[00:00.00] 作词 : Eric Mouquet/Michel Sanchez
[00:00.33] 作曲 : Eric Mouquet/Michel Sanchez
[00:00.67]So he/she is listening to the whooshing of the rain
[00:05.90]Let him/her go to his/her not-too-long-ago seen master
[00:12.78]Early morning I look up at the sky
[00:18.73]Fine pocket knife, the rough-bread is being cut
[00:25.10]Little calf's trouble has also been cut here
[00:31.54]Early morning I look at the sky
[00:37.38]My little angel
[01:05.54]So he/she is listening to the whooshing of the rain
[01:11.75]Let him/her go to his/her not-too-long-ago seen master
[01:18.49]Early morning I look at the sky
[01:24.47]There is a bird, who will carry away
[01:29.47]My little angel
[02:03.20]I am buried in it alive, alive
[02:10.59]I am turning yellow, heavily
[02:17.65]Mommy (meaning 'wife'), I will write when I am free
[02:25.33]my little angel
[02:28.16]So he/she is listening to the whooshing of the rain
[02:33.79]There is a bird, who will carry away
[02:38.25]My little angel
[02:45.69]Early morning I look upward at the sky
[02:53.38]So he/she is listening to the whooshing of the rain
[02:58.59]There is a bird, who will carry away
[03:02.04]Let him/her go to his/her not-too-long-ago seen master

作词 : Eric Mouquet/Michel Sanchez
作曲 : Eric Mouquet/Michel Sanchez
So he/she is listening to the whooshing of the rain
Let him/her go to his/her not-too-long-ago seen master
Early morning I look up at the sky
Fine pocket knife, the rough-bread is being cut
Little calf's trouble has also been cut here
Early morning I look at the sky
My little angel
So he/she is listening to the whooshing of the rain
Let him/her go to his/her not-too-long-ago seen master
Early morning I look at the sky
There is a bird, who will carry away
My little angel
I am buried in it alive, alive
I am turning yellow, heavily
Mommy (meaning 'wife'), I will write when I am free
my little angel
So he/she is listening to the whooshing of the rain
There is a bird, who will carry away
My little angel
Early morning I look upward at the sky
So he/she is listening to the whooshing of the rain
There is a bird, who will carry away
Let him/her go to his/her not-too-long-ago seen master