Outomorrow

作词 : Manuel Sene/Carol Herse

作曲 : Manuel Sene/Carol Herse

Tomorrow

And tomorrow

And tomorrow

Creeps in this petty pace from day to day

To the last syllable of recorded time

And all our yesterdays have

Lighted fools

The way to dusty death

Out brief candle

Life's but a walking shadow

Tomorrow

And tomorrow

A poor player that struts

And frets his hour upon the stage

Tomorrow

And tomorrow

And tomorrow

Tomorrow

And tomorrow

And then is heard

It's a tale told by an idiot

Full of sound and fury

Signifying nothing

There would have been a time for such a word

Tomorrow

And tomorrow

And tomorrow

Creeps in this petty pace from day to day

To the last syllable of recorded time

And all our yesterdays have

Lighted fools

Tomorrow

And tomorrow

(And tomorrow)

Creeps in this petty pace from day to day

To the last syllable of recorded time

(Tomorrow)