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[00:00.000]	作词 : Richard Dawson
[00:01.000]	作曲 : Richard Dawson
[00:52.053]	I steep the wool in a cauldron
[01:00.082]	Of pummelled gall-nuts afloat in urine
[01:08.613]	Add river-water thrice-boiled with a bloodstone
[01:16.392]	Then let it breathe
[01:18.649]	Under the beams
[01:20.907]	While I prepare the lichen
[01:25.925]	Half a fist of wizardbeard and rock-tripe
[01:30.192]	Yields a dye enough the whole town to paint
[01:34.958]	Lavenders an echo of the beeswing
[01:39.229]	Dazzling foxgloves ashake in the salty wind
[01:47.009]	It looks like a thundercloud
[01:51.526]	Suspended from the gables
[01:54.941]	High above the bobbing heads
[01:58.204]	Which now and then look up to see what's dripping on them
[02:04.110]	So we begin
[02:06.117]	Feeding it in
[02:08.125]	Combing through the fibres gently
[02:10.489]	Searching for a yarn to spin
[02:38.608]	My lady takes a nasty tumble
[02:46.890]	Down the crumbled steps of the merchants guild
[02:55.924]	Precipitating the early onset of labour
[03:04.341]	There is a crab
[03:07.353]	Caught in her hair
[03:09.862]	Stretchering through the market
[03:16.883]	Fearful are the bellows to behold
[03:21.903]	Even with the spindle firmly clenched between her teeth
[03:26.168]	With a snap the baby's head emerges
[03:30.432]	Onto the sodden eiderdown bedpages
[03:38.462]	Even though the new born child
[03:42.979]	Is not my kin
[03:44.986]	And still lies dangling by a string
[03:48.247]	I ken the rising mystery of love
[03:52.762]	My very ancient friend

[00:00.000]	zuo ci : Richard Dawson
[00:01.000]	zuo qu : Richard Dawson
[00:52.053]	I steep the wool in a cauldron
[01:00.082]	Of pummelled gallnuts afloat in urine
[01:08.613]	Add riverwater thriceboiled with a bloodstone
[01:16.392]	Then let it breathe
[01:18.649]	Under the beams
[01:20.907]	While I prepare the lichen
[01:25.925]	Half a fist of wizardbeard and rocktripe
[01:30.192]	Yields a dye enough the whole town to paint
[01:34.958]	Lavenders an echo of the beeswing
[01:39.229]	Dazzling foxgloves ashake in the salty wind
[01:47.009]	It looks like a thundercloud
[01:51.526]	Suspended from the gables
[01:54.941]	High above the bobbing heads
[01:58.204]	Which now and then look up to see what' s dripping on them
[02:04.110]	So we begin
[02:06.117]	Feeding it in
[02:08.125]	Combing through the fibres gently
[02:10.489]	Searching for a yarn to spin
[02:38.608]	My lady takes a nasty tumble
[02:46.890]	Down the crumbled steps of the merchants guild
[02:55.924]	Precipitating the early onset of labour
[03:04.341]	There is a crab
[03:07.353]	Caught in her hair
[03:09.862]	Stretchering through the market
[03:16.883]	Fearful are the bellows to behold
[03:21.903]	Even with the spindle firmly clenched between her teeth
[03:26.168]	With a snap the baby' s head emerges
[03:30.432]	Onto the sodden eiderdown bedpages
[03:38.462]	Even though the new born child
[03:42.979]	Is not my kin
[03:44.986]	And still lies dangling by a string
[03:48.247]	I ken the rising mystery of love
[03:52.762]	My very ancient friend

[00:00.000]	zuò cí : Richard Dawson
[00:01.000]	zuò qǔ : Richard Dawson
[00:52.053]	I steep the wool in a cauldron
[01:00.082]	Of pummelled gallnuts afloat in urine
[01:08.613]	Add riverwater thriceboiled with a bloodstone
[01:16.392]	Then let it breathe
[01:18.649]	Under the beams
[01:20.907]	While I prepare the lichen
[01:25.925]	Half a fist of wizardbeard and rocktripe
[01:30.192]	Yields a dye enough the whole town to paint
[01:34.958]	Lavenders an echo of the beeswing
[01:39.229]	Dazzling foxgloves ashake in the salty wind
[01:47.009]	It looks like a thundercloud
[01:51.526]	Suspended from the gables
[01:54.941]	High above the bobbing heads
[01:58.204]	Which now and then look up to see what' s dripping on them
[02:04.110]	So we begin
[02:06.117]	Feeding it in
[02:08.125]	Combing through the fibres gently
[02:10.489]	Searching for a yarn to spin
[02:38.608]	My lady takes a nasty tumble
[02:46.890]	Down the crumbled steps of the merchants guild
[02:55.924]	Precipitating the early onset of labour
[03:04.341]	There is a crab
[03:07.353]	Caught in her hair
[03:09.862]	Stretchering through the market
[03:16.883]	Fearful are the bellows to behold
[03:21.903]	Even with the spindle firmly clenched between her teeth
[03:26.168]	With a snap the baby' s head emerges
[03:30.432]	Onto the sodden eiderdown bedpages
[03:38.462]	Even though the new born child
[03:42.979]	Is not my kin
[03:44.986]	And still lies dangling by a string
[03:48.247]	I ken the rising mystery of love
[03:52.762]	My very ancient friend

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