[00:00.000] 作词 : Page, James Patrick / Plant, Robert Anthony
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Page, James Patrick / Plant, Robert Anthony
[00:30.730]This is the springtime of my loving-
[00:35.748]The second season I am to know
[00:43.210]You are the sunlight in my growing-
[00:48.390]So little warmth I've felt before
[00:55.640]It isn't hard to feel me glowing-
[01:00.830]I watched the fire that grew so low
[03:48.307]It is the summer of my smiles-
[03:54.207]Flee from me Keepers of the Gloom
[04:01.872]Speak to me only with your eyes
[04:08.082]It is to you I give this tune
[04:14.572]Ain't so hard to recognize-
[04:20.182]These things are clear to all from
[04:24.437]Time to time
[04:38.161]Ooooh
[05:05.106]Talk Talk-
[05:12.557]I've felt the coldness of my winter
[05:19.431]I never thought it would ever go
[05:24.666]I cursed the gloom that set upon us
[05:30.537]But I know that I love you so
[05:42.031]But I know that I love you so
[05:47.642]These are the seasons of emotion
[05:53.266]And like the winds they rise and fall
[05:59.766]This is the wonder of devotion-
[06:05.127]I see the torch we all must hold
[06:11.582]This is the mystery of the quotient-
[06:16.666]Upon us all a little rain must fall
[06:24.041]Just a little rain?

作词 : Page, James Patrick / Plant, Robert Anthony
作曲 : Page, James Patrick / Plant, Robert Anthony
This is the springtime of my loving-
The second season I am to know
You are the sunlight in my growing-
So little warmth I've felt before
It isn't hard to feel me glowing-
I watched the fire that grew so low
It is the summer of my smiles-
Flee from me Keepers of the Gloom
Speak to me only with your eyes
It is to you I give this tune
Ain't so hard to recognize-
These things are clear to all from
Time to time
Ooooh
Talk Talk-
I've felt the coldness of my winter
I never thought it would ever go
I cursed the gloom that set upon us
But I know that I love you so
But I know that I love you so
These are the seasons of emotion
And like the winds they rise and fall
This is the wonder of devotion-
I see the torch we all must hold
This is the mystery of the quotient-
Upon us all a little rain must fall
Just a little rain?