| 作曲 : 陈钱斯 | |
| 作词 : William Shakespear | |
| Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? | |
| Thou art more lovely and more temperate: | |
| Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, | |
| And summer’s lease hath all too short a date: | |
| Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines | |
| And often is his gold complexion dimed; | |
| And every fair form fair sometimes declines, | |
| By chance or nature’s changing course untrimmed; | |
| But thy eternal summer shall not fade, | |
| Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st; | |
| Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade. | |
| When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st: | |
| So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see; | |
| So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. |
| zuo qu : chen qian si | |
| zuo ci : William Shakespear | |
| Shall I compare thee to a summer' s day? | |
| Thou art more lovely and more temperate: | |
| Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, | |
| And summer' s lease hath all too short a date: | |
| Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines | |
| And often is his gold complexion dimed | |
| And every fair form fair sometimes declines, | |
| By chance or nature' s changing course untrimmed | |
| But thy eternal summer shall not fade, | |
| Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow' st | |
| Nor shall death brag thou wander' st in his shade. | |
| When in eternal lines to time thou grow' st: | |
| So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see | |
| So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. |
| zuò qǔ : chén qián sī | |
| zuò cí : William Shakespear | |
| Shall I compare thee to a summer' s day? | |
| Thou art more lovely and more temperate: | |
| Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, | |
| And summer' s lease hath all too short a date: | |
| Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines | |
| And often is his gold complexion dimed | |
| And every fair form fair sometimes declines, | |
| By chance or nature' s changing course untrimmed | |
| But thy eternal summer shall not fade, | |
| Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow' st | |
| Nor shall death brag thou wander' st in his shade. | |
| When in eternal lines to time thou grow' st: | |
| So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see | |
| So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. |
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