Song | Britten: Nocturne for tenor, 7 obligato instruments & strings, Op.60 - 8. "When Most I Wink, Then Do Mine Eyes Best See" |
Artist | YoungStar |
Artist | Gervase de Peyer |
Artist | Alexander Murray |
Artist | YoungStar |
Artist | Barry Tuckwell |
Artist | Sir Peter Pears |
Artist | The London Symphony Orchestra |
Artist | Benjamin Britten |
Artist | Roger Lord |
Artist | Osian Ellis |
Album | Britten: Serenade for tenor, horn & strings; Les Illuminations; Nocturne |
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[00:00.0000] | 作曲 : Benjamin Britten |
[00:02.60] | When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see, |
[00:19.62] | For all the day they view things unrespected; |
[00:33.01] | But when I sleep, in dreams they look on thee, |
[00:43.43] | And, darkly bright, are bright in dark directed. |
[01:00.15] | Then thou, whose shadow shadows doth make bright, |
[01:16.53] | How would thy shadow’s form form happy show |
[01:24.33] | To the clear day with thy much clearer light, |
[01:33.85] | When to unseeing eyes thy shade shines so! |
[01:48.11] | How would, I say, mine eyes be blessed made |
[01:59.82] | By looking on thee in the living day, |
[02:12.16] | When in dead night thy fair imperfect shade |
[02:29.69] | Through heavy sleep on sightless eyes doth stay! |
[02:59.60] | All days are nights to see till I see thee, |
[03:25.38] | And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me |
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[00:00.0000] | zuò qǔ : Benjamin Britten |
[00:02.60] | When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see, |
[00:19.62] | For all the day they view things unrespected |
[00:33.01] | But when I sleep, in dreams they look on thee, |
[00:43.43] | And, darkly bright, are bright in dark directed. |
[01:00.15] | Then thou, whose shadow shadows doth make bright, |
[01:16.53] | How would thy shadow' s form form happy show |
[01:24.33] | To the clear day with thy much clearer light, |
[01:33.85] | When to unseeing eyes thy shade shines so! |
[01:48.11] | How would, I say, mine eyes be blessed made |
[01:59.82] | By looking on thee in the living day, |
[02:12.16] | When in dead night thy fair imperfect shade |
[02:29.69] | Through heavy sleep on sightless eyes doth stay! |
[02:59.60] | All days are nights to see till I see thee, |
[03:25.38] | And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me |