[00:00.000] 作曲 : Igor Stravinsky[00:53.394]The woods are green[00:59.937]and bird and beast at play[01:05.382]for all things keep[01:09.279]this festival of May.[01:19.849]With fragrant odours[01:23.116]and with notes of cheer,[01:26.688]the pious earth[01:29.703]observes the solemn year.[01:35.991]Now is the season[01:40.562]when the Cyprian Queen[01:43.739]with genial charm[01:47.690]translates our mortal scene,[01:51.417]when swains their nymphs[01:56.858]in fervent arms enfold[02:02.342]and with a kiss restore the Age of Gold.[02:14.212]How sweet within the budding grove[02:22.179]How sweet beside the pliant stream[02:31.138]to walk, to love/to lie, to dream.[02:41.942]Oh may a father's prudent fears[02:46.112]unfounded prove,[02:48.639]and ready vows and loving looks[02:53.570]be all they seem.[02:54.649]In youth we fancy[02:58.775]we are wise,[03:00.540]but time has shown, alas,[03:03.895]too often and too late,[03:07.169]we have not known the hearts[03:11.732]of others or our own.[03:22.588]Love tells no lies.[03:25.919]And in love's eyes[03:27.324]we see our future state,[03:37.367]ever happy, ever fair:[03:44.383]sorrow, hate, disdain, despair,[03:49.216]rule not there.[03:51.783]But love alone reigns o'er his own.