| Song | How Sweet I Roamed |
| Artist | Acetone |
| Album | I Guess I Would |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Ed Sanders/William Blake |
| [00:04.457] | How sweet I roam'd from field to field |
| [00:14.012] | And tasted all the summer's pride |
| [00:23.589] | 'Til I the prince of love beheld |
| [00:33.147] | Who in the sunny beams did glide |
| [00:44.833] | He shew'd me lilies for my hair |
| [00:54.409] | And blushing roses for my brow |
| [01:03.428] | He led me through his garden's fair |
| [01:12.720] | Where all his golden pleasures grow |
| [01:24.404] | With sweet May dew my wings were wet |
| [01:33.712] | And Phoebus fir'd my vocal rage |
| [01:43.007] | He caught me in his silken net |
| [01:52.300] | And shut me in his golden cage |
| [02:03.468] | He loves to sit and hear me sing |
| [02:12.766] | Then, laughing, sports and plays with me |
| [02:21.801] | Then stretches out my golden wing |
| [02:30.834] | And mocks my loss of liberty |
| [02:40.396] | Stretches out my golden wing |
| [02:48.631] | And mocks my loss of liberty |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Ed Sanders William Blake |
| [00:04.457] | How sweet I roam' d from field to field |
| [00:14.012] | And tasted all the summer' s pride |
| [00:23.589] | ' Til I the prince of love beheld |
| [00:33.147] | Who in the sunny beams did glide |
| [00:44.833] | He shew' d me lilies for my hair |
| [00:54.409] | And blushing roses for my brow |
| [01:03.428] | He led me through his garden' s fair |
| [01:12.720] | Where all his golden pleasures grow |
| [01:24.404] | With sweet May dew my wings were wet |
| [01:33.712] | And Phoebus fir' d my vocal rage |
| [01:43.007] | He caught me in his silken net |
| [01:52.300] | And shut me in his golden cage |
| [02:03.468] | He loves to sit and hear me sing |
| [02:12.766] | Then, laughing, sports and plays with me |
| [02:21.801] | Then stretches out my golden wing |
| [02:30.834] | And mocks my loss of liberty |
| [02:40.396] | Stretches out my golden wing |
| [02:48.631] | And mocks my loss of liberty |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Ed Sanders William Blake |
| [00:04.457] | How sweet I roam' d from field to field |
| [00:14.012] | And tasted all the summer' s pride |
| [00:23.589] | ' Til I the prince of love beheld |
| [00:33.147] | Who in the sunny beams did glide |
| [00:44.833] | He shew' d me lilies for my hair |
| [00:54.409] | And blushing roses for my brow |
| [01:03.428] | He led me through his garden' s fair |
| [01:12.720] | Where all his golden pleasures grow |
| [01:24.404] | With sweet May dew my wings were wet |
| [01:33.712] | And Phoebus fir' d my vocal rage |
| [01:43.007] | He caught me in his silken net |
| [01:52.300] | And shut me in his golden cage |
| [02:03.468] | He loves to sit and hear me sing |
| [02:12.766] | Then, laughing, sports and plays with me |
| [02:21.801] | Then stretches out my golden wing |
| [02:30.834] | And mocks my loss of liberty |
| [02:40.396] | Stretches out my golden wing |
| [02:48.631] | And mocks my loss of liberty |