Daily Growing 爱尔兰民谣歌词
The trees they grow high, the leaves they do grow green,
　　 Many is the time my true love I’ve seen,
　　 Many an hour I have watched him all alone,
　　 He’s young but he’s daily growing.
　　
　　 Father, dear father, you’ve done me great wrong,
　　 You have married me to a boy who is too young,
　　 I am twice twelve and he is but fourteen,
　　 He’s young but he’s daily growing.
　　
　　 Daughter, dear daughter, I’ve done you no wrong,
　　 I have married you to a great lord’s son,
　　 He will be a man for you when I am dead and gone,
　　 He’s young but he’s daily growing
　　
　　 Father, dear father, if you see fit,
　　 We’ll send him to college for another year yet,
　　 I’ll tie a blue ribbon all around his head,
　　 To let the maidens know that he is married.
　　
　　 One day I was looking over my father’s castle wall,
　　 I spied all the boys playing with a ball,
　　 And my ow