歌曲 | A Lecture Upon the Shadow |
歌手 | Randevu |
专辑 | Randevu |
作词 : John Donne | |
作曲 : Luca Romano/Flavia Lazzaro | |
A lecture upon the shadow | |
Ceci est une leçon sur l'amour de John Donne | |
Stand still, and I will read to thee | |
A lecture, love, in love's philosophy | |
These three hours that we have spent | |
Walking here, two shadows went | |
Along with us, which we ourselves produc'd | |
But, now the sun is just above our head | |
We do those shadows tread | |
And to brave clearness all things are reduc'd | |
So whilst our infant loves did grow | |
Disguises did, and shadows, flow | |
From us, and our cares; but now 'tis not so | |
That love has not attain'd the high'st degree | |
Which is still diligent lest others see | |
Except our loves at this noon stay | |
We shall new shadows make the other way | |
As the first were made to blind | |
Others, these which come behind | |
Will work upon ourselves, and blind our eyes | |
If our loves faint, and westwardly decline | |
To me thou, falsely, thine | |
And I to thee mine actions shall disguise | |
The morning shadows wear away | |
But these grow longer all the day | |
But oh, love's day is short, if love decay | |
That love has not attain'd the high'st degree | |
Which is still diligent lest others see | |
Love is a growing, or full constant light | |
And his first minute, after noon, is night |
zuò cí : John Donne | |
zuò qǔ : Luca Romano Flavia Lazzaro | |
A lecture upon the shadow | |
Ceci est une le on sur l' amour de John Donne | |
Stand still, and I will read to thee | |
A lecture, love, in love' s philosophy | |
These three hours that we have spent | |
Walking here, two shadows went | |
Along with us, which we ourselves produc' d | |
But, now the sun is just above our head | |
We do those shadows tread | |
And to brave clearness all things are reduc' d | |
So whilst our infant loves did grow | |
Disguises did, and shadows, flow | |
From us, and our cares but now ' tis not so | |
That love has not attain' d the high' st degree | |
Which is still diligent lest others see | |
Except our loves at this noon stay | |
We shall new shadows make the other way | |
As the first were made to blind | |
Others, these which come behind | |
Will work upon ourselves, and blind our eyes | |
If our loves faint, and westwardly decline | |
To me thou, falsely, thine | |
And I to thee mine actions shall disguise | |
The morning shadows wear away | |
But these grow longer all the day | |
But oh, love' s day is short, if love decay | |
That love has not attain' d the high' st degree | |
Which is still diligent lest others see | |
Love is a growing, or full constant light | |
And his first minute, after noon, is night |