...A Distance There Is...歌词
Come in out of the rain thou sayest - but thou ne-er step-st aside;
And I am trapp-d -
A distance there is...
None, save me and the bodkin - pitter-patter on the roof:
Behold! - tis not the rain; thence me it has to be -
I will not drink thy vintage wine, my dear;
Thou hast heed-