[00:00.00]When to her lute Corrina sings - Dorothy Linell/Steven Rickards
[00:00.99]Written by：Thomas Campion
[00:01.99]When to her lute Corinna sings
[00:06.87]Her voice revives the leaden strings
[00:11.82]And doth in highest notes appear
[00:15.80]As any challenged echo clear
[00:20.56]But when she doth of mourning speak
[00:25.07]Ev'n with her sighs her sighs her sighs
[00:29.09]The strings do break
[00:30.86]The strings do break
[00:34.66]But when she doth of mourning speak
[00:39.21]Ev'n with her sighs her sighs her sighs the strings do break
[00:46.09]The strings do break
[00:50.20]And as her lute doth live or die
[00:54.93]Let by her passion so must I
[01:00.13]For when of pleasure she doth sing
[01:04.40]My thoughts enjoy a sudden spring
[01:10.01]But if she doth of sorrow speak
[01:14.42]Ev'n from my heart my heart my heart the strings do break
[01:20.96]The strings do break
[01:24.02]But if she doth of sorrow speak
[01:28.96]Ev'n from my heart my heart my heart the strings do break
[01:35.79]The strings do break