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[00:00.00] 作词 : 珀西·比希·雪萊[00:01.00] 作曲 : ØZI[00:14.23]I met a traveller from an antique land,[00:16.85]Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone[00:21.90]Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,[00:26.27]Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,[00:30.40]And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,[00:35.32]Tell that its sculptor well those passions read[00:38.92]Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,[00:43.26]The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;[00:48.97]And on the pedestal, these words appear:[00:53.70]My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;[01:00.50]Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair![01:08.05]Nothing beside remains. Round the decay[01:11.02]Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare[01:15.26]The lone and level sands stretch far away.”