时间：1959-01-01
在手机上保存，获得更好体验
Act 2 - Fair moon to thee I sing - D'Oyly Carte Opera Company/Jeffrey Skitch/New Symphony Orchestra Of London/Isidore Godfrey
Lyrics by：William Schwenck Gilbert
Composed by：Arthur Sullivan
Fair moon to thee I sing
Bright regent of the heavens
Say why is everything
Either at sixes or at sevens
Say why is everything
Either at sixes or at sevens
I have lived hitherto
Free from breath of slander
Beloved by all my crew
A really popular commander
But now my kindly crew rebel
My daughter to a tar is partial
Sir Joseph storms and sad to tell
He threatens a court martial
Fair moon to thee I sing
Bright regent of the heavens
Say why is everything
Either at sixes or at sevens
Fair moon to thee I sing
Bright regent of the heavens
How sweetly he carols forth his melody to the unconscious moon
Of whom is he thinking
Of some high-born beauty
It may be
Who is poor Little Buttercup
That she should expect his glance to fall on one so lowly
And yet if he knew
If he only knew
Ah Little Buttercup still on board
That is not quite right little one
It would have been more respectable to have gone on shore at dusk
True dear Captain
But the recollection of your sad pale face
Seemed to chain me to the ship
I would fain see you smile before I go
Ah Little Buttercup
I fear it will be long before I recover my accustomed cheerfulness for misfortunes crowd
Upon me and all my old friends seem to have turned against me
Oh no
Do not say"all" dear Captain
That were unjust to one at least
True for you are staunch to me
If ever I gave my heart again
Methinks it would be to such a one as this
I am touched to the heart by your innocent regard for me
And were we differently situated I think I could have returned it
But as it is
I fear I can never be more to you than a friend
I understand
You hold aloof from me because you are rich and lofty
And I poor and lowly
But take care
The poor bumboat woman has gipsy blood in her veins
And she can read destinies
Destinies
There is a change in store for you
A change
Aye
Be prepared
