[00:00.00] 作曲 : John Dowland
[00:02.96]I saw my lady weep,
[00:31.38]And Sorrow proud to be advanced so,
[00:53.51]In those fair eyes where all perfections keep.
[01:11.99]Her face was full of woe,
[01:26.55]But such a woe believe me as wins more hearts,
[01:39.69]Than Mirth can do with her enticing charms.
[01:57.40]Sorrow was there made fair,
[02:28.47]And Passion wise, tears a delightful thing,
[02:51.97]Silence beyond all speech a wisdom rare.
[03:11.80]She made her sighs to sing,
[03:26.92]And all things with so sweet a sadness move,
[03:41.28]As made my heart at once both grieve and love.
[04:00.25]O fairer than aught else
[04:30.98]The world can show, leave off in time to grieve.
[04:54.18]Enough, enough, your joyful looks excels.
[05:12.19]Tears kill the heart, believe;
[05:27.01]O strive not to be excellent in woe,
[05:40.50]Which only breeds your beauty's overthrow.

作曲 : John Dowland
I saw my lady weep,
And Sorrow proud to be advanced so,
In those fair eyes where all perfections keep.
Her face was full of woe,
But such a woe believe me as wins more hearts,
Than Mirth can do with her enticing charms.
Sorrow was there made fair,
And Passion wise, tears a delightful thing,
Silence beyond all speech a wisdom rare.
She made her sighs to sing,
And all things with so sweet a sadness move,
As made my heart at once both grieve and love.
O fairer than aught else
The world can show, leave off in time to grieve.
Enough, enough, your joyful looks excels.
Tears kill the heart, believe;
O strive not to be excellent in woe,
Which only breeds your beauty's overthrow.