| Song | Little Cloud |
| Artist | The Incredible String Band |
| Album | The 5000 Spirits Or The Layers Of The Onion |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Heron | |
| How sweet to be a cloud, floating in the blue. | |
| Lying awake, late the other night | |
| Heard above me a trembling, | |
| I looked up, it was a little cloud, | |
| From which a gold string was dangling; | |
| You know, I gave the string a little pull, | |
| Just to see what was on the other end. | |
| Just then a voice came down to me, says, | |
| "Hey, now, don't you want to be my friend, | |
| And float with me to distant lands, | |
| wondrous and fair; | |
| Float with me to distant lands wondrous and fair? | |
| You see I'm just a happy little cloud, | |
| I laugh and float and sing my song, | |
| But the other clouds don't like me none. | |
| They say I am behaving very wrong. | |
| You see a cloud's supposed to be sad, | |
| To cry and weep and tear its hair and all, | |
| And don't matter how hard I try, | |
| I can't get the first little tear to fall." | |
| And float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair; | |
| Float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair; | |
| I said, "Hey, I like you little cloud, | |
| You are a nice little fellow, yes." | |
| "You making some, kind of a joke?", said the cloud, | |
| "Now can't you see I'm wearing such a pretty dress? | |
| You see I am the prettiest little chick cloud | |
| That you'd find anywhere up above. | |
| I just dropped in on you awhile | |
| To see if you could give me some kind of love." | |
| And float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair; | |
| Float with me to distant lands wondrous and fair; | |
| Just then the chief cloud come into view | |
| And says, "Hey, girl, now what you think you're doing there? | |
| I told you so many times before | |
| You just don't seem at all to care. | |
| You know you should be floating up above, now | |
| Don't let me catch you down here again." | |
| And as my cloud pulled out of view, | |
| There come failing down a gentle shower of rain. | |
| Happy rain come failing down, | |
| Red, green, blue and golden. | |
| And every drop, as it fell, it smiled | |
| And, throwing back its head, began singing, | |
| "Oh float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair; | |
| Float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair." |
| zuo ci : Heron | |
| How sweet to be a cloud, floating in the blue. | |
| Lying awake, late the other night | |
| Heard above me a trembling, | |
| I looked up, it was a little cloud, | |
| From which a gold string was dangling | |
| You know, I gave the string a little pull, | |
| Just to see what was on the other end. | |
| Just then a voice came down to me, says, | |
| " Hey, now, don' t you want to be my friend, | |
| And float with me to distant lands, | |
| wondrous and fair | |
| Float with me to distant lands wondrous and fair? | |
| You see I' m just a happy little cloud, | |
| I laugh and float and sing my song, | |
| But the other clouds don' t like me none. | |
| They say I am behaving very wrong. | |
| You see a cloud' s supposed to be sad, | |
| To cry and weep and tear its hair and all, | |
| And don' t matter how hard I try, | |
| I can' t get the first little tear to fall." | |
| And float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair | |
| Float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair | |
| I said, " Hey, I like you little cloud, | |
| You are a nice little fellow, yes." | |
| " You making some, kind of a joke?", said the cloud, | |
| " Now can' t you see I' m wearing such a pretty dress? | |
| You see I am the prettiest little chick cloud | |
| That you' d find anywhere up above. | |
| I just dropped in on you awhile | |
| To see if you could give me some kind of love." | |
| And float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair | |
| Float with me to distant lands wondrous and fair | |
| Just then the chief cloud come into view | |
| And says, " Hey, girl, now what you think you' re doing there? | |
| I told you so many times before | |
| You just don' t seem at all to care. | |
| You know you should be floating up above, now | |
| Don' t let me catch you down here again." | |
| And as my cloud pulled out of view, | |
| There come failing down a gentle shower of rain. | |
| Happy rain come failing down, | |
| Red, green, blue and golden. | |
| And every drop, as it fell, it smiled | |
| And, throwing back its head, began singing, | |
| " Oh float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair | |
| Float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair." |
| zuò cí : Heron | |
| How sweet to be a cloud, floating in the blue. | |
| Lying awake, late the other night | |
| Heard above me a trembling, | |
| I looked up, it was a little cloud, | |
| From which a gold string was dangling | |
| You know, I gave the string a little pull, | |
| Just to see what was on the other end. | |
| Just then a voice came down to me, says, | |
| " Hey, now, don' t you want to be my friend, | |
| And float with me to distant lands, | |
| wondrous and fair | |
| Float with me to distant lands wondrous and fair? | |
| You see I' m just a happy little cloud, | |
| I laugh and float and sing my song, | |
| But the other clouds don' t like me none. | |
| They say I am behaving very wrong. | |
| You see a cloud' s supposed to be sad, | |
| To cry and weep and tear its hair and all, | |
| And don' t matter how hard I try, | |
| I can' t get the first little tear to fall." | |
| And float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair | |
| Float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair | |
| I said, " Hey, I like you little cloud, | |
| You are a nice little fellow, yes." | |
| " You making some, kind of a joke?", said the cloud, | |
| " Now can' t you see I' m wearing such a pretty dress? | |
| You see I am the prettiest little chick cloud | |
| That you' d find anywhere up above. | |
| I just dropped in on you awhile | |
| To see if you could give me some kind of love." | |
| And float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair | |
| Float with me to distant lands wondrous and fair | |
| Just then the chief cloud come into view | |
| And says, " Hey, girl, now what you think you' re doing there? | |
| I told you so many times before | |
| You just don' t seem at all to care. | |
| You know you should be floating up above, now | |
| Don' t let me catch you down here again." | |
| And as my cloud pulled out of view, | |
| There come failing down a gentle shower of rain. | |
| Happy rain come failing down, | |
| Red, green, blue and golden. | |
| And every drop, as it fell, it smiled | |
| And, throwing back its head, began singing, | |
| " Oh float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair | |
| Float with me to distant lands, wondrous and fair." |