歌曲 | Humphrey Bell |
歌手 | Andrea Boccadoro |
专辑 | Astrologaster (Original Video Game Score) |
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[00:00.000] | 作词 : Katharine Neil |
[00:00.137] | 作曲 : Andrea Boccadoro |
[00:00.275] | Humphrey Bell! Who is this comely youth? |
[00:06.257] | Mayhap a little shy |
[00:08.634] | But pleasing to the eye |
[00:13.519] | His eyes, his hair, his shapely form, forsooth. |
[00:18.926] | Has he a sweetheart? Pray tell us the truth. |
[00:25.222] | Humphrey Bell! To play a leading dame |
[00:30.864] | You must pay the price |
[00:33.163] | Of looking thin and nice |
[00:37.943] | Drink of your fear! Feast on your guilt and shame! |
[00:42.671] | Lest you be judged and we accord you blame. |
[00:49.489] | Humphrey Bell! Art is its own reward |
[00:55.262] | For is it not enough |
[00:59.756] | To be by fans adored? |
[01:05.032] | For you, we sigh, we weep, we drool and swoon |
[01:10.675] | When we see you entering the room |
[01:18.616] | Humphrey Bell! You must not take so ill |
[01:24.807] | For though your beauty does fade |
[01:31.468] | We do adore you still |
[01:35.047] | Our eyes so wide! Our thoughts so unrefined! |
[01:40.402] | At the sight of your shapely behind |
[01:49.493] | Humphrey Bell! Your time upon the stage |
[01:55.919] | Grows nearer to its end |
[01:58.871] | As you advance in age |
[02:03.834] | But hold! No tears! Calm down! Resign your fears! |
[02:09.424] | You're just too old to earn a living wage. |
[02:16.425] | Humphrey Bell! Our thoughts we must disclose |
[02:22.485] | Though your acting is fine |
[02:26.691] | You have too many clothes |
[02:32.673] | ‘Tis hot! Pray bide! Fuss not! Sit down! Recline! |
[02:38.551] | Upon this couch and take a little wine |
[00:00.000] | zuo ci : Katharine Neil |
[00:00.137] | zuo qu : Andrea Boccadoro |
[00:00.275] | Humphrey Bell! Who is this comely youth? |
[00:06.257] | Mayhap a little shy |
[00:08.634] | But pleasing to the eye |
[00:13.519] | His eyes, his hair, his shapely form, forsooth. |
[00:18.926] | Has he a sweetheart? Pray tell us the truth. |
[00:25.222] | Humphrey Bell! To play a leading dame |
[00:30.864] | You must pay the price |
[00:33.163] | Of looking thin and nice |
[00:37.943] | Drink of your fear! Feast on your guilt and shame! |
[00:42.671] | Lest you be judged and we accord you blame. |
[00:49.489] | Humphrey Bell! Art is its own reward |
[00:55.262] | For is it not enough |
[00:59.756] | To be by fans adored? |
[01:05.032] | For you, we sigh, we weep, we drool and swoon |
[01:10.675] | When we see you entering the room |
[01:18.616] | Humphrey Bell! You must not take so ill |
[01:24.807] | For though your beauty does fade |
[01:31.468] | We do adore you still |
[01:35.047] | Our eyes so wide! Our thoughts so unrefined! |
[01:40.402] | At the sight of your shapely behind |
[01:49.493] | Humphrey Bell! Your time upon the stage |
[01:55.919] | Grows nearer to its end |
[01:58.871] | As you advance in age |
[02:03.834] | But hold! No tears! Calm down! Resign your fears! |
[02:09.424] | You' re just too old to earn a living wage. |
[02:16.425] | Humphrey Bell! Our thoughts we must disclose |
[02:22.485] | Though your acting is fine |
[02:26.691] | You have too many clothes |
[02:32.673] | ' Tis hot! Pray bide! Fuss not! Sit down! Recline! |
[02:38.551] | Upon this couch and take a little wine |
[00:00.000] | zuò cí : Katharine Neil |
[00:00.137] | zuò qǔ : Andrea Boccadoro |
[00:00.275] | Humphrey Bell! Who is this comely youth? |
[00:06.257] | Mayhap a little shy |
[00:08.634] | But pleasing to the eye |
[00:13.519] | His eyes, his hair, his shapely form, forsooth. |
[00:18.926] | Has he a sweetheart? Pray tell us the truth. |
[00:25.222] | Humphrey Bell! To play a leading dame |
[00:30.864] | You must pay the price |
[00:33.163] | Of looking thin and nice |
[00:37.943] | Drink of your fear! Feast on your guilt and shame! |
[00:42.671] | Lest you be judged and we accord you blame. |
[00:49.489] | Humphrey Bell! Art is its own reward |
[00:55.262] | For is it not enough |
[00:59.756] | To be by fans adored? |
[01:05.032] | For you, we sigh, we weep, we drool and swoon |
[01:10.675] | When we see you entering the room |
[01:18.616] | Humphrey Bell! You must not take so ill |
[01:24.807] | For though your beauty does fade |
[01:31.468] | We do adore you still |
[01:35.047] | Our eyes so wide! Our thoughts so unrefined! |
[01:40.402] | At the sight of your shapely behind |
[01:49.493] | Humphrey Bell! Your time upon the stage |
[01:55.919] | Grows nearer to its end |
[01:58.871] | As you advance in age |
[02:03.834] | But hold! No tears! Calm down! Resign your fears! |
[02:09.424] | You' re just too old to earn a living wage. |
[02:16.425] | Humphrey Bell! Our thoughts we must disclose |
[02:22.485] | Though your acting is fine |
[02:26.691] | You have too many clothes |
[02:32.673] | ' Tis hot! Pray bide! Fuss not! Sit down! Recline! |
[02:38.551] | Upon this couch and take a little wine |