[00:00.000] 作曲 : Igor Stravinsky[00:08.884]In youth the panting slave[00:12.136]pursues the fair evasive dame.[00:17.422]Then, caught in colder fetters,[00:23.677]woos wealth, office, or a name.[00:30.852]Till, old, dishonoured,[00:34.478]sick, downcast[00:37.204]and failing in his wits,[00:40.437]in virtue's narrow cell at last[00:44.180]the withered bondsman sits.[00:56.085]That man alone his fate fulfills.[01:05.532]For he alone, for he alone is free[01:11.764]who chooses what to will,[01:14.354]and wills his choice as destiny.[01:28.056]No eye his future can foretell,[01:32.088]no law his past explain,[01:36.496]whom neither passion[01:40.834]may compel,[01:42.351]nor reason can restrain.[02:07.911]Well?