[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [by:时间戳工具V2.0_20200810] [offset:0] [00:00.54]There's a pleasant port where a boy fixed his course [00:05.73]On a lesser trodden landscape north [00:14.04]And on his journey boreal met one corporeal [00:18.57]One returning journey forth [00:20.31]What draws you to the barren there he said [00:25.56]That land is nothing but dampen dread [00:27.96]And sour berries and rotten cherries [00:30.54]And icy rime and that snowy snowy pine [00:37.29]That bleak bare lawn is woebegone [00:41.40]But carry carry carry on [00:45.96]Oh no he said You must have misunderstood [00:50.43]It's not the land's comestible goods [00:51.27]Not the berry that I seek bbut the way it hangs on the arrow wood [00:57.45]And I am not after that snowy shawl [00:59.13]But the way the faint flakes float and fall [01:02.88]And to me that alabaster milky rime [01:05.31]Is as sweet as sugar and just as fine [01:21.42]And I don't care one bit that the pines are gone [02:04.53]But I do care what they look like at dawn [02:08.46]I'm not concerned that their life is drawn [02:11.88]But what happens to the land without their brawn [02:16.23]And so his journey goes though his story's old [02:24.87]But a tale is not trite if it's still being told