The Lass With The Delicate Air

Julie Andrews2011年11月22日
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The Lass With The Delicate Air - Julie Andrews

Young Molly who lived at the foot of the hill

 

Who's fame every virgin with envy doth feel

 

Of beauty is blessed with and so ample a share

Then call her the lass with the delicate air

 

With the delicate air

 

Men call her the lass with the delicate air

 

By a murmuring brook on a green mossy bed

 

A chaplet come oozing the fair one was laid

 

Surprised and transported I could not forbear

With rapture to gaze on her delicate air

 

On her delicate air

With rapture to gaze on her delicate air

 

A thousand times over I repeated my suit

 

But still the tormentor affects to be mute

 

Then tell me he swains who have conquered the fair

How to win the dear lass with the delicate air

 

With the delicate air

 

How to win the dear lass with the delicate air

 

***歌詞來自第三方***

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