作曲 : Friedrich von Flotow 'Tis the last rose of summer, Left blooming alone; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone; No flower of her kindred, No rosebud is nigh, To reflect back her blushes, Or give sigh for sigh.
I'll not leave thee, thou lone one! To pine on the stem; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them. Thus kindly I scatter, Thy leaves o'er the bed, Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.
So soon may I follow, When friendships decay, And from Love's shining circle The gems drop away. When true hearts lie withered, And fond ones are flown, Oh! who would inhabit This bleak world alone?
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Friedrich von Flotow [00:17.06]'Tis the last rose of summer, [00:25.62]Left blooming alone; [00:34.23]All her lovely companions [00:43.06]Are faded and gone; [00:52.20]No flower of her kindred, [01:00.96]No rosebud is nigh, [01:14.28]To reflect back her blushes, [01:21.85]Or give sigh for sigh. [01:40.72] [01:40.92]I'll not leave thee, thou lone one! [01:49.12]To pine on the stem; [01:57.14]Since the lovely are sleeping, [02:06.89]Go, sleep thou with them. [02:16.62]Thus kindly I scatter, [02:24.84]Thy leaves o'er the bed, [02:39.48]Where thy mates of the garden [02:47.73]Lie scentless and dead. [03:01.73] [03:01.93]So soon may I follow, [03:09.75]When friendships decay, [03:15.73]And from Love's shining circle [03:23.47]The gems drop away. [03:31.14]When true hearts lie withered, [03:38.96]And fond ones are flown, [03:55.59]Oh! who would inhabit [04:04.38]This bleak world alone?