Song | Little Cloud |
Artist | The Incredible String Band |
Album | The 5000 Spirits Or The Layers Of The Onion |
作词 : Heron | |
How sweet to be a cloud, floating in the blue. | |
Lying awake, late the other night | |
Heard above me a trembling, | |
I looked up, it was a little cloud, | |
From which a gold string was dangling; | |
You know, I gave the string a little pull, | |
Just to see what was on the other end. | |
Just then a voice came down to me, says, | |
"Hey, now, don't you want to be my friend, | |
And float with me to distant lands, | |
wondrous and fair; | |
Float with me to distant lands wondrous and fair? | |
You see I'm just a happy little cloud, | |
I laugh and float and sing my song, | |
But the other clouds don't like me none. | |
They say I am behaving very wrong. | |
You see a cloud's supposed to be sad, | |
To cry and weep and tear its hair and all, | |
And don't matter how hard I try, | |
I can't get the first little tear to fall." | |
And float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair; | |
Float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair; | |
I said, "Hey, I like you little cloud, | |
You are a nice little fellow, yes." | |
"You making some, kind of a joke?", said the cloud, | |
"Now can't you see I'm wearing such a pretty dress? | |
You see I am the prettiest little chick cloud | |
That you'd find anywhere up above. | |
I just dropped in on you awhile | |
To see if you could give me some kind of love." | |
And float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair; | |
Float with me to distant lands wondrous and fair; | |
Just then the chief cloud come into view | |
And says, "Hey, girl, now what you think you're doing there? | |
I told you so many times before | |
You just don't seem at all to care. | |
You know you should be floating up above, now | |
Don't let me catch you down here again." | |
And as my cloud pulled out of view, | |
There come failing down a gentle shower of rain. | |
Happy rain come failing down, | |
Red, green, blue and golden. | |
And every drop, as it fell, it smiled | |
And, throwing back its head, began singing, | |
"Oh float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair; | |
Float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair." |
zuò cí : Heron | |
How sweet to be a cloud, floating in the blue. | |
Lying awake, late the other night | |
Heard above me a trembling, | |
I looked up, it was a little cloud, | |
From which a gold string was dangling | |
You know, I gave the string a little pull, | |
Just to see what was on the other end. | |
Just then a voice came down to me, says, | |
" Hey, now, don' t you want to be my friend, | |
And float with me to distant lands, | |
wondrous and fair | |
Float with me to distant lands wondrous and fair? | |
You see I' m just a happy little cloud, | |
I laugh and float and sing my song, | |
But the other clouds don' t like me none. | |
They say I am behaving very wrong. | |
You see a cloud' s supposed to be sad, | |
To cry and weep and tear its hair and all, | |
And don' t matter how hard I try, | |
I can' t get the first little tear to fall." | |
And float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair | |
Float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair | |
I said, " Hey, I like you little cloud, | |
You are a nice little fellow, yes." | |
" You making some, kind of a joke?", said the cloud, | |
" Now can' t you see I' m wearing such a pretty dress? | |
You see I am the prettiest little chick cloud | |
That you' d find anywhere up above. | |
I just dropped in on you awhile | |
To see if you could give me some kind of love." | |
And float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair | |
Float with me to distant lands wondrous and fair | |
Just then the chief cloud come into view | |
And says, " Hey, girl, now what you think you' re doing there? | |
I told you so many times before | |
You just don' t seem at all to care. | |
You know you should be floating up above, now | |
Don' t let me catch you down here again." | |
And as my cloud pulled out of view, | |
There come failing down a gentle shower of rain. | |
Happy rain come failing down, | |
Red, green, blue and golden. | |
And every drop, as it fell, it smiled | |
And, throwing back its head, began singing, | |
" Oh float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair | |
Float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair." |