[00:00.00]Gatekeepers - Saltillo
[00:29.38]Why are you standing here all alone
[00:31.42]In front of the gates
[00:33.09]And moaning to yourself over your misfortune
[01:03.15]Why are you standing here
[01:04.52]Alone in front of the gates
[01:12.14]
[02:06.74]When the wars are done
[02:08.36]The poet speaks of sweet persuasiveness
[02:11.25]And the waste and misery that follow great conflicts
[02:14.17]And pleads for tranquil times
[02:36.16]Two loves I have of comfort and despair
[02:39.33]Which like two spirits do suggest me still
[02:42.68]The better angel is a man right fair
[02:45.63]The worser spirit a woman coloured ill
[03:24.82]How many make the hour full complete;
[03:27.60]How many hours bring about the day;
[03:29.64]How many days will finish up the year;
[03:31.88]How many years a mortal man may live
[03:35.25]When this is known then to divide the times:
[03:38.42]So many hours must I contemplate;
[03:41.85]So many hours must I sport myself;
[03:44.70]So many days my eyes have been with young;
[03:48.14]So many weeks there the poor fools will lean:
[03:51.71]So many years there I shall shear the fleece:
[03:55.20]So minutes hours days months and years
[03:58.67]Passed over to the end they were created
[04:01.76]Would bring white hairs unto a quiet grave
[04:05.41]Ah what a life were this
[04:08.32]How sweet this
[04:10.65]How lovely