Troubadour
All birds come every day
To listen to my play
Sitting in rows on the wires
And quietly with me stay
When the last note falls
From the strings
They hover, dance, call
And rush into the air
A grand evening ball
Comes off high up in the sky
《流浪歌手》
鸟们每天
来听我的演奏
排排坐在电线上
静静地陪着我
当最后一个音符
从琴弦落下
它们盘旋 跳跃 呼唤
然后冲向蓝天
盛大的空中舞会
就要开始
