| Song | Wynken, Blynken and Nod |
| Artist | Donovan |
| Album | Pied Piper |
| 作词 : Donovan, Field | |
| The old moon laughed and he sang a song | |
| As they rocked in the wooden shoe | |
| And the wind that sped them all night long | |
| Ruffled the waves of dew | |
| The little stars were the herring fish | |
| That lived in the beautiful sea | |
| "Now cast your nets wherever you wish | |
| For never afeared are we!“ | |
| So cried the stars to the fishermen three – | |
| Wynken, Blynken, and Nod | |
| All night long their nets they threw | |
| For the fish in the twinkling foam | |
| Then down from the skies came the wooden shoe | |
| Bringing the fishermen home | |
| 'Twas all so pretty a sail it seemed | |
| As if it could not be | |
| And some folks thought 'twas a dream they dreamed | |
| Of sailing that beautiful sea | |
| But I shall name you the fishermen three – | |
| Wynken, Blynken, and Nod | |
| Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes | |
| And Nod is a little head | |
| And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies | |
| Is a wee one's trunble bed | |
| So close your eyes while mother sings | |
| Of wonderful sights that be | |
| And you shall see the beautiful things | |
| As you rock in the misty sea | |
| And I shall name you the fishermen three – | |
| Wynken, Blynken, and Nod |
| zuò cí : Donovan, Field | |
| The old moon laughed and he sang a song | |
| As they rocked in the wooden shoe | |
| And the wind that sped them all night long | |
| Ruffled the waves of dew | |
| The little stars were the herring fish | |
| That lived in the beautiful sea | |
| " Now cast your nets wherever you wish | |
| For never afeared are we!" | |
| So cried the stars to the fishermen three | |
| Wynken, Blynken, and Nod | |
| All night long their nets they threw | |
| For the fish in the twinkling foam | |
| Then down from the skies came the wooden shoe | |
| Bringing the fishermen home | |
| ' Twas all so pretty a sail it seemed | |
| As if it could not be | |
| And some folks thought ' twas a dream they dreamed | |
| Of sailing that beautiful sea | |
| But I shall name you the fishermen three | |
| Wynken, Blynken, and Nod | |
| Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes | |
| And Nod is a little head | |
| And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies | |
| Is a wee one' s trunble bed | |
| So close your eyes while mother sings | |
| Of wonderful sights that be | |
| And you shall see the beautiful things | |
| As you rock in the misty sea | |
| And I shall name you the fishermen three | |
| Wynken, Blynken, and Nod |