为你读诗 Hindi Songs-iii 非著名口语教练Jeff

I had travelled all day and was tiredthen I bowed my head towards thy kingly court still far awayThe night deepened, a longing burned in my heartwhatever the words I sangpain cried through themfor even my songs thirstedO my loverMy belovedMy best in all the worldWhen time seemed lost in darkness thy hand dropped its scepter to take up the luteand strike the uttermost chordsAnd my heart sang outO my loverMy belovedMy best in all the worldAh, who is this whose arms enfold me?Whatever I have to leave let me leaveand whatever I have to bear let me bearOnly let me walk with theeO my loverMy belovedMy best in all the worldDescend at whiles from thine audience hallcome down amid joys and sorrowshide in all forms and delightsin love and in my heartthere sing thy songO my loverMy beloved My best in all the world.(The End)