| 作词 : Brennan, Waits | |
| Over here the ladies all want sweet perfume | |
| But there's never a rose | |
| And over the roses are frightened to bloom | |
| So they never can grow | |
| And over here they need wool | |
| For weaving their baby's new clothes | |
| But nobody has any wool | |
| And the sheep are all lost in the harbour | |
| Lost in the harbour | |
| And over here they want diamonds to wear | |
| But there aren't any here | |
| And over there everyone's hiding their tears | |
| But they're crying inside | |
| And the wall won't come down | |
| Till they're no longer afraid of themselves | |
| And if you don't believe me ask yourselves | |
| And then I can come down to the harbour | |
| Down to the harbour | |
| And then I will fill the ocean back up with my tears | |
| I still have a couple more years | |
| And then I can come back to the harbour | |
| Down to the harbour |
| zuo ci : Brennan, Waits | |
| Over here the ladies all want sweet perfume | |
| But there' s never a rose | |
| And over the roses are frightened to bloom | |
| So they never can grow | |
| And over here they need wool | |
| For weaving their baby' s new clothes | |
| But nobody has any wool | |
| And the sheep are all lost in the harbour | |
| Lost in the harbour | |
| And over here they want diamonds to wear | |
| But there aren' t any here | |
| And over there everyone' s hiding their tears | |
| But they' re crying inside | |
| And the wall won' t come down | |
| Till they' re no longer afraid of themselves | |
| And if you don' t believe me ask yourselves | |
| And then I can come down to the harbour | |
| Down to the harbour | |
| And then I will fill the ocean back up with my tears | |
| I still have a couple more years | |
| And then I can come back to the harbour | |
| Down to the harbour |
| zuò cí : Brennan, Waits | |
| Over here the ladies all want sweet perfume | |
| But there' s never a rose | |
| And over the roses are frightened to bloom | |
| So they never can grow | |
| And over here they need wool | |
| For weaving their baby' s new clothes | |
| But nobody has any wool | |
| And the sheep are all lost in the harbour | |
| Lost in the harbour | |
| And over here they want diamonds to wear | |
| But there aren' t any here | |
| And over there everyone' s hiding their tears | |
| But they' re crying inside | |
| And the wall won' t come down | |
| Till they' re no longer afraid of themselves | |
| And if you don' t believe me ask yourselves | |
| And then I can come down to the harbour | |
| Down to the harbour | |
| And then I will fill the ocean back up with my tears | |
| I still have a couple more years | |
| And then I can come back to the harbour | |
| Down to the harbour |