"The Girl With Aprill In Her Eyes"

 

  There was a king,who called for the spring,                   

For his world was still covered in snow,                        

      But the spring had not been,for he was wicked and mean

      In his winter fields nothing would grow                                                                                 

                                                      

                   And when a traveller called seeking help ar the door,

   Only food and a bed for the night,                

 He ordered his slave to turn her away       

     The girl with Aprill in her eyes...                    

 

  Oh,oh,on and on she goes,                              

                    Through the winters night,the wind and the snow...          

Hey,hey on and on she rides,                         

   Someone help the girl with Aprill in her eyes...

 

          She rode through the night till she came to the light,                                   

            Of a humble man's home in the woods                                                            

      He brought her inside,by the firelight she died,                                        

And he buried her gently and good                                                      

Oh,the morning was bright,all the world was snow-withe                    

But when he came to the place where she lay                                     

His field was ablaze with flowers on the grave,                                    

 Of the girl with Aprill in her eyes                                                          

  

  Oh,oh on and on she goes,                                                                             

 Through the winters night,the wild wind and the snow                                

Hey,hey on and on she flies,                                                                         

She is gone,the girl with Aprill in her eyes...                                                

 

                                      "Chris De Burgh/Crusader/The girl with Aprill in her eyes"

 

 

                          "دختری با چشمان بهاری"

 

                                                                         روزی پادشاهی بود که بهار را فرا خواند٬

                                                                             چون دنیایش هنوز پوشیده از برف بود

                                                            اما بهار به دنیایش نمی آمد٬چون او پلید و خبیث بود

                                                                      در مزرعه زمستان زده اش چیزی نمی روئید٬

                                                           و وقتی رهگذری به در خانه اش آمد و از او خواست٬

                                                                                     تا تنها به او غذا و سرپناه بدهد٬

                                                          شاه به غلامش امر کرد که مسافر را از در دور کند٬

                                                                                ... که دختری بود با چشمان بهاری

 

                                                            آه٬آه او می رود و می رود٬

                                        ...از میان شب زمستان٬از میان برف و باد و بوران          

                                       هی٬هی او سوار بر اسب می تازد و می تازد٬

                                     ...فریاد رسی باید برای دختری با چشمان بهاری

 

                            در شب به راهش ادامه داد تا به روشنایی رسید٬

                                            روشنایی خانه مرد فقیری در جنگل٬

   مرد او را به درون کلبه آورد و دخترک در کنار نور آتش جان سپرد٬

                               و مرد او را با آرامش و احترام به خاک سپرد

  

                                                                آه٬که بامداد درخشان بود و همه عالم به سپیدی برف

                                                                                   اما زمانی که به آرامگاه دخترک آمد٬

                                                                          مزرعه اش یکپارچه لبریز از گل و سنبل بود

                                                                         ...بر روی آرامگاه آن دختر با چشمان بهاری

     

                                                         آه٬آه او می رود و می رود٬

                         ...از میان شب و زمستان٬ از میان برف و باد بوران

                                                     بالا٬بالا٬بالاتر او پرواز می کند٬

                                           ...او رفته اشت دختری با چشمان بهاری