Phil Coulter - The Best Piano Collection [compilation] (2002) by Phil Coulter (보컬) on maniadb.com

In my memory, I will always see
The town that I have loved so well
Where our school played ball by the gas yard wall
And they laughed through the smoke and the smell
Going home in the rain, running up the dark lane
Past the jail, and down behind the fountain
Those were happy days in so many, many ways
In the town I loved so well

In the early morning the shirt factory horn
Called women from Kragan, the moor, and the bog
While the men on the dole played a mother's role
Fed the children and then walked the dog
And when times got tough there was just about enough
And they saw it through without complaining
For deep inside was a burning pride
In the town I loved so well

There was music there in the derriere
Like a language that we all could understand
I remember the day that I earned my first pay
When I played in a small pick-up band


There I spent my youth, and to tell you the truth
I was sad to leave it all behind me
For I learned about life, and I found a wife
In the town I loved so well

But when I returned, how my eyes have burned
To see how a town could be brought to it's knees
By the armoured cars and the bombed-out bars
And the gas that hangs on to every breeze
Now the army's installed by that old gas yard wall
And the damned barbed wire gets higher and higher
With their tanks and their guns, oh my god, what have they done
To the town I loved so well

Now the music's gone but they carry on
For their spirits been bruised, never broken
They will not forget but their hearts are set
On tomorrow and peace once again
For what's done is done and what's won is won
And what's lost is lost and gone for ever
I can only pray for a bright, brand new day
In the town I love so well

Phil Coulter (필콜터)
1943 02 19 북아일랜드
아일랜드가 자랑하는 '국보급' 작곡가 겸 피아니스트!!

그대가 보고싶습니다.
문득 다가오는 그대는
저만치 서서 늘
나를 그리움에 지치게 합니다.


오늘도 바람처럼 불어와
안개처럼 걷혀 가는 그대 모습은
지난밤 꿈속 눈물로
하얗게 흐려집니다.


가슴으로 느껴보고 싶어
이슬처럼 다가가지만
그대는
나뭇잎을 스쳐가는 햇살입니다.


그대가 보고싶습니다.
도심의 거리에서도
문득 스치는 그대 목소리는
내 가슴을 멈추게 합니다.


오늘도 그대는
출렁이는 강 저편에 서서
나를 부릅니다.
아니 내가 부릅니다.


속삭이는 고백이야 없지만
함께이면서 늘 혼자이듯이
우리는 사랑합니다.


그래서
그대가 더 보고싶은가 봅니다.

* The Green Leaves of Summer *

A time to be reapin’, a time to be sowin’
The green leaves of summer
Are callin’ me home

’Twas so good to be young then,
In the season of plenty
When the catfish were jumpin’
As high as the sky

A time just for plantin’,
A time just for ploughin’
A time to be courtin’ a girl of your own

’Twas so good to be young then,
To be close to the earth
And to stand by your wife
At the moment of birth

A time to be reapin’, a time to be sowin’
A time just for livin’, a place for to die

’Twas so good to be young then,
To be close to the earth
Now the green leaves of summer
Are callin’ me home

’Twas so good to be young then,
To be close to the earth
Now the green leaves of summer
Are callin’ me home