Текст песни If Music Be the Food of Love - Christopher Hogwood , Emma Kirkby , Richard Campbell

If music be the food of love
Sing on, sing on, sing on, sing on
Sing on 'til I am filled with joy
For then my list'ning soul you move
To pleasures that can never, never cloy
Your eyes, your mien, your tongue declare
That you are music everywhere
Pleasures invade both eye and ear
So fierce the transport of a wound
And all my senses feasted are
Though yet the treat is only sound
Soon I must perish by your charms
Unless you save me in your arms