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歌手名 Anthony Phillips

All the World's a stage

A friend of mine he sometimes said

And though he tried to show the way

They only care about his name

Love is for the Fool

A blind old man he always said

But of its' joys he sometimes spoke

And then it seemed he could see

Life is for the Strong

A travelling monk he told me once

But of the weak he never spoke

Though their cries beat on his ears

I stood my gun in hand

The Swallow flew to meet his love

And as they touched I shot him down

But now it's me that can't fly