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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:13.50]When the world comes down to this one dark wood
[00:18.71]Before our four astonished eyes
[00:23.43]To a beach for two faithful children
[00:28.20]To a house of music for our clear accord
[00:38.87]I will find you
[00:39.89]When we are very strong who can hold us back
[00:46.41]And very gay how can ridicule harm us
[00:53.39]When we are very bad what can they do to us
[00:59.74]Dress yourself up
[01:01.01]And dance
[01:01.92]And laugh
[01:02.52]I could never throw love out the window
[01:20.30]A lowering morning in July
[01:26.96]A taste of ashes fills the air
[01:33.27]A smell of sweating wood stains the hearth
[01:41.76]Drowned flowers
[02:11.81]The spoil of long walks
[02:15.99]A misty rain from canals beyond the fields
[02:22.52]Why not even trinkets and incense
[02:25.69]Smoke always rises from the distant pound
[02:31.10]What witch will ascend against the white sunset
[02:38.14]What violet streamers will come dropping down
[02:44.91]A bell of rosy fire rings in the clouds
[02:51.63]Breathing a sweet smell of India ink
[02:58.00]A powdery blackness drifts slowly over my lateness
[03:05.16]I lower the lights lie down on my bed
[03:11.07]And rolled into the shadows I see you
[03:19.50]My darlings my queens
