Shall I compare thee to a summer's day - Bryan Ferry (布莱恩·费瑞)
Shall I compare thee
To a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely
And more temperate:
Rough winds do
Shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath
All too short a date,
Sometime too hot
The eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold
Complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair
Sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing
Course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer
Shall not fade
Nor lose possession of
That fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag
Thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines
To time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe
Or eyes can see,
So long lives this
And this gives life to thee.
