(单词翻译:单击)
The birds are all a-building,They say the world's a-flower, And still I linger lonelyWithin a barren bower1.
I weave a web of fanciesOf tears and darkness spun2. How shall I sing of sunlightWho never saw the sun?
I hear the pipes a-blowing,But yet I may not dance, I know that Love is passing,I cannot catch his glance.
And if his voice should call meAnd I with groping dim Should reach his place of callingAnd stretch my arms to him,
The wind would blow between my handsFor Joy that I shall miss, The rain would fall upon my mouthThat his will never kiss.
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bower
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| n.凉亭,树荫下凉快之处;闺房;v.荫蔽 | |
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spun
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| v.纺,杜撰,急转身 | |
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