《In Memoriam》歌词

[00:02:04] Alfred, Lord Tennyson

[00:02:04] Oh yet we trust that somehow good

[00:02:04] Will be the final goal of ill,

[00:02:04] at last, far off, at last, to all,

[00:02:04] and every winter turn to spring.

[00:02:04] That nothing walks with aimless feet;

[00:02:04] that not one life shall be destroy,

[00:02:04] or cast as rubbish to the void.

[00:02:04] when god hath made the world complete

[00:02:04] oh

[00:02:04] That not a worm is cloven in vain;

[00:02:04] That not a moth with vain desire

[00:02:04] Is shrivelled in a fruitless fire,

[00:02:04] Or but subserves another's gain.

[00:02:04] ??????

[00:02:04] Behold, we know not anything;

[00:02:04] I can but trust that good shall fall

[00:02:04] At last鈥攆ar off鈥攁t last, to all,

[00:02:04] And every winter change to spring.

[00:02:04] So runs my dream: but what am I?

[00:02:04] An infant crying in the night:

[00:02:04] An infant crying for the light:

[00:02:04] And with no language but a cry.

[00:02:04] oh