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  • 作词 : Cosmo Sheldrake
    作曲 : Cosmo Sheldrake
    Well time she did as time she does
    She passed along her way
    And dawn she crept like a frightened girl
    Out from the night time’s sway
    But in the merry month of May
    A solemn fact does lurk
    For Spring it sprang as Spring it does
    And put the bees to work

    And work they must
    And work they shall
    For all the things to grow
    For if they don’t as time she knows
    They’d wither on the bough
    And what a shame such things would be
    No wondrous wine for you and me
    No cider too, nor mead nor soup
    For us to all make merry

    So rot, ferment and decompose
    So all the things can grow
    Or wallow in a drinkless world
    And wither on the bough
    Oh what a dusty burden
    That nectar and that pollen
    Like Atlas with the heavens
    On the back of his head
    And what if they should falter
    And shrug their little shoulders?
    Well time she’d pass all the same
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Cosmo Sheldrake
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Cosmo Sheldrake
    [00:51.23]Well time she did as time she does
    [00:57.58]She passed along her way
    [01:03.51]And dawn she crept like a frightened girl
    [01:09.93]Out from the night time’s sway
    [01:16.81]But in the merry month of May
    [01:22.88]A solemn fact does lurk
    [01:29.19]For Spring it sprang as Spring it does
    [01:35.26]And put the bees to work
    [01:42.21]
    [02:32.92]And work they must
    [02:35.83]And work they shall
    [02:39.53]For all the things to grow
    [02:45.19]For if they don’t as time she knows
    [02:51.60]They’d wither on the bough
    [02:58.35]And what a shame such things would be
    [03:04.55]No wondrous wine for you and me
    [03:10.97]No cider too, nor mead nor soup
    [03:17.04]For us to all make merry
    [03:22.49]
    [03:50.00]So rot, ferment and decompose
    [03:56.55]So all the things can grow
    [04:02.76]Or wallow in a drinkless world
    [04:09.05]And wither on the bough
    [04:15.52]Oh what a dusty burden
    [04:18.42]That nectar and that pollen
    [04:21.74]Like Atlas with the heavens
    [04:24.61]On the back of his head
    [04:28.27]And what if they should falter
    [04:30.83]And shrug their little shoulders?
    [04:34.28]Well time she’d pass all the same