all unfurled
Was a gallant sight to see
But sorrow for my soldier lad
Who marched to Germany
Oh woe be to the orders
That marched my love away
And woe be to the bitter tears
I shed upon this day
And woe be to the country
Where our men are forced to be
And woe be to the foreign wars
That stole my love from me
Turn, Turn, Turn (To Everything There Is a Season) - Judy Collins (朱蒂·柯林斯)To every thing turn turn turnThere is a season turn turn turnAnd a time to every purpose under heave...
The Prickilie Bush - Judy Collins (朱蒂·柯林斯)Written by：TraditionalO the prickilie bushIt pricks my heart full soreIf I ever get out of the prickilie bushI'll never...
Tell Me Who I'll Marry - Judy Collins (朱蒂·柯林斯)Tell me who I'll marry tell me who he'll beWhile the Vistula is flowingBy the green oak treeWhile the Vistula is flowing...
Send In The Clowns - Judy Collins (朱蒂·柯林斯) Isn't it rich 多么富丽堂皇啊Are we a pair 我们是一对儿吗Me here at last on the ground 我终于落在地上You in mid-air ...
Golden Apples Of The Sund - Judy Collins (朱蒂·柯林斯)I went out to the hazel woodBecause a fire was in my headCut and peeled the hazel wandAnd hooked a berry to a thread...