[00:00.00] 作词 : Williamson[00:09.11]Certainly the children have seen them,[00:22.84]In quiet places where the moss grows green.[00:27.56]Coloured shells jangle together,[00:33.92]The wind is cold, the year is old, the trees whisper together[00:39.60]And bend in the wind, they lean.[00:49.21][01:07.72]Next week a monkey is coming to stay.[01:12.59]If I was a witches' hat,[01:19.01]Sitting on her head like a paraffin stove,[01:24.88]I'd fly away and be a bat,[01:31.27]Across the air I would rove.[01:36.31]Stepping like a tightrope walker,[01:43.46]Putting one foot after another,[01:48.79]Wearing black cherries for rings.[01:56.21][02:25.23]