Go and catch a falling star ,
Get with child a mandrake root ,
Tell me where all past years are ,
Or who cleft the devil’s foot ,
Teach me to hear mermaids singing ,
Or to keep off envy’s stinging ,
And find
What wind
Serves to advance an honest mind .
If thou be’st born to strange sights ,
Things invisible to see ,
Ride ten thousand days and nights ,
Till age snow white hairs on thee ,
Thou , when thou return’st , wilt tell me ,
All strange wonders that befell thee ,
And swear
No where
Lives a woman true , and fair .
If thou find’st one , let me know ,
Such a pilgrimage were sweet ;
Yet do not , I would not go ,
Though at next door we might meet,
Though she were true , when you met her ,
And last , till you write your letter ,
Yet she
Will be
False , ere I come , to two , or three .
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:19.36]Go and catch a falling star ,
[00:24.91]Get with child a mandrake root ,
[00:29.66]Tell me where all past years are ,
[00:34.42]Or who cleft the devil’s foot ,
[00:39.27]Teach me to hear mermaids singing ,
[00:44.28]Or to keep off envy’s stinging ,
[00:49.18] And find
[00:51.82] What wind
[00:53.96]Serves to advance an honest mind .
[00:59.42]
[01:18.27]If thou be’st born to strange sights ,
[01:23.58]Things invisible to see ,
[01:28.47]Ride ten thousand days and nights ,
[01:33.42]Till age snow white hairs on thee ,
[01:38.13]Thou , when thou return’st , wilt tell me ,
[01:43.39]All strange wonders that befell thee ,
[01:47.98] And swear
[01:50.43] No where
[01:52.98]Lives a woman true , and fair .
[01:58.18]
[03:16.37]If thou find’st one , let me know ,
[03:21.21]Such a pilgrimage were sweet ;
[03:26.42]Yet do not , I would not go ,
[03:32.19]Though at next door we might meet,
[03:37.06]Though she were true , when you met her ,
[03:42.11]And last , till you write your letter ,
[03:46.79] Yet she
[03:49.38] Will be
[03:51.64]False , ere I come , to two , or three .
Go and catch a falling star ,
Get with child a mandrake root ,
Tell me where all past years are ,
Or who cleft the devil’s foot ,
Teach me to hear mermaids singing ,
Or to keep off envy’s stinging ,
And find
What wind
Serves to advance an honest mind .
If thou be’st born to strange sights ,
Things invisible to see ,
Ride ten thousand days and nights ,
Till age snow white hairs on thee ,
Thou , when thou return’st , wilt tell me ,
All strange wonders that befell thee ,
And swear
No where
Lives a woman true , and fair .
If thou find’st one , let me know ,
Such a pilgrimage were sweet ;
Yet do not , I would not go ,
Though at next door we might meet,
Though she were true , when you met her ,
And last , till you write your letter ,
Yet she
Will be
False , ere I come , to two , or three .
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:19.36]Go and catch a falling star ,
[00:24.91]Get with child a mandrake root ,
[00:29.66]Tell me where all past years are ,
[00:34.42]Or who cleft the devil’s foot ,
[00:39.27]Teach me to hear mermaids singing ,
[00:44.28]Or to keep off envy’s stinging ,
[00:49.18] And find
[00:51.82] What wind
[00:53.96]Serves to advance an honest mind .
[00:59.42]
[01:18.27]If thou be’st born to strange sights ,
[01:23.58]Things invisible to see ,
[01:28.47]Ride ten thousand days and nights ,
[01:33.42]Till age snow white hairs on thee ,
[01:38.13]Thou , when thou return’st , wilt tell me ,
[01:43.39]All strange wonders that befell thee ,
[01:47.98] And swear
[01:50.43] No where
[01:52.98]Lives a woman true , and fair .
[01:58.18]
[03:16.37]If thou find’st one , let me know ,
[03:21.21]Such a pilgrimage were sweet ;
[03:26.42]Yet do not , I would not go ,
[03:32.19]Though at next door we might meet,
[03:37.06]Though she were true , when you met her ,
[03:42.11]And last , till you write your letter ,
[03:46.79] Yet she
[03:49.38] Will be
[03:51.64]False , ere I come , to two , or three .
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