| 歌曲 | All Our Days |
| 歌手 | Sandy Denny |
| 专辑 | Listen, Listen - An Introduction To Sandy Denny |
| 作词 : Denny | |
| We search for everything | |
| Keeping what we would win | |
| Orchids or tiny flowers | |
| Wooden huts or ivory towers | |
| Centuries or hours | |
| Dark are the winter days | |
| Holy in many ways | |
| Vaults of time unshaken | |
| Whilst as through them we are taken | |
| Sleeping forests wake | |
| Ice melts on the lake | |
| Birds begin in making their way back home | |
| The frost and the fire goes | |
| East winds and winter snows | |
| Sun upon the daffodils | |
| Dancing on the verdant hills | |
| Lambs in the fields | |
| Warmer grows the morning sun | |
| Days of youthfulness and fun | |
| The prime of the year begun | |
| The song of summer to be sung | |
| Everything is one | |
| Working day is done | |
| Watch the river running through our lives | |
| How slowly the colours change | |
| We feel the drops of rain | |
| Mists of evening rise again | |
| We rarely stroll the shadowed lanes | |
| As autumn night draws in | |
| We sit upon the sand | |
| Warmth draining from the land | |
| Watching the ruby sun | |
| Setting on the ocean | |
| The echoes in the caves | |
| The flame upon the waves | |
| Memories for saving all our days |
| zuò cí : Denny | |
| We search for everything | |
| Keeping what we would win | |
| Orchids or tiny flowers | |
| Wooden huts or ivory towers | |
| Centuries or hours | |
| Dark are the winter days | |
| Holy in many ways | |
| Vaults of time unshaken | |
| Whilst as through them we are taken | |
| Sleeping forests wake | |
| Ice melts on the lake | |
| Birds begin in making their way back home | |
| The frost and the fire goes | |
| East winds and winter snows | |
| Sun upon the daffodils | |
| Dancing on the verdant hills | |
| Lambs in the fields | |
| Warmer grows the morning sun | |
| Days of youthfulness and fun | |
| The prime of the year begun | |
| The song of summer to be sung | |
| Everything is one | |
| Working day is done | |
| Watch the river running through our lives | |
| How slowly the colours change | |
| We feel the drops of rain | |
| Mists of evening rise again | |
| We rarely stroll the shadowed lanes | |
| As autumn night draws in | |
| We sit upon the sand | |
| Warmth draining from the land | |
| Watching the ruby sun | |
| Setting on the ocean | |
| The echoes in the caves | |
| The flame upon the waves | |
| Memories for saving all our days |