Lyrics: William Shakespeare
Music: William Shakespeare
Arranger: 杜凯
Guitar: 杜凯
Vocals: 玉儿
The poor soul sat sighing by a sycamore tree,
Sing willow, willow, willow;
With his hand in his bosom and his head upon his knee,
O willow, willow, willow, willow;
O willow, willow, willow, willow
Shall be my garland.
Sing all a green willow;
Willow, willow willow,
Ay me, the green willow
Must be my garland.
He sighed in his singing, and made a great moan,
Sing willow, willow, willow;
I am dead to all pleasure, my true love she is gone,
O willow, willow, willow, willow;
O willow, willow, willow, willow
Shall be my garland.
Sing all a green willow;
Willow, willow willow,
Ay me, the green willow
Must be my garland.
Take this for my farewell and latest adieu,
Sing willow, willow, willow;
Write this on my tomb, that in love where I was true,
O willow, willow, willow, willow;
O willow, willow, willow, willow
Shall be my garland.
Sing all a green willow;
Willow, willow willow,
Ay me, the green willow
Must be my garland.