《Piping Down the Valleys Wild》歌词

[00:00:05] Piping Down the Valleys Wild

[00:00:05] Poem lyrics of Piping Down the Valleys Wild by William Blake.

[00:00:18] Piping down the valleys wild,

[00:00:22] Piping songs of pleasant glee,

[00:00:26] On a cloud I saw a child,

[00:00:31] And he laughing said to me:

[00:00:37] "Pipe a song about a lamb!"

[00:00:41] So I piped with merry cheer.

[00:00:45] "Piper, pipe that song again."

[00:00:50] So I piped: he wept to hear.

[00:01:14] "Drop thy pipe, thy happy pipe;

[00:01:19] Sing thy songs of happy cheer."

[00:01:23] So I sung the same again,

[00:01:28] While he wept with joy to hear.

[00:02:09] "Piper, sit thee down and write

[00:02:13] In a book, that all may read."

[00:02:17] So he vanished from my sight,

[00:02:22] And I plucked a hollow reed,

[00:02:27] And I made a rural pen,

[00:02:31] And I stained the water clear,

[00:02:35] And I wrote my happy songs

[00:02:39] Every child may joy to hear

[00:03:22] And I wrote my happy songs

[00:03:27] Every child may joy to hear.