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[00:35.22]There is a change—and I am poor;
我潦倒时,发生了一些变化 [00:39.66]Your love hath been, nor long ago,
不久前你依然爱着我 [00:43.20]A fountain at my fond heart's door,
在心上人的门前有一眼泉水 [00:46.99]Whose only business was to flow;
不知疲倦地流淌着 [00:50.48]And flow it did; not taking heed
不惜自己 [00:54.15]Of its own bounty, or my need.
或者在意我的渴望 [00:59.18] [01:05.76]What happy moments did I count!
那曾经多少的欢乐 [01:09.00]Blest was I then all bliss above!
仿佛我拥有了所有的幸福 [01:12.54]Now, for that consecrated fount
现今,这些神圣的 [01:16.25]Of murmuring, sparkling, living love,
呢喃,火花,触摸得到的爱 [01:19.84]What have I? shall I dare to tell?
一一消逝,我不敢说出口 [01:23.75]A comfortless and hidden well.
只能藏在心里,即使痛苦无比 [01:27.68] [01:42.84]A well of love—it may be deep—
一泉水的爱,可能深不见底 [01:46.12]I trust it is,—and never dry:
我也坚信如此,且不会有干涸的一天 [01:49.08]What matter? if the waters sleep
那又怎样?如果水在 [01:51.81]In silence and obscurity.
静默不明中睡去 [01:55.53]—Such change, and at the very door
这样的变化,就发生在我心上人的门前 [01:58.10]Of my fond heart, hath made me poor.
使我穷苦 [02:02.10]
我潦倒时,发生了一些变化 [00:39.66]Your love hath been, nor long ago,
不久前你依然爱着我 [00:43.20]A fountain at my fond heart's door,
在心上人的门前有一眼泉水 [00:46.99]Whose only business was to flow;
不知疲倦地流淌着 [00:50.48]And flow it did; not taking heed
不惜自己 [00:54.15]Of its own bounty, or my need.
或者在意我的渴望 [00:59.18] [01:05.76]What happy moments did I count!
那曾经多少的欢乐 [01:09.00]Blest was I then all bliss above!
仿佛我拥有了所有的幸福 [01:12.54]Now, for that consecrated fount
现今,这些神圣的 [01:16.25]Of murmuring, sparkling, living love,
呢喃,火花,触摸得到的爱 [01:19.84]What have I? shall I dare to tell?
一一消逝,我不敢说出口 [01:23.75]A comfortless and hidden well.
只能藏在心里,即使痛苦无比 [01:27.68] [01:42.84]A well of love—it may be deep—
一泉水的爱,可能深不见底 [01:46.12]I trust it is,—and never dry:
我也坚信如此,且不会有干涸的一天 [01:49.08]What matter? if the waters sleep
那又怎样?如果水在 [01:51.81]In silence and obscurity.
静默不明中睡去 [01:55.53]—Such change, and at the very door
这样的变化,就发生在我心上人的门前 [01:58.10]Of my fond heart, hath made me poor.
使我穷苦 [02:02.10]
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What happy moments did I count! Blest was I then all bliss above! Now, for that consecrated fount Of murmuring, sparkling, living love, What have I? shall I dare to tell? A comfortless and hidden well.