Daily Growing (一天天成长) - Altan
The trees they grow high
And the leaves they do grow green
Many is the time my true love I've seen
Many an hour I 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
And 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 own true love
He was the flower of them all
He's young but he's daily growing
And so early in the morning
At the dawning of the day
They went into a hayfield for
To have some sport and play
And what they did there
She never would declare
But she never more complained of his growing
At the age of fourteen he was a married man
At the age of fifteen the father of my son
At the age of sixteen his grave it was green
And death had put an end to his growing
I'll buy my love some flannel
I'll make my love a shroud
And every stitch I put in it
The tears they'll pour down
Amd every stitch I put in it
How the tears they will flow
Cruel fate has put an end to his growing
Daily Growing (一天天成长) - Altan
The trees they grow high
And the leaves they do grow green
Many is the time my true love I've seen
Many an hour I 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
And 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 own true love
He was the flower of them all
He's young but he's daily growing
And so early in the morning
At the dawning of the day
They went into a hayfield for
To have some sport and play
And what they did there
She never would declare
But she never more complained of his growing
At the age of fourteen he was a married man
At the age of fifteen the father of my son
At the age of sixteen his grave it was green
And death had put an end to his growing
I'll buy my love some flannel
I'll make my love a shroud
And every stitch I put in it
The tears they'll pour down
Amd every stitch I put in it
How the tears they will flow
Cruel fate has put an end to his growing