死者與生者的對話

Under the greenwood tree

Who loves to lie with me,

And turn his merry note

Unto the sweet bird's throat,

Come hither, come hither, come hither:

Here shall he see

No enemy

But winter and rough weather.

Who doth ambition shun

And loves to live in the sun,

Seeking the food he eats,

And pleased with what he gets, Come hither, come hither, come hither:

Here shall he see

No enemy

But winter and rough weather.

十年生死兩茫茫不思量自難忘。

千里孤墳無處話淒涼。

縱使相逢應不識塵滿面鬢如霜。

夜來幽夢忽還鄉小軒窗正梳妝。

相顧無言唯有淚千行。

料得年年斷腸處明月夜短松岡。

Come hither, come hither, come hither:

Here shall he see

No enemy

But winter and rough weather.