Raglan Road-Ronan Keating

[ti:Raglan Road] [ar:Ronan Keating] [al:Songs From Home] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.20]Raglan Road - Ronan Keating [00:00.85]Lyrics by：Patrick Kavanagh [00:01.51]Composed by：Patrick Kavanagh [00:33.10]On Raglan Road on an Autumn day [00:39.32]I saw her first and knew [00:45.00]That her dark hair would weave a snare [00:51.29]That I might one day rue [00:57.12]I saw the danger yet I passed [01:03.42]Along the enchanted way [01:08.88]And I said let grief be a fallen leaf [01:15.10]At the dawning of the day [01:21.17]On Grafton Street in November [01:27.00]We tripped lightly along the ledge [01:32.81]Of the deep ravine where can be seen [01:39.11]The worth of passion's pledge [01:44.84]The queen of hearts still making tarts [01:50.73]And I not making hay [01:56.56]Oh I loved too much and by such by such [02:02.86]Is happiness thrown away [02:20.35]I gave her gifts of the mind [02:24.98]I gave her the secret sign [02:32.00]That's known to the artists who have known [02:38.00]The true Gods of sound and stone [02:43.69]And word and tint without stint [02:49.39]For I gave her poems to say [02:55.42]With her own name there and her own dark hair [03:01.16]Like clouds over fields of May [03:07.19]On a quiet street where old ghosts meet [03:13.07]I see her walking now [03:18.96]Away from me so hurriedly [03:24.67]My reason must allow [03:30.66]That I had loved not as I should [03:36.50]A creature made of clay [03:42.44]When the angel woos the clay he'd lose [03:48.18]His wings at the dawn of day