The Wallace 歌词

Winter she mourns spring In bridal wreath and veil Autumn gold, summer brings Fortune he prevails In love's embrace bright seasons court As lives of men they change To fade and fall as flowers fail And Winter rule again For our freedom lay the wild, wild flower Women weep in vain Softly falls the gentle snow Wallace he is slain Winter she sews shrouds O'er Falkirk's bloody plains Masques o' death o'er all abound To waste her own domain What king or queen shall not defend Braver hearts must claim Or freedom fall as flowers fail And winter rule again For our freedom lay the wild, wild flowers Women weep in vain Softly falls the gentle snow Wallace he is slain