
Date of issue: 23.07.1993
Record label: EMI Music Japan
Song language: Japanese
Danny Boy(original) |
O Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling |
From glen to glen and down the mountainside |
The summer’s gone and all the roses falling |
'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide. |
ああ私のダニーよ バグパイプの音が呼んでいるよ |
谷から谷へ 山の斜面を駆け下りるように |
夏は過ぎ去り バラもみんな枯れ落ちる中 |
あなたは あなたは行ってしまう |
But come ye back when summer’s in the meadow |
Or when the valley’s hushed and white with snow |
'Tis I’ll be here in sunshine or in shadow |
O Danny boy, O Danny boy, I love you so. |
戻ってきて 夏の草原の中 |
谷が雪で静かに白く染まるときでもいい |
日の光の中、日陰の中、私は居ます |
ああ私のダニーよ、あなたを心から愛しています |
But if ye come and all the flowers are dying |
If I am dead, as dead I well may be, |
You’ll come and find the place where I am lying |
And kneel and say an Ave there for me. |
すべての花が枯れ落ちる中、あなたが帰ってきて |
もし私が既に亡くなっていても |
あなたは私が眠る場所を探して |
ひざまづき、お別れの言葉をかけるのです |
And I shall hear, though soft, your tread above me |
And all my grave shall warmer, sweeter be |
For you will bend and tell me that you love me |
And I will sleep in peace until you come to me. |
私の上を静かにそっと歩いても私には聞こえる |
あなたが愛してるといってくれたとき |
私は暖かく心地よい空気に包まれるでしょう |
私は安らかに眠り続けます |
あなたが帰って来てくれるその時まで |
(translation) |
O Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling |
From glen to glen and down the mountainside |
The summer ’s gone and all the roses falling |
'Tis you,' tis you must go and I must bide. |
Oh my Danny he's calling the sound of bagpipes |
From valley to valley Like running down a mountain slope |
Summer is gone and all the roses are dying |
You he he you go |
But come ye back when summer ’s in the meadow |
Or when the valley ’s hushed and white with snow |
'Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow |
O Danny boy, O Danny boy, I love you so. |
Come back in the summer meadow |
Even when the valley is quietly dyed white with snow |
I'm in the light, in the shade |
Oh my Danny, I love you from the bottom of my heart |
But if ye come and all the flowers are dying |
If I am dead, as dead I well may be, |
You ’ll come and find the place where I am lying |
And kneel and say an Ave there for me. |
You're back as all the flowers die |
Even if I'm already dead |
You are looking for a place where i sleep |
Knee down and say goodbye. |
And I shall hear, though soft, your tread above me |
And all my grave shall warmer, sweeter be |
For you will bend and tell me that you love me |
And I will sleep in peace until you come to me. |
Even if I walk quietly and gently over me, I can hear it |
When you say I love you |
I will be surrounded by warm and comfortable air |
I keep sleeping peacefully |
Until then when you come back |