| Song | These Are The Fables |
| Artist | The New Pornographers |
| Album | Twin Cinema |
| 作词 : Newman | |
| In coral and gray | |
| In submarine chambers | |
| One dayIt swam for the light | |
| The jewels that lit | |
| The cities that float there | |
| Cities in circles drawn perfect, complete | |
| Holding the secrets on my street | |
| My street, my street | |
| So come in and play | |
| The song of the siren | |
| It's commonplace | |
| You hear the voice rise | |
| In one wave | |
| And crash on your doorstep | |
| Making the circle here perfect, complete | |
| These are the fables on my street | |
| Ten thousand dancing girls | |
| Kicking cans 'cross the sky | |
| No reason why | |
| Why ask to pay yourself | |
| For the call of the wild | |
| You found this child | |
| So raise him | |
| And wind your back | |
| Come back to the river | |
| The currents speed by | |
| And hope the men fear | |
| The hammer comes down | |
| So hard on the evening | |
| Cracking the dawn of your | |
| Days are repeat | |
| These are fables on my street | |
| My street, my street | |
| Heaven shook | |
| HellAnd down from its pockets | |
| The ring in your bell | |
| It fell through your hands | |
| Hang at your feet | |
| The doors that won't open | |
| Marking the journey of our friends complete | |
| These are the fables of my street | |
| My streetMy street, my street | |
| Lay down in glory, you're not alone | |
| My street, my street | |
| Lay down in glory, you're not alone |
| zuò cí : Newman | |
| In coral and gray | |
| In submarine chambers | |
| One dayIt swam for the light | |
| The jewels that lit | |
| The cities that float there | |
| Cities in circles drawn perfect, complete | |
| Holding the secrets on my street | |
| My street, my street | |
| So come in and play | |
| The song of the siren | |
| It' s commonplace | |
| You hear the voice rise | |
| In one wave | |
| And crash on your doorstep | |
| Making the circle here perfect, complete | |
| These are the fables on my street | |
| Ten thousand dancing girls | |
| Kicking cans ' cross the sky | |
| No reason why | |
| Why ask to pay yourself | |
| For the call of the wild | |
| You found this child | |
| So raise him | |
| And wind your back | |
| Come back to the river | |
| The currents speed by | |
| And hope the men fear | |
| The hammer comes down | |
| So hard on the evening | |
| Cracking the dawn of your | |
| Days are repeat | |
| These are fables on my street | |
| My street, my street | |
| Heaven shook | |
| HellAnd down from its pockets | |
| The ring in your bell | |
| It fell through your hands | |
| Hang at your feet | |
| The doors that won' t open | |
| Marking the journey of our friends complete | |
| These are the fables of my street | |
| My streetMy street, my street | |
| Lay down in glory, you' re not alone | |
| My street, my street | |
| Lay down in glory, you' re not alone |