Spring, the sweet spring, is the year’s pleasant king,
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing:
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
The palm and may make country houses gay,
Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day,
And we hear aye birds tune this merry lay:
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
The fields breathe sweet, the daisies kiss our feet,
Young lovers meet, old wives a-sunning sit,
In every street these tunes our ears do greet:
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to witta-woo!
Spring, the sweet spring!
Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring,
Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing:
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
The palm and may make country houses gay,
Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day,
And we hear aye birds tune this merry lay:
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo!
The fields breathe sweet, the daisies kiss our feet,
Young lovers meet, old wives a-sunning sit,
In every street these tunes our ears do greet:
Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to witta-woo!
Spring, the sweet spring!
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亂改點歌詞，圖有透
My Life is an answer, to sing rapture and sorrow
To listen, to suffer, to remember from past
In one fleeting moment, from the Land doth life flow
Yet in one fleeting moment, for anew it doth grow
In the same fleeting moment, thou must live die and hope
亂改點歌詞，圖有透
My Life is an answer, to sing rapture and sorrow
To listen, to suffer, to remember from past
In one fleeting moment, from the Land doth life flow
Yet in one fleeting moment, for anew it doth grow
In the same fleeting moment, thou must live die and hope
“Upon his royal face there is no note. How dread an army hath enrounded him. Nor doth he dedicate one jot of colour. Unto the weary and all-watched night. But freshly looks and over-bears attaint. With cheerful semblance and sweet majesty. That every wretch, pining and pale before. Beholding him, plucks comfort from his looks” -Henry V, William Shakespeare https://t.cn/A66JrZ9N
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