歌词
每个失落的灵魂
是街角丢失的五钱镍币
Every fallen soul
神笨拙弃于松动五指时
Is just a nickel in the street
当神赶往第六中央花园
Clumsily discarded from the fingertips of God
然他之幸注定非同一般
On his way to 6th and Central Park
“这美好的一天！”
Can't believe his luck
他终于青草间释放了厌倦的头脑
"This beautiful day!"
他终于青草间搁浅了困乏的头脑
To lay his weary head in the grass
To lay his weary head in the grass
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