Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stephen Varcoe
Stephen Varcoe
Baritone
Clifford Benson
Clifford Benson
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gerald Finzi
Gerald Finzi
Composer
Thomas Hardy
Thomas Hardy
Songwriter

Tekst Utworu

Nine leaves a minute
Swim down shakily;
Each one fain would spin it
Straight to earth; but, see,
How the sharp airs win it
Slantwise away!—Here it say,
‘Now we have finished our summer show
Of what we knew the way to do:
Alas, not much! But, as things go,
As fair as any. And night-time calls,
And the curtain falls!’
Sunlight goes on shining
As if no frost were here,
Blackbirds seem designing
Where to build next year;
Yet is warmth declining:
And still the day seems to say,
‘Saw you how Dame Summer drest?
Of all God taught her she bethought her!
Alas, not much! And yet the best
She could, within the too short time
Granted her prime.’
Written by: Gerald Finzi, Thomas Hardy
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out

Loading...