If Music Be the Food of Love - The King's Singers/Henry Purcell

作词：H. Heveningham

作曲：Henry Purcell

If music be the food of love

Sing on sing on sing on sing on

'Til I am filled am filled with joy

For then my listening soul you move

For then for then my listening soul you move

To pleasures that can never cloy

Your eyes your mien your tongue declare

That you are music everywhere

Your eyes your eyes your mien your tongue declare

That you are music everywhere

Pleasures invade both eye and ear

So fierce so fierce so fierce so fierce so fierce

The transports are they wound

And all my senses feasted are

And all and all my senses feasted are

Though yet the treat is only sound

Sure I must perish by your charms

Unless you save me in your arms your arms

Sure I sure I must perish by your charms

Unless you save me in your arms