Less haste, more speed
You said you’d marry me, not to exceed
The time my hair’d grown to my small waist
Like Penelope weaving, less haste, less haste
Only to make time for you to speed
And room for you to get a better man
Than I, and in time I came the best man
夜长梦多
你说叫我别着急，别着急
待我长发及腰你就娶了我
像珀涅罗珀织锦，织了拆，拆了织
依时你就有了时间逃之夭夭
有了心思找一个比我更好的
谁承想婚礼那天我成了你的男傧相