[00:00.00] 作词 : Stephen Sondheim[00:00.24] 作曲 : Stephen Sondheim[00:00.49]Dot, why did write these words?[00:05.79]They are your words, George.[00:09.24]The words you uttered so often when you worked.[00:14.88]"Order.[00:22.36]Design.[00:29.15]Tension.[00:40.43]Composition.[00:48.32]Balance.[00:52.79]Light."[00:56.76]Dot, I cannot read this word.[01:02.82]"Harmony."[01:04.80]Sunday[01:08.72]By the blue / "So much love in his words...[01:10.87]Purple yellow red water / Forever with his colors...[01:16.22]On the green[01:17.89]Purple yellow red grass / How George looks...[01:22.12]As we pass / He can look forever...[01:27.30]Through arrangements of shadows / What does he see? His eyes so dark and shiny...[01:34.43]Towards the verticals of tree / So careful...So exact..."[01:42.40]Forever[01:48.09]By the blue[01:49.87]Purple yellow red water[01:54.93]On the green[01:56.71]Orange violet mass[02:00.71]Of the grass[02:05.93]In our perfect park[02:12.83]Made of flecks of light[02:21.19]And dark[02:27.93]And parasols[02:33.78]People strolling through the trees[02:40.49]Of a small suburban park[02:47.39]On an island in the river[03:02.04]On an ordinary Sunday[03:14.22]Sunday[03:20.82]Sunday[03:34.64]"White.[03:37.12]A blank page or canvas.[03:42.51]His favorite.[03:46.06]So many possibilities..."