Little Sir William - Sarah Brightman (莎拉·布莱曼)

Easter day was a holiday

Of all days of the year

And all the little schoolfellows went out to play

But sir william was not there

Mamma went to the school wife house

And knocked at the ring

Saying little sir william if you are there

Pray let your mother in

The school wife open'd the door and said

He is not here today

He is with the little schoolfellows out on the green

Playing some pretty play

Mamma went to the boyne water

That is so wide and deep

Saying little sir william if you are there

Oh pity your mother's weep

How can I pity your weep mother

And I so long in pain

For the little pen knife sticks close to my heart

And the school wife hath me slain

Go home go home my mother dear

And prepare my winding sheet

For tomorrow morning before eight o'clock

You with my body shall meet

And lay my prayer book at my head

And my grammar at my feet

That all the little schoolfellows as they pass by

May read them for my sake