當你累了，睡意昏沉，無心專注，

請打開音樂，

細細聽，

想想歌詞的深意，

想想旋律的韻味；

想想生活帶來的

When you are old and grey and full of sleep, 

And nodding by the fire, take down this book, 

And slowly read, and dream of the soft look 　

Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace, >

And loved your beauty with love false or true,

But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, 　

And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,

Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled

And paced upon the mountains overhead 　

And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.