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[00:00.00]Blackthorn - Annua
[00:10.55]So many men think that I am theirs
[00:17.14]When I sit with them
[00:20.50]When I drink with them
[00:24.75]Nothing compares to all that was shared
[00:31.54]Between you and I
[00:35.27]Between you and I
[00:39.63]Snow falls on the mountain
[00:45.52]Of Sliabh Uí Fhloinn
[00:54.98]And my love is like sloe
[01:03.05]Blossom on the blackthorn
[01:12.68]So many men reach for the highest branch
[01:19.08]To find the bitter fruit
[01:22.76]To find the bitter fruit
[01:26.59]When close within reach of the hand
[01:30.24]Lies the sweetest berry
[01:34.33]On the lowest branch on the lowest branch
[02:31.98]Snow falls on the mountain
[02:38.02]Of Sliabh Uí Fhloinn
[02:47.25]And my love is like sloe
[02:55.52]Blossom on the blackthorn
文本歌词
Blackthorn - Annua
So many men think that I am theirs
When I sit with them
When I drink with them
Nothing compares to all that was shared
Between you and I
Between you and I
Snow falls on the mountain
Of Sliabh Uí Fhloinn
And my love is like sloe
Blossom on the blackthorn
So many men reach for the highest branch
To find the bitter fruit
To find the bitter fruit
When close within reach of the hand
Lies the sweetest berry
On the lowest branch on the lowest branch
Snow falls on the mountain
Of Sliabh Uí Fhloinn
And my love is like sloe
Blossom on the blackthorn
