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Come, fill the Cup, and in the fire of Spring
Your Winter-garment of Repentance fling
The Bird of Time has but a little way
To flutter— and the Bird is on the Wing.
来吧,斟满我的杯,狂饮春日烈火的酒
褪去你那满是悔恨的冬衣
时光飞鸟已无多途展翅
大自然之鹰却依然振翮翱翔。
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Come, fill the Cup, and in the fire of Spring
Your Winter-garment of Repentance fling
The Bird of Time has but a little way
To flutter— and the Bird is on the Wing.
来吧,斟满我的杯,狂饮春日烈火的酒
褪去你那满是悔恨的冬衣
时光飞鸟已无多途展翅
大自然之鹰却依然振翮翱翔。