| 作曲 : Ayache | |
| I pack my bag, put it on my shoulders | |
| Take my scarf, and kiss my mother | |
| It's still dark outside | |
| It's so early, I rub my eyes | |
| I say Hi to the baker, I say Hi | |
| I meet my friends at the corner of the street | |
| And we talk and we laugh like every morning | |
| On Monday, on Tuesday, On Wednesday too | |
| I'll always remember you | |
| I sit down in the classroom | |
| And look through the window | |
| Open my bag, but I'm too slow | |
| The teacher is yelling at me again for nothing | |
| I don't care. The bell's ringing | |
| I say Hi to the baker, I say Hi | |
| I meet my friends at the corner of the street | |
| And we talk and we laugh like every evening | |
| On Monday, on Tuesday, On Wednesday too | |
| I'll always remember you | |
| I say bye to the baker, I say bye | |
| I've lost my friends at the corner of the street | |
| And I cry, and I cry like every morning | |
| On Monday, on Tuesday, On Wednesday too | |
| I'll always remember you |
| zuo qu : Ayache | |
| I pack my bag, put it on my shoulders | |
| Take my scarf, and kiss my mother | |
| It' s still dark outside | |
| It' s so early, I rub my eyes | |
| I say Hi to the baker, I say Hi | |
| I meet my friends at the corner of the street | |
| And we talk and we laugh like every morning | |
| On Monday, on Tuesday, On Wednesday too | |
| I' ll always remember you | |
| I sit down in the classroom | |
| And look through the window | |
| Open my bag, but I' m too slow | |
| The teacher is yelling at me again for nothing | |
| I don' t care. The bell' s ringing | |
| I say Hi to the baker, I say Hi | |
| I meet my friends at the corner of the street | |
| And we talk and we laugh like every evening | |
| On Monday, on Tuesday, On Wednesday too | |
| I' ll always remember you | |
| I say bye to the baker, I say bye | |
| I' ve lost my friends at the corner of the street | |
| And I cry, and I cry like every morning | |
| On Monday, on Tuesday, On Wednesday too | |
| I' ll always remember you |
| zuò qǔ : Ayache | |
| I pack my bag, put it on my shoulders | |
| Take my scarf, and kiss my mother | |
| It' s still dark outside | |
| It' s so early, I rub my eyes | |
| I say Hi to the baker, I say Hi | |
| I meet my friends at the corner of the street | |
| And we talk and we laugh like every morning | |
| On Monday, on Tuesday, On Wednesday too | |
| I' ll always remember you | |
| I sit down in the classroom | |
| And look through the window | |
| Open my bag, but I' m too slow | |
| The teacher is yelling at me again for nothing | |
| I don' t care. The bell' s ringing | |
| I say Hi to the baker, I say Hi | |
| I meet my friends at the corner of the street | |
| And we talk and we laugh like every evening | |
| On Monday, on Tuesday, On Wednesday too | |
| I' ll always remember you | |
| I say bye to the baker, I say bye | |
| I' ve lost my friends at the corner of the street | |
| And I cry, and I cry like every morning | |
| On Monday, on Tuesday, On Wednesday too | |
| I' ll always remember you |