| 作词 : Anonymous Composer, Nagle | |
| I come and stand at every door | |
| But no-one hears my silent plea | |
| I knock and yet remain unseen | |
| For i am dead for i am dead | |
| I need no fruit nor even rice | |
| I need no meat nor even bread | |
| And i need nothing for myself | |
| When children die they do not grow | |
| I woke one day to ash in light | |
| My eyes grew dim my eyes grew bright | |
| Death came and turned my bones to dust | |
| And scattered swirling in the wind | |
| I need no fruit nor even spice | |
| I need no sweet or even bread | |
| And i need nothing for myself |
| zuo ci : Anonymous Composer, Nagle | |
| I come and stand at every door | |
| But noone hears my silent plea | |
| I knock and yet remain unseen | |
| For i am dead for i am dead | |
| I need no fruit nor even rice | |
| I need no meat nor even bread | |
| And i need nothing for myself | |
| When children die they do not grow | |
| I woke one day to ash in light | |
| My eyes grew dim my eyes grew bright | |
| Death came and turned my bones to dust | |
| And scattered swirling in the wind | |
| I need no fruit nor even spice | |
| I need no sweet or even bread | |
| And i need nothing for myself |
| zuò cí : Anonymous Composer, Nagle | |
| I come and stand at every door | |
| But noone hears my silent plea | |
| I knock and yet remain unseen | |
| For i am dead for i am dead | |
| I need no fruit nor even rice | |
| I need no meat nor even bread | |
| And i need nothing for myself | |
| When children die they do not grow | |
| I woke one day to ash in light | |
| My eyes grew dim my eyes grew bright | |
| Death came and turned my bones to dust | |
| And scattered swirling in the wind | |
| I need no fruit nor even spice | |
| I need no sweet or even bread | |
| And i need nothing for myself |