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  • 作词 : Nilsson
    Have you ever watched a moonbeam
    As it slid across your windowpane
    Or struggled with a bit of rain
    Or danced about the weathervane
    Or sat along a moving train
    And wondered where the train has been
    Or on a fence with bits of crap
    Around its bottom
    Blown there by a windbeam
    Who searches for the moonbeam
    Who was last seen
    Looking at the tracks
    Of the careless windbeam
    Or moving to the tracks
    Of the tireless freight train
    And lighting up the sides
    Of the weathervane
    And the bits of rain
    And the windowpane
    And the eyes of those
    Who think they saw what happened
    Have you ever watched a moonbeam
    As it slid across your windowpane
    Or struggled with a bit of rain
    Or danced about the weather vane
    Or sat along a moving train
    And wonder where the train has been?
    Looking at the tracks
    Of the careless windbeam
    Or moving to the tracks
    Of the tireless freight train
    And lighting up the sides
    Of the weathervane
    And the bits of rain
    And the windowpane
    And the eyes of those
    Who think they saw what happened
  • 作词 : Nilsson
    Have you ever watched a moonbeam
    As it slid across your windowpane
    Or struggled with a bit of rain
    Or danced about the weathervane
    Or sat along a moving train
    And wondered where the train has been
    Or on a fence with bits of crap
    Around its bottom
    Blown there by a windbeam
    Who searches for the moonbeam
    Who was last seen
    Looking at the tracks
    Of the careless windbeam
    Or moving to the tracks
    Of the tireless freight train
    And lighting up the sides
    Of the weathervane
    And the bits of rain
    And the windowpane
    And the eyes of those
    Who think they saw what happened
    Have you ever watched a moonbeam
    As it slid across your windowpane
    Or struggled with a bit of rain
    Or danced about the weather vane
    Or sat along a moving train
    And wonder where the train has been?
    Looking at the tracks
    Of the careless windbeam
    Or moving to the tracks
    Of the tireless freight train
    And lighting up the sides
    Of the weathervane
    And the bits of rain
    And the windowpane
    And the eyes of those
    Who think they saw what happened