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  • 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?