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  • 作词 : Eugene Field
    作曲 : Donovan Leitch
    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
  • 作词 : Eugene Field
    作曲 : Donovan Leitch
    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