[00:00.000] 作词 : Christina Rossetti[00:01.000] 作曲 : Christopher Tin[00:13.772]A hundred thousand birds salute the day: —[00:19.880]One solitary bird salutes the night:[00:26.260]Its mellow grieving wiles our grief away,[00:32.370]And tunes our weary watches to delight;[00:39.071]It seems to sing the thoughts we cannot say,[00:51.318]The thoughts we can set, and to set them right;[00:55.313]Until we feel once more that May is May,[01:06.746]And hope some buds may bloom without a blight.[01:22.471]A hundred thousand birds salute the day:[01:28.078]One solitary bird salutes the night:[01:34.477]This solitary bird outweighs, outvies,[01:40.881]The hundred thousand merry-making birds[01:46.993]Whose innocent warblings yet might make us wise[02:03.248]Would we but follow when they bid us rise,[02:15.478]Would we but set their notes of praise to words[02:25.076]And launch our hearts up with them to the skies.