| Song | July 23rd |
| Artist | Raising the Fawn |
| Album | The North Sea |
| 作曲 : Crossingham ... | |
| July twenty-third no one heard until days later | |
| Like believing a bird had died though you still hear it singing | |
| The other day, I walked through the park and under its nest on the ground | |
| Its back open wide, as though it was still singing | |
| You'll always stay perched on the frame of my doorway | |
| Evermore, evermore, evermore ... with me evermore | |
| I never saw the bird that once perched and sang outside my home | |
| But notes have a way of reaching the hearts of people they never have known | |
| GOODBYE RICHIE LEE |
| zuò qǔ : Crossingham ... | |
| July twentythird no one heard until days later | |
| Like believing a bird had died though you still hear it singing | |
| The other day, I walked through the park and under its nest on the ground | |
| Its back open wide, as though it was still singing | |
| You' ll always stay perched on the frame of my doorway | |
| Evermore, evermore, evermore ... with me evermore | |
| I never saw the bird that once perched and sang outside my home | |
| But notes have a way of reaching the hearts of people they never have known | |
| GOODBYE RICHIE LEE |