Evening Bell (저녁 종소리) - Sheila Ryan

Evening Bell (저녁 종소리) - Sheila Ryan Ev'ning bells, ev'ning bells, How many a stroy you've got to tell Of youth and home and that sweet time, When last I heard your soothing chime. Those lovely days they are past away, And many a heart that then was gay Within the tomb now darkly dwells And no more to hear ev'ning bells. And so it will be when I am gone, That tunefull sound will still ring on While other bards will walk with these bells And sing your praise sweet ev'ning bells. Ev'ning bells, ev'ning bells, How many a stroy you've got to tell Of youth and home and that sweet time, When last I heard your soothing chime