这首歌的本意如果放在儿童节可能太悲伤了,但如果只断章取义抛去背景故事倒也是首甜蜜的小歌哪。过去这一年对年岁忽然敏感了许多,但儿童节一年一度总还是准时到来,该童心未泯就接着欢乐下去呗。
Thirteen Thirty Five
Strongest taste
Loudest drop
Head is filled
The thought, unlocked
You’d be thirteen
I’d be thirty-five
Gone to find a place for us to
Hide
Be together but alone
As the need for it has grown
Cha-cha, cha-cha, cha-cha
Cha-cha, cha-cha
A cave or a shed
A car or a bed
A hole in the ground
Or a burial mound
A bush or a tree
Or the Aegean see will do for me
Cha-cha, cha-cha, cha-cha
Cha-cha, cha-cha-haa
I can say that you look pretty
You turn my legs into spaghetti
You set my heart on fire
For you I found a vent
In the bottom of a coal mine
Just enough space for your hands in the inside
If you go
Do let me know
You’d be thirteen
I’d be thirty-five
Gone to find a place for us to hide
A den or a dessert
Perhaps an ink squirt
A cellar, a wishing well, a war
Or a guarantee will do for me
For you I found a cell
On the top floor of a prison
Just enough space for you to fit your feet in
If you go
Do let me know
For you I found a cell
On the top floor of a prison
Just enough space for you to fit your feet in
If you go
Please let me know
I go running with a heart on fire