Ode To A Nightingale By John Keats. Gustav Mahler-Symphony No 5 in C sharp, 4th mov, ‘Death In Venice’ 歌词

歌曲	Ode To A Nightingale By John Keats. Gustav Mahler-Symphony No 5 in C sharp, 4th mov, ‘Death In Venice’
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[00:01.76]	My heart aches,and a drowsy numbness pains
[00:06.66]	My sense,as though of hemlock I had drunk,
[00:09.71]	Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
[00:14.09]	One minute past,and Lethe-wards had sunk:
[00:17.28]	’Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,
[00:21.92]	But being too happy in thine happiness,--
[00:25.39]	That thou,light winged Dryad of the trees,
[00:27.98]	In some melodious plot
[00:29.68]	Of beechen green,and shadows numberless
[00:32.62]	Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
[00:38.67]	O,for a draught of vintage! That hath been
[00:42.73]	Cool’d a long age in the deep-delved earth,
[00:46.55]	Tasting of Flora and the country green,
[00:50.19]	Dance,and Provencal song,and sun-burnt mirth!
[00:55.53]	O,for a beaker full of the warm South,
[00:59.45]	Full of the true,the blushful Hippocrene,
[01:02.05]	With beaded bubbles winking at the brim,
[01:04.96]	And purple stained mouth;
[01:07.08]	That I might drink,and leave the world unseen,
[01:11.68]	And with thee fade away into the forest dim:
[01:16.42]	Fade far away,dissolve,and quite forget
[01:23.01]	What thou among the leaves hast never known,
[01:26.37]	The weariness,the fever,and the fret
[01:31.09]	Here,where men sit and hear each other groan;
[01:33.95]	Where palsy shakes a few,sad,last gray hairs,
[01:39.73]	Where youth grows pale,and spectre-thin,and dies;
[01:45.81]	Where but to think is to be full of sorrow
[01:49.93]	And leaden-eyed despairs,
[01:51.79]	Where beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes,
[01:56.10]	Or new Love pine at them beyond tomorrow
[02:00.02]	Away!away!for I will fly to thee,
[02:05.56]	Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards,
[02:08.78]	But on the viewless wings of Poesy,
[02:11.04]	Though the dull brain perplexes and retards:
[02:15.80]	Already with thee!tender is the night,
[02:20.10]	And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne,
[02:23.50]	Cluster’d around by all her starry Fays;
[02:26.93]	But here there is no light,
[02:30.67]	Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown
[02:35.08]	Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
[02:39.16]	I cannot see what flowers are at my feet,
[02:42.95]	Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs,
[02:46.18]	But ,in embalmed darkness,guess each sweet
[02:50.84]	Wherewith the seasonable month endows
[02:53.01]	The grass,the thicket,and the fruit-tree wild;
[02:56.11]	White hawthorn,and the pastoral eglantine;
[03:00.89]	Fast fading violets cover’d up in leaves;
[03:04.99]	And mid-May’s eldest child,
[03:07.58]	The coming musk-rose,full of dewy wine,
[03:12.06]	The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves.
[03:16.82]	Darkling I listen;and ,for many a time
[03:22.09]	I have been half in love with easeful Death
[03:25.93]	Call’d him soft names in many a mused rime
[03:29.98]	To take into the air my quiet breath;
[03:35.04]	Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
[03:39.15]	To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
[03:43.77]	While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
[03:47.86]	In such an ecstasy!
[03:50.20]	Still wouldst thou sing,and I have ears in vain—
[03:55.46]	To thy high requiem become a sod.
[04:01.19]	Thou wast not born for death,immortal Bird!
[04:06.20]	No hungry generations tread thee down;
[04:09.80]	The voice I hear this passing night was heard
[04:14.60]	In ancient days by emperor and clown:
[04:16.59]	Perhaps the self-same song that found a path
[04:20.01]	Through the sad heart of Ruth,when,sick for home,
[04:22.95]	She stood in tears amid the alien corn;
[04:26.73]	The same that oft-times hath，
[04:29.02]	Charm’d magic casement,opening on the foam
[04:32.75]	Of perilous seas,in faery lands forlorn.
[04:37.38]	Forlorn! the very word is like a bell
[04:41.31]	To toll me back from thee to my sole self!
[04:44.82]	Adieu! The fancy cannot cheat so well
[04:49.39]	As she is fam’d to do,deceiving elf.
[04:52.82]	Adieu! adieu! Thy plaintive anthem fades
[04:57.90]	Past the near meadows,over the still stream,
[05:00.61]	Up the hill-side; and now ’tis buried deep
[05:04.23]	In the next valley-glades:
[05:06.83]	Was it a vision,or a waking dream?
[05:10.60]	Fled is that music:--do I wake or sleep?
[05:21.27]	undefined

[00:01.76]	My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
[00:06.66]	My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,
[00:09.71]	Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
[00:14.09]	One minute past, and Lethewards had sunk:
[00:17.28]	' Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,
[00:21.92]	But being too happy in thine happiness,
[00:25.39]	That thou, light winged Dryad of the trees,
[00:27.98]	In some melodious plot
[00:29.68]	Of beechen green, and shadows numberless
[00:32.62]	Singest of summer in fullthroated ease.
[00:38.67]	O, for a draught of vintage! That hath been
[00:42.73]	Cool' d a long age in the deepdelved earth,
[00:46.55]	Tasting of Flora and the country green,
[00:50.19]	Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth!
[00:55.53]	O, for a beaker full of the warm South,
[00:59.45]	Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene,
[01:02.05]	With beaded bubbles winking at the brim,
[01:04.96]	And purple stained mouth
[01:07.08]	That I might drink, and leave the world unseen,
[01:11.68]	And with thee fade away into the forest dim:
[01:16.42]	Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget
[01:23.01]	What thou among the leaves hast never known,
[01:26.37]	The weariness, the fever, and the fret
[01:31.09]	Here, where men sit and hear each other groan
[01:33.95]	Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last gray hairs,
[01:39.73]	Where youth grows pale, and spectrethin, and dies
[01:45.81]	Where but to think is to be full of sorrow
[01:49.93]	And leadeneyed despairs,
[01:51.79]	Where beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes,
[01:56.10]	Or new Love pine at them beyond tomorrow
[02:00.02]	Away! away! for I will fly to thee,
[02:05.56]	Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards,
[02:08.78]	But on the viewless wings of Poesy,
[02:11.04]	Though the dull brain perplexes and retards:
[02:15.80]	Already with thee! tender is the night,
[02:20.10]	And haply the QueenMoon is on her throne,
[02:23.50]	Cluster' d around by all her starry Fays
[02:26.93]	But here there is no light,
[02:30.67]	Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown
[02:35.08]	Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
[02:39.16]	I cannot see what flowers are at my feet,
[02:42.95]	Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs,
[02:46.18]	But , in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet
[02:50.84]	Wherewith the seasonable month endows
[02:53.01]	The grass, the thicket, and the fruittree wild
[02:56.11]	White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine
[03:00.89]	Fast fading violets cover' d up in leaves
[03:04.99]	And midMay' s eldest child,
[03:07.58]	The coming muskrose, full of dewy wine,
[03:12.06]	The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves.
[03:16.82]	Darkling I listen and , for many a time
[03:22.09]	I have been half in love with easeful Death
[03:25.93]	Call' d him soft names in many a mused rime
[03:29.98]	To take into the air my quiet breath
[03:35.04]	Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
[03:39.15]	To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
[03:43.77]	While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
[03:47.86]	In such an ecstasy!
[03:50.20]	Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain
[03:55.46]	To thy high requiem become a sod.
[04:01.19]	Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird!
[04:06.20]	No hungry generations tread thee down
[04:09.80]	The voice I hear this passing night was heard
[04:14.60]	In ancient days by emperor and clown:
[04:16.59]	Perhaps the selfsame song that found a path
[04:20.01]	Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home,
[04:22.95]	She stood in tears amid the alien corn
[04:26.73]	The same that ofttimes hath,
[04:29.02]	Charm' d magic casement, opening on the foam
[04:32.75]	Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
[04:37.38]	Forlorn! the very word is like a bell
[04:41.31]	To toll me back from thee to my sole self!
[04:44.82]	Adieu! The fancy cannot cheat so well
[04:49.39]	As she is fam' d to do, deceiving elf.
[04:52.82]	Adieu! adieu! Thy plaintive anthem fades
[04:57.90]	Past the near meadows, over the still stream,
[05:00.61]	Up the hillside and now ' tis buried deep
[05:04.23]	In the next valleyglades:
[05:06.83]	Was it a vision, or a waking dream?
[05:10.60]	Fled is that music: do I wake or sleep?
[05:21.27]	undefined

[00:01.76]	My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
[00:06.66]	My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,
[00:09.71]	Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
[00:14.09]	One minute past, and Lethewards had sunk:
[00:17.28]	' Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,
[00:21.92]	But being too happy in thine happiness,
[00:25.39]	That thou, light winged Dryad of the trees,
[00:27.98]	In some melodious plot
[00:29.68]	Of beechen green, and shadows numberless
[00:32.62]	Singest of summer in fullthroated ease.
[00:38.67]	O, for a draught of vintage! That hath been
[00:42.73]	Cool' d a long age in the deepdelved earth,
[00:46.55]	Tasting of Flora and the country green,
[00:50.19]	Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth!
[00:55.53]	O, for a beaker full of the warm South,
[00:59.45]	Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene,
[01:02.05]	With beaded bubbles winking at the brim,
[01:04.96]	And purple stained mouth
[01:07.08]	That I might drink, and leave the world unseen,
[01:11.68]	And with thee fade away into the forest dim:
[01:16.42]	Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget
[01:23.01]	What thou among the leaves hast never known,
[01:26.37]	The weariness, the fever, and the fret
[01:31.09]	Here, where men sit and hear each other groan
[01:33.95]	Where palsy shakes a few, sad, last gray hairs,
[01:39.73]	Where youth grows pale, and spectrethin, and dies
[01:45.81]	Where but to think is to be full of sorrow
[01:49.93]	And leadeneyed despairs,
[01:51.79]	Where beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes,
[01:56.10]	Or new Love pine at them beyond tomorrow
[02:00.02]	Away! away! for I will fly to thee,
[02:05.56]	Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards,
[02:08.78]	But on the viewless wings of Poesy,
[02:11.04]	Though the dull brain perplexes and retards:
[02:15.80]	Already with thee! tender is the night,
[02:20.10]	And haply the QueenMoon is on her throne,
[02:23.50]	Cluster' d around by all her starry Fays
[02:26.93]	But here there is no light,
[02:30.67]	Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown
[02:35.08]	Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
[02:39.16]	I cannot see what flowers are at my feet,
[02:42.95]	Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs,
[02:46.18]	But , in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet
[02:50.84]	Wherewith the seasonable month endows
[02:53.01]	The grass, the thicket, and the fruittree wild
[02:56.11]	White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine
[03:00.89]	Fast fading violets cover' d up in leaves
[03:04.99]	And midMay' s eldest child,
[03:07.58]	The coming muskrose, full of dewy wine,
[03:12.06]	The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves.
[03:16.82]	Darkling I listen and , for many a time
[03:22.09]	I have been half in love with easeful Death
[03:25.93]	Call' d him soft names in many a mused rime
[03:29.98]	To take into the air my quiet breath
[03:35.04]	Now more than ever seems it rich to die,
[03:39.15]	To cease upon the midnight with no pain,
[03:43.77]	While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad
[03:47.86]	In such an ecstasy!
[03:50.20]	Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain
[03:55.46]	To thy high requiem become a sod.
[04:01.19]	Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird!
[04:06.20]	No hungry generations tread thee down
[04:09.80]	The voice I hear this passing night was heard
[04:14.60]	In ancient days by emperor and clown:
[04:16.59]	Perhaps the selfsame song that found a path
[04:20.01]	Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home,
[04:22.95]	She stood in tears amid the alien corn
[04:26.73]	The same that ofttimes hath,
[04:29.02]	Charm' d magic casement, opening on the foam
[04:32.75]	Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
[04:37.38]	Forlorn! the very word is like a bell
[04:41.31]	To toll me back from thee to my sole self!
[04:44.82]	Adieu! The fancy cannot cheat so well
[04:49.39]	As she is fam' d to do, deceiving elf.
[04:52.82]	Adieu! adieu! Thy plaintive anthem fades
[04:57.90]	Past the near meadows, over the still stream,
[05:00.61]	Up the hillside and now ' tis buried deep
[05:04.23]	In the next valleyglades:
[05:06.83]	Was it a vision, or a waking dream?
[05:10.60]	Fled is that music: do I wake or sleep?
[05:21.27]	undefined

[00:01.76]	我的心隐隐作痛，在昏昏欲睡的麻木中疼痛
[00:06.66]	我感觉就像畅饮了鸠酒一般无助
[00:09.71]	抑或涤空满腹的麻醉鸦片毒素
[00:14.09]	在一瞬间匆逝沉沦进入古老的忘川河底
[00:17.28]	我不羡慕你快乐好运的嘉许
[00:21.92]	我已沉醉于你的快乐欢欣
[00:25.39]	你――轻捷飞翔在森林的女神
[00:27.98]	整个世界回荡着你优美的歌声
[00:29.68]	你在山毛榉绿叶丛和无尽的阴影里
[00:32.62]	你敞开歌喉尽情讴歌这个夏季
[00:38.67]	哦，若有一口琼浆佳酿一饮而尽，
[00:42.73]	已在地下酒窖阴陈冷藏存多少流年时日
[00:46.55]	在绵绵醉意中遥想花神和乡野绿荫
[00:50.19]	尽情舞蹈欢歌像阳光一样燃烧般欢笑
[00:55.53]	哦，
[00:59.45]	举杯洋溢着南国的温馨
[01:02.05]	杯沿明灭着瞬间的泡沫染紫了嘴唇
[01:04.96]	畅饮真诚殷红的灵泉汩汩而尽
[01:07.08]	醉意中悄然淡出这不可见的尘世
[01:11.68]	暗随你在这阴翳林莽中逃逸
[01:16.42]	远远地隐逸，溶失在无穷远处，彻底地忘记
[01:23.01]	你在从不知晓的林莽叶丛中的一切
[01:26.37]	如此疲累如此燠热如此焦虑
[01:31.09]	在这里,人们静坐聆听彼此的呻吟
[01:33.95]	在那瘫痪中摇曳着几缕令人忧伤的灰色发丝
[01:39.73]	青春刹那间转向苍白，如幽灵般憔悴死去
[01:45.81]	一旦想起心中就痛楚无助
[01:49.93]	沉重的眼中只有绝望的神情
[01:51.79]	美不能保持那明媚的眼眸神光
[01:56.10]	鲜活的爱情活不过明日就会窒息
[02:00.02]	逃逸而去，逃逸而去！我将飞向你去
[02:05.56]	不用坐猛豹拉着的酒神战车
[02:08.78]	仅仅借助诗神想像无边的翅翼
[02:11.04]	尽管满脑昏沉迟钝呆滞
[02:15.80]	我却已经与你在一起！在这轻柔的夜里
[02:20.10]	适逢月后刚刚登上她的御座
[02:23.50]	她的周遭环绕着群星般闪亮的仙子
[02:26.93]	在这下界却没有光明
[02:30.67]	从那上天降下的救赎
[02:35.08]	就是这穿越绿荫和青苔路的轻拂微风
[02:39.16]	我看不出足下有哪些花卉
[02:42.95]	也不知如此温柔的熏香悬荡哪些垂枝
[02:46.18]	在这幽香的黑暗里，我只能猜测每一种甜蜜
[02:50.84]	被这个时令佳节赠予给
[02:53.01]	哪些草坪、哪些灌木及野果树
[02:56.11]	这白枳花、这漫山遍野的蔷薇、
[03:00.89]	以及这匆速枯萎的紫罗兰叶子
[03:04.99]	还有五月中旬最早盛放的奇葩
[03:07.58]	盛放的芬芳玫瑰溢荡着甘露的甜蜜
[03:12.06]	在这夏日的晚夕里，神出鬼没的飞虫嘤嗡不息
[03:16.82]	我在黑暗中倾听，多少次
[03:22.09]	我几乎沉醉于这般静谧地死去
[03:25.93]	我用沉思的诗句呼唤她的温柔芳名
[03:29.98]	乞望她将我安宁的一息逸入空茫
[03:35.04]	此刻，死亡看上去比任何时候都富丽
[03:39.15]	在夜半时分倾入你的灵魂深处，
[03:43.77]	没有丝毫痛楚，
[03:47.86]	如此痴迷甜蜜
[03:50.20]	你一如往昔吟歌不止，我纵有耳也只是枉听
[03:55.46]	你的哀歌只是面向一片芳草萋萋
[04:01.19]	永生的夜莺啊，你永远不会为死而生！
[04:06.20]	吞噬一切的时光无法使你跌伏在地
[04:09.80]	我此刻听到的那悦耳歌声飞越黑夜
[04:14.60]	在那古老的岁月里也曾同蒙帝王农夫所悦
[04:16.59]	也许同样是这一首歌径自飞向可怜的路得悲伤之心
[04:20.01]	正当她思乡时分
[04:22.95]	她站在异乡的麦地禁不住清泪纵横
[04:26.73]	同样的歌声回荡在被魔咒过的窗扉，
[04:29.02]	飞过泡沫溅鸣的沧海
[04:32.75]	你的歌声安慰那位惨遭遗弃而囚缚在窗内的仙使
[04:37.38]	哦，从那被遗弃的仙使处来的声音！就像一声警钟惊世
[04:41.31]	将我从幻梦中撼醒，我又回到我孤寂的宿地
[04:44.82]	别了！幻梦，不要如此完美的骗局
[04:49.39]	盛传久远又故伎重演，这骗人的精灵！
[04:52.82]	别了！永别了！你痛苦的歌吟冉冉消逝
[04:57.90]	经过毗邻的山谷，飞越寂静的溪流
[05:00.61]	直上那山岗，而今却被埋葬在深壑
[05:04.23]	附近那一片谷地林隙空地
[05:06.83]	这是虚幻的意境，还是渐渐苏醒的梦？
[05:10.60]	哦，那仙乐悄然飞逸：――我是醒还是睡？
[05:21.27]

Ode To A Nightingale By John Keats. Gustav Mahler-Symphony No 5 in C sharp, 4th mov, ‘Death In Venice’ 歌词

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