If music be the food of love,
Sing on till I am fill'd with joy;
For then my list'ning soul you move
To pleasures that can never cloy.
Your eyes, your mien, your tongue declare
That you are music ev'rywhere.
Pleasures invade both eye and ear,
And all my senses feasted are,
Tho' yet the treat is only sound,
Sure I must perish by your charms,
Unless you save me in your arms.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:05.061]If music be the food of love,
[00:11.888]Sing on till I am fill'd with joy;
[00:21.326]For then my list'ning soul you move
[00:33.948]To pleasures that can never cloy.
[00:40.406]Your eyes, your mien, your tongue declare
[00:44.492]That you are music ev'rywhere.
[01:04.250]Pleasures invade both eye and ear,
[01:20.851]And all my senses feasted are,
[01:33.238]Tho' yet the treat is only sound,
[01:40.538]Sure I must perish by your charms,
[01:44.587]Unless you save me in your arms.
If music be the food of love,
Sing on till I am fill'd with joy;
For then my list'ning soul you move
To pleasures that can never cloy.
Your eyes, your mien, your tongue declare
That you are music ev'rywhere.
Pleasures invade both eye and ear,
And all my senses feasted are,
Tho' yet the treat is only sound,
Sure I must perish by your charms,
Unless you save me in your arms.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:05.061]If music be the food of love,
[00:11.888]Sing on till I am fill'd with joy;
[00:21.326]For then my list'ning soul you move
[00:33.948]To pleasures that can never cloy.
[00:40.406]Your eyes, your mien, your tongue declare
[00:44.492]That you are music ev'rywhere.
[01:04.250]Pleasures invade both eye and ear,
[01:20.851]And all my senses feasted are,
[01:33.238]Tho' yet the treat is only sound,
[01:40.538]Sure I must perish by your charms,
[01:44.587]Unless you save me in your arms.
Music for a while
Shall all your cares beguile.
Wond'ring how your pains were eas'd
And disdaining to be pleas'd
Till Alecto free the dead
From their ...
Cum dederit dilectis suis somnum.
Cum dederit dilectis suis somnum.
Ecce haereditas Domini filii,
merces fructus ventris
fructus ventris.
Cum dederit ...
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I'...
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