01. Dreams and Spells_ Part I.flac
02. Dreams and Spells_ Part II.flac
03. Suite for Solo Violin_ I. Elegy (after a traditional Corsican melody). Moderato.flac
04. Suite for Solo Violin_ II. Moto perpetuo. Presto possibile.flac
05. Suite for Solo Violin_ III. Burlesca.flac
06. Suite for Solo Violin_ IV. Rondo.flac
07. Suite for Solo Violin_ V. Serenata. Tranquillo.flac
08. Suite for Solo Violin_ Elegy (reprise).flac
09. Suite for Solo Violin_ VI. Dansa. Allegro spirito.flac
10. To Autumn_ I. Patience Taught by Nature. Lento ma non troppo.flac
11. To Autumn_ II. Autumn. Vivo.flac
12. To Autumn_ III. Ode to Autumn. Languido.flac
13. To Autumn_ IV. From a Railway Carriage. Vivo.flac
14. To Autumn_ V. Minstrelsy. Cantabile.flac
15. To Autumn_ VI. The Destruction of Sennacherib. Con fuoco.flac
16. To Autumn_ VII. The Autumn.flac
17. To Autumn_ VIII. A Dead Rose. Doloroso.flac
18. To Autumn_ IX. Perplexed Music.flac
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Pantcheff - To Autumn, Op.103
英文旁白是约翰・济慈（John Keats）的诗歌《秋颂》（To Autumn），内容如下：
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness!
雾霭弥漫、温柔丰盈的季节啊！
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
你是成熟太阳的亲密挚友；
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
与他合谋，如何把藤蔓缀满、赐福，
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run;
让那缠绕茅檐的葡萄结满果实；
To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,
让青苔斑驳的农舍果树压弯了腰，
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
让每一颗果实从皮到心都熟透；
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
让南瓜鼓胀，让榛子壳饱满，
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
包着香甜的仁；还让花朵不断萌发，
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
一朵又一朵，迟开的花为蜜蜂绽放，
Until they think warm days will never cease,
直到它们以为温暖的日子永不会结束，
For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells.
因为夏天早已把它们的黏巢溢得满满。
Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
谁不常见你伫立在满仓的谷物之间？
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
有时，谁若走向田野，便能发现
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
你漫不经心地坐在粮仓地板上，
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
扬谷的风轻轻拂起你的发丝；
Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep,
或在一半已割的垄沟间酣然睡去，
Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
被罂粟的浓香熏得昏昏，你的镰刀
Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers;
放过了下一行麦束及缠绕的野花；
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
有时你又像拾穗者，稳稳地
Steady thy laden head across a brook;
顶着沉甸甸的禾束，跨过小溪；
Or by a cider-press, with patient look,
或守在榨果机旁，耐心凝视，
Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.**
一小时又一小时，看最后的果汁缓缓滴落。
Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
春日的歌在哪？唉，它们去了何处？
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,—
别再去想，你也有自己的乐曲，——
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,**
当带纹的晚霞映亮温柔将逝的白昼，
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
把玫瑰色抹在割后的茬地；
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
于是小蚊蚋排成哀婉合唱队，低低悲鸣，
Among the river sallows, borne aloft
在河岸柳丛间，被微风托起
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
又随微风生灭而忽升忽沉；
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;**
壮实的羔羊在远处的山边高声咩叫；
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
篱下蟋蟀清唱；此刻更添柔和的高音，
The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft;
知更鸟在菜园篱间婉转啼鸣；
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
而集结的燕子在空中呢喃穿梭。