No.11 Lyrics

[00:00.000]	作曲 : Felix Mendelssohn
[00:50.500]	ROBIN: Now the hungry lion roars,
[00:52.000]	And the wolf beholds the moon.
[00:54.100]	Whilst the heavy ploughman snores,
[00:56.000]	All with weary task fordone.
[00:59.600]	Now the wasted brands do glow,
[01:02.500]	Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud,
[01:04.500]	Puts the wretch that lies in woe
[01:06.500]	In remembrance of a shroud.
[01:09.400]	Now it is the time of night
[01:11.300]	That the graves all gaping wide,
[01:14.000]	Every one lets forth his sprite,
[01:16.800]	In the church-way paths to glide.
[01:19.000]	And we fairies, that do run
[01:21.000]	By the triple Hecate's team,
[01:22.000]	From the presence of the sun,
[01:23.500]	Following darkness like a dream,
[01:25.600]	Now are frolic; not a mouse
[01:30.400]	Shall disturb this hallowed house.
[01:34.000]	I am sent with broom before,
[01:36.500]	To sweep the dust behind the door.

[00:00.000]	zuo qu : Felix Mendelssohn
[00:50.500]	ROBIN: Now the hungry lion roars,
[00:52.000]	And the wolf beholds the moon.
[00:54.100]	Whilst the heavy ploughman snores,
[00:56.000]	All with weary task fordone.
[00:59.600]	Now the wasted brands do glow,
[01:02.500]	Whilst the screechowl, screeching loud,
[01:04.500]	Puts the wretch that lies in woe
[01:06.500]	In remembrance of a shroud.
[01:09.400]	Now it is the time of night
[01:11.300]	That the graves all gaping wide,
[01:14.000]	Every one lets forth his sprite,
[01:16.800]	In the churchway paths to glide.
[01:19.000]	And we fairies, that do run
[01:21.000]	By the triple Hecate' s team,
[01:22.000]	From the presence of the sun,
[01:23.500]	Following darkness like a dream,
[01:25.600]	Now are frolic not a mouse
[01:30.400]	Shall disturb this hallowed house.
[01:34.000]	I am sent with broom before,
[01:36.500]	To sweep the dust behind the door.

[00:00.000]	zuò qǔ : Felix Mendelssohn
[00:50.500]	ROBIN: Now the hungry lion roars,
[00:52.000]	And the wolf beholds the moon.
[00:54.100]	Whilst the heavy ploughman snores,
[00:56.000]	All with weary task fordone.
[00:59.600]	Now the wasted brands do glow,
[01:02.500]	Whilst the screechowl, screeching loud,
[01:04.500]	Puts the wretch that lies in woe
[01:06.500]	In remembrance of a shroud.
[01:09.400]	Now it is the time of night
[01:11.300]	That the graves all gaping wide,
[01:14.000]	Every one lets forth his sprite,
[01:16.800]	In the churchway paths to glide.
[01:19.000]	And we fairies, that do run
[01:21.000]	By the triple Hecate' s team,
[01:22.000]	From the presence of the sun,
[01:23.500]	Following darkness like a dream,
[01:25.600]	Now are frolic not a mouse
[01:30.400]	Shall disturb this hallowed house.
[01:34.000]	I am sent with broom before,
[01:36.500]	To sweep the dust behind the door.

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