| Song | Blue Bells |
| Artist | Stan Getz |
| Album | Stan Getz And The Cool Sounds |
| 作词 : Sunkel | |
| Ringing... | |
| Lucy, remember | |
| The smell of that fall | |
| The fires of fungus | |
| And the rotting leaves | |
| I fell off the wagon | |
| Into your arms | |
| Into this long month of sundays | |
| And you were my husband | |
| My wife, my heroin | |
| Now this is our final December | |
| Now deep in a forest | |
| Losing all though of spring | |
| And nothing can help me remember | |
| And I'm going nowhere fast | |
| A darker day has holed at last | |
| Deep in a dream I set the calmness to spinning | |
| And your love has come too late | |
| Away from the garden gate | |
| Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing | |
| Now that it's over after all that we had | |
| A river runs through the rafters down, down, down | |
| Does it leave me sleeping? Dreaming only of spring | |
| The phone rings out and I remember | |
| But I'm going nowhere fast | |
| A darker day has holed at last | |
| Deep in this dream I set the calmness to spinning | |
| And your love has come too late | |
| Now wave to the garden gate | |
| Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing | |
| Ringing, ringing, ringing | |
| Wanna hear them ringing, my love | |
| Wanna hear them ringing |
| zuò cí : Sunkel | |
| Ringing... | |
| Lucy, remember | |
| The smell of that fall | |
| The fires of fungus | |
| And the rotting leaves | |
| I fell off the wagon | |
| Into your arms | |
| Into this long month of sundays | |
| And you were my husband | |
| My wife, my heroin | |
| Now this is our final December | |
| Now deep in a forest | |
| Losing all though of spring | |
| And nothing can help me remember | |
| And I' m going nowhere fast | |
| A darker day has holed at last | |
| Deep in a dream I set the calmness to spinning | |
| And your love has come too late | |
| Away from the garden gate | |
| Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing | |
| Now that it' s over after all that we had | |
| A river runs through the rafters down, down, down | |
| Does it leave me sleeping? Dreaming only of spring | |
| The phone rings out and I remember | |
| But I' m going nowhere fast | |
| A darker day has holed at last | |
| Deep in this dream I set the calmness to spinning | |
| And your love has come too late | |
| Now wave to the garden gate | |
| Wake me up when the blue bells are ringing | |
| Ringing, ringing, ringing | |
| Wanna hear them ringing, my love | |
| Wanna hear them ringing |