《Londonderry Air》歌词

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Would God I were the tender apple blossom[00:04:13]

That floats and falls from off the twisted bough[00:04:13]

To lie and faint within your silken bosom[00:04:13]

Within your silken bosom as that does now.[00:04:13]

Or would I were a little burnish'd apple[00:04:13]

For you to pluck me, gliding by so cold[00:04:13]

While sun and shade you robe of lawn will dapple[00:04:13]

Your robe of lawn, and you hair's spun gold.[00:04:13]

Yea, would to God I were among the roses[00:04:13]

That lean to kiss you as you float between[00:04:13]

While on the lowest branch a bud uncloses[00:04:13]

A bud uncloses, to touch you, queen.[00:04:13]

Nay, since you will not love, would I were growing[00:04:13]

A happy daisy, in the garden path[00:04:13]

That so your silver foot might press me going[00:04:13]

Might press me going even unto death.[00:04:13]

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