What Then Is Love?
What then is love but mourning?
What desire but a self-burning?
Till she that hates doth love return
Thus I will mourn, thus will I sing,
Come away, come away, my darling.
Thus I will mourn, thus will I sing,
Come away, come away, my darling.
Beauty is but a blooming,
Youth in his glory entombing;
Time hath a while which none can stay,
So come away while I thus sing,
Come away, come away, my darling.
So come away while I thus sing,
Come away, come away, my darling.
Summer in winter fadeth,
Gloomy night heav'nly light shadeth,
Like to the morn are Venus' flowers,
Such are her hours, then will I sing,
Come away, come away, my darling.
Such are her hours, then will I sing,
Come away, come away, my darling.
What Then Is Love?LRC歌词
[00:00.00]What then is love but mourning?
[00:06.77]What desire but a self-burning?
[00:12.89]Till she that hates doth love return
[00:19.04]Thus I will mourn, thus will I sing,
[00:24.46]Come away, come away, my darling.
[00:30.51]Thus I will mourn, thus will I sing,
[00:36.01]Come away, come away, my darling.
[00:43.02]Beauty is but a blooming,
[00:49.58]Youth in his glory entombing;
[00:56.53]Time hath a while which none can stay,
[01:03.28]So come away while I thus sing,
[01:09.48]Come away, come away, my darling.
[01:14.93]So come away while I thus sing,
[01:20.75]Come away, come away, my darling.
[01:28.56]Summer in winter fadeth,
[01:35.32]Gloomy night heav'nly light shadeth,
[01:42.62]Like to the morn are Venus' flowers,
[01:49.14]Such are her hours, then will I sing,
[01:55.20]Come away, come away, my darling.
[02:01.21]Such are her hours, then will I sing,
[02:07.27]Come away, come away, my darling.
