痞子痞子痞~我天生神力

[SING A SONG OF SIXPENCE] Sing a song of sixpence, A pocket full of rye; Four-and-twenty blackbirds Baked in a pie! When the pie was opened The birds began to sing; Was not that a dainty dish To set before the king? The king was in his counting-house, Counting out his money; The queen was in the parlor, Eating bread and honey. The maid was in the garden, Hanging out the clothes; When down came a blackbird And snapped off her nose.

唱一首六便士之歌， 袋子裡裝滿黑麥； 二十四隻黑畫眉， 被放在派裡面烤！ 當派被剝開， 畫眉開始唱歌； 那可不是放在國王桌前， 十分可口的一餐嗎？ 國王在帳房數錢； 王后在客廳吃麵包蜂蜜。 女僕在花園曬衣； 一隻黑畫眉飛來， 啄走了她的鼻子。

Who killed Cock Robin? I, said the Sparrow,　　
With my bow and arrow,I killed Cock Robin.
Who saw him die? I, said the Fly.　　
With my little eye, I saw him die.　　
Who caught his blood? I, said the Fish, 　　
With my little dish, I caught his blood.　　
Who’ll make his shroud? I , said the Beetle,
With my thread and needle, I’ll make the shroud. 　　
Who’ll dig his grave? I, said the Owl,　　
With my pick and shovel, I’ll dig his grave.　　
Who’ll be the person? I, said the Rook,　　
With my little book,　I’ll be the person.　　
Who’ll be the clerk?　I, said the Lark,　　
If it’s not in the dark,　I’ll be the clerk.　　
Who’ll carry the link?　I, said the Linnet, 　　
I’ll fetch it in a minute,　I’ll carry the link.　　
Who’ll be chief mourner? I, said the Dove,　
I mourn for my love, 　I’ll be chief mourner.　　
Who’ll carry the coffin? I, said the Kite,　　
If it’s not through the night, I’ll carry the coffin.　　
Who’ll bear the pall? 　We, said the Wren,　　
Both the cock and the hen,　We’ll bear the pall.　　
Who’ll sing a psalm?　　I, said the Thrush,　　
As she sat on a bush,　　I’ll sing a psalm. 　　
Who’ll toll the bell?　　I, said the Bull,　　
Because I can pull,　　So Cock Robin, farewell.　　
All the birds of the air 　Fell a-sighing and a-sobbing,　　
When they heard the bell toll For poor Cock Robin.
NOTICE　　　　　　　
To all it concerns,　This notice apprises,　　
The Sparrow’s for trial, At next bird assizes.