[00:00.00]The Ash Grove - Nana Mouskouri
[00:08.49]Written by：Davies/Orwig Jones
[00:16.98]The ash grove how graceful
[00:22.47]How plainly it is speaking
[00:27.28]The heart through it playing
[00:31.77]Has language for me
[00:36.32]When o'er the light through it's branches is breaking
[00:46.05]A host of kind faces is gazing on me
[00:54.94]The friends of my childhood again are before me
[01:04.22]Each of wakes of memories as freely I roam
[01:13.82]With soft whispers laden it's leaves rustle o'er me
[01:23.74]The ash grove
[01:25.37]The ash grove alone is my home
[01:34.98]My leaps
[01:37.01]My nose
[01:38.74]My
[01:40.54]My heart loses it's lightness
[01:45.64]No dream of the future
[01:50.69]My sprit can dure
[01:56.11]I only can breathe on the past
[02:03.54]And it's brightness
[02:06.64]The dear I've mourn our again
[02:13.40]Leaving you
[02:17.33]From ev'ry dark nook they press forward to meet me
[02:27.15]I lift up my eyes to the broad leafy dome
[02:38.62]And others are there looking downward to greet me
[02:49.94]The ash grove
[02:52.09]The ash grove alone is my home