我用倒退的方式追述历史。
你总有爱我的一天吧 You'll Love Me Yet
你总有爱我的一天, You'll love me yet!—and I can tarry 我能等着你的爱慢慢地长大 Your love's protracted growing: 你手里提的那把花, June rear'd that bunch of flowers you carry,不也是四月下的种子,六月开的吗? From seeds of April's sowing.