[00:00.00] 作曲 : Menton J. Matthews III[00:29.38]Why are you standing here all alone[00:31.42]In front of the gates[00:33.09]And moaning to yourself over your misfortune[01:03.15]Why are you standing here[01:04.52]Alone in front of the gates[01:12.14][02:06.74]When the wars are done[02:08.36]The poet speaks of sweet persuasiveness[02:11.25]And the waste and misery that follow great conflicts[02:14.17]And pleads for tranquil times[02:36.16]Two loves I have of comfort and despair[02:39.33]Which like two spirits do suggest me still[02:42.68]The better angel is a man right fair[02:45.63]The worser spirit a woman coloured ill[03:24.82]How many make the hour full complete;[03:27.60]How many hours bring about the day;[03:29.64]How many days will finish up the year;[03:31.88]How many years a mortal man may live[03:35.25]When this is known then to divide the times:[03:38.42]So many hours must I contemplate;[03:41.85]So many hours must I sport myself;[03:44.70]So many days my eyes have been with young;[03:48.14]So many weeks there the poor fools will lean:[03:51.71]So many years there I shall shear the fleece:[03:55.20]So minutes hours days months and years[03:58.67]Passed over to the end they were created[04:01.76]Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave[04:05.41]Ah what a life were this[04:08.32]How sweet this[04:10.65]How lovely